She was once the most noble princess of Yunzhao. She played the harp and cooked tea in Fengyi Palace, unaware of the sufferings of the world.
On the day the city was broken, the heads of his father and brother were hung on the city wall. His mother was humiliated and hit against a pillar and died. All one hundred and thirty-seven members of the royal family died for the country. She crawled out from the pile of dead people and knelt under the moonlight all night, carving each face into the bones.
Then she made a decision - to give up her dignity as a princess and the shame of her reputation, and use her body as a bait to serve the enemy.
She knelt in front of her enemy's son, begging him to take him in with the most humble gesture, and taking off his guard with the gentlest mask. From concubine to side concubine, from side concubine to queen, she spent several years personally raising an unpopular concubine to the throne of the Nine-Five-year-old, and spent the rest of her life pushing the prosperous dynasty he created inch by inch into the abyss.
She framed all the loyal ministers in the court, emptied out the century-old treasury and exhausted all the cavalry army. She wanted to recreate the tragic situation of the country and the family, and let him experience the feeling of watching everything collapse with his own eyes.
Until the day when the world was in chaos and the country was overturned, Xiao Jin stood in the sea of fire in the imperial city, watching the woman who had been meek for half her life finally reveal her cold true face.
"Have you ever loved me?"
"Never!"
She made a huge gamble with her life - helping him win the country, and then losing it for him herself. The prosperous age is the tomb, and love is the blade. This is a revenge that has never been seen in the history books.
