During the Yonghui period of Daliang Dynasty, Xie Zhao, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Rites, entered the palace of Prince Yong at the age of sixteen. For five years, she helped her husband Xiao Yu win over courtiers, eradicate dissidents, and even stained her own blood. In the end, what they got in exchange was thirty-two water and fire sticks, a bowl of stigma, and a meal shared by wild dogs in a mass grave.
Back when she was fifteen years old, her stepmother Zhou was looking at her with a smile while holding a bird's nest. Her concubine Xie Wan was still planning how to go to the spring banquet for her, and the gentle and jade-like King Yong had not yet stretched out his poisonous hand to her.
In this life, Xie Zhao will not be a virtuous woman, but only an evil ghost.
She pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and uses the hands of her stepmother Tan Mo to plant mines; she borrows her strength to use the queen's sword to cut off King Yong's hidden stake; she becomes the most deadly chess piece on the chessboard controlled by a man.
When Xiao Yu finally discovered that the sickly and pitiful legitimate daughter of the Xie family was the one who turned everything upside down, Xie Zhao was already standing in the Jinluan Palace, handing over evidence of his collusion with the enemy and treason.
"Your Highness," she leaned forward, her voice was submissive, but her eyes were filled with the frost from her previous life in the cold palace, "It's your turn to die in this round."
