Gong Que's Plan: a Wave of Waves Determines Beijing's Beauty

On the first day she traveled through time and became a cannon fodder noble in the cold palace, Shen Weilan knew: the queen wanted her to die with dignity. It's a pity that she is a gold medal screenwriter. She had written badly about this kind of dead situation. Smoke was set off in the Buddhist hall, the imperial banquet was overturned, and the palace was raided and dismantled. The whole palace wanted her to die, but only the Ansi palm print, who was as cold as a knife, changed her fate in the dark time and time again. Half a page of leftover accounts reveals twenty years of old cases in the East Palace. The palace walls are vast, and she uses her memory as a blade to pull apart the pieces and settle the accounts of this deep palace, including everyone and everyone.