Shen Zhaoning has been the queen for six years.
Only on the day of her death did she realize that Xiao Heng, the person beside her, had never loved her from the beginning to the end. Her father and brother were betrayed by the army and killed in the North. He slaughtered the entire family of thirty-seven. The prince she had raised for six years was not her son - he died when he fell on the ground. The ones in her arms who called her mother for six years belonged to Xiao Heng and Bai Yueguang.
The same bowl of poison, on the same day, the imperial concubine Gu Yaoguang also swallowed it.
In their previous lives, they separated each other for six years. You cut off one of my connections, and I'll destroy yours. At the end of the fight, it was discovered that Xiao Heng was sitting in the middle and did nothing - the two knives had polished off each other on their own.
When I opened my eyes, it was the spring of the first year of Yongzhao. Shen Zhaoning is seventeen years old and Gu Yaoguang is sixteen years old.
They didn't know that the other party was also reborn. Shen Zhaoning sat up from the bed and touched the names of thirty-two hidden stakes. The first thing he did was not to find Xiao Heng but to check his stepmother Liu's account. In the moonlight, Gu Yaoguang used charcoal strips to write down the court personnel for the next ten years on the linings of three middle coats. The first thing she did was not to find Xiao Heng - she went to Cloth Village to find a businessman who did not owe her any favors.
In their previous life, they fought for six years before they understood who they were playing for.
They won't form an alliance so quickly in this life, but they are all eyeing the same person.
Xiao Heng doesn't know yet. He still folded pear blossoms at the flower-viewing banquet, and hid poems for Bai Yueguang in his sleeves. He still thought that this life could be like the previous life - stepping on the bones of two women to ascend to the throne.
He didn't know that every step of his steps had been torn apart.
This time, the tips of the two knives were slowly turning.
