Everyone says Shen Weiwei is blessed with exceptional good fortune in love, having married a Crown Prince with breathtaking looks and bearing.
But only she knows how miserable it is. The Crown Prince isn't some ascetic Buddha. He prefers men. In three years of marriage, she hasn't even touched the hem of his robe. What good fortune in love is there to speak of?
For three years, the Crown Prince kept her at a distance in the Eastern Palace, and for three years, the Empress tormented her.
Then she saw that everyone had only thirty days left to live, and she completely let loose. She caused a scene in the imperial palace, teased the Crown Prince, and took revenge on everyone who had wronged her.
She stormed into court and cursed the powerful aristocratic families. The Crown Prince applauded.
She killed people, and he cleaned up after her.
She impeached her own father, a prince, and a Grand Princess; secretly stockpiled weapons, recruited troops, and plotted rebellion. He didn't even furrow his brow, only saying, "Let her do as she pleases. I'll take responsibility."
The whole world thought she had gone mad. Only she knew everyone would die in thirty days, and the name Shen Weiwei had to leave a brilliant mark in the history books.
She was going to get whatever she wanted. She drugged the Crown Prince, but he drank it without hesitation. "If you want to sleep with me, you don't have to go to such trouble."
