Bianjing Frost and Snow of Hibiscus Ashes

For twenty years, Fei Rui'er has been trapped in the troubled times of the Five Dynasties with memories of his past life, unable to make progress or retreat. She has read history books and knows that the iron horse will eventually crush Furong City. She knows that the descendant will most likely have no way to return to Bian. She also knows whose hands the world will fall into in the end. She spent twenty years trying to change her fate. But destiny is like iron, and cannot be changed even by a single stroke. On the day Furong City was destroyed, she followed her old master all the way north and became the captive concubine of the Song Dynasty. Meng Chang died violently in Bianjing, and she was called into the palace by Zhao Kuangyin under the title of "the beloved concubine of the former dynasty". The kindness she received from the officials was an old favor from Qingcheng Mountain that saved her life, and it was also the emperor's obsession that she could not get. Everyone in the palace is laughing at her: What kind of trouble can a woman who has subjugated her country make in this deep palace? But only she knows that the favor of the Tian family has always been a double-edged sword. The greater the favor, the closer the murderous intention is. And Zhao Guangyi, the governor of Kaifeng who was a compatriot from the same mother, regarded her as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh from the first step he set foot in Bianjing. In his eyes, she was a remnant of the previous dynasty, a scourge that deceived the king's heart, and a piece of sand blocking the road. She originally wanted to stay calm, but the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind didn't stop. She doesn't offend others, but people offend her. On one side is the deep obsession of the officials, the intertwining of favor and suspicion, the entanglement of love and hate, and the dilemma; On one side is the murderous intention of Kaifeng's governor, and the undercurrents above the court are turbulent, and every inch of land must be fought for. She carries around the memory of her past life, wandering around in this deep palace of cannibalism. I just wanted a way to survive. But before he knew it, he was already standing at the deepest point of the power whirlpool. The hibiscus of Shu is blooming in Bianjing. Should it be broken by anyone, or should it be burned through the palace wall?