The day Shen Shuhan arrived, a cup of poisoned wine was already at her lips.
At the entrance to the Cold Palace stood the most tyrannical princess in all of Great Jing, arms crossed and smiling like she knew something.
"What eloquence, Your Majesty the Empress. Why don't you... have a drink with me?"
Later, the entire court saw the princess who had threatened to tear the Shen clan apart shield the deposed empress behind her and strike down the eunuch who had brought the cup with a single sword thrust.
"I claim her life for myself."
Shen Shuhan looked up. "Your Highness, that is against the rules."
"The rules?"
Zhao Linyang leaned close, her smile edged with a blade.
"In this palace, I am the rules."
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