"Whoops——"
The moment the imperial arrow dyed with golden feathers penetrated Xiao Yunzhao's chest, his father's eyes were as cold as eternal ice.
"Why?"
"Because you are Xie Wanrou's daughter..."
It turns out that she is not the treasure of her father, but a tool for him to show off.
It turned out that her mother-in-law committed suicide, the humiliation she suffered, the premature death of her child, her dilapidated body...
All thanks to her "good father".
When he opened his eyes again, Xiao Yunzhao was thirteen years old again.
On the eve of her rebirth as a concubine, she used her marriage as bait and faked death as a trap, and nailed her biological father to the dragon throne with her own hands as a target.
The wedding dress is like fire, and the arrowheads are quenched with poison. She wants the people in the world to see clearly: the person sitting on the dragon chair is never a real dragon, but a human-eating evil ghost.
The dandy second brother in a wheelchair, the sick and tearful princess sister, the cold-faced general who protects her - all of them are covered in paintings.
The bones in the canal, the wailing in the Colosseum, and the weeping blood in Baimei Palace are all sacrifices under the dragon's chair.
When she opened the first painting, what came out from behind the curtain of the palace was a huge wave of blood.
"The tyrant should be punished?"
Purpose: The princess achieves nirvana, breaks the emperor's legacy, and plots changes, just to bring peace to the world.