Baochai was dragged from the embroidered bed in the boudoir into the sea of knives and fire in the palace by a midnight decree.
She failed to eat the spoiled quail that her mother had warmed for her on the stove.
Without being able to hug the old pillow, it was stuffed into a small sedan.
From then on, the moon in Hengwuyuan and the moon in the Forbidden City were separated by a lifetime.
A night decree, a prison.
The moment Xue Baochai stepped into the palace gate, he knew that he had no way out.
Step by step from Liangdi to Zhonggong.
But every time she woke up late at night, she always remembered the bowl of unfinished quails and the begonias embroidered on the old pillow.
I remember how Xue Baochai was left alive that cold night in Hengwuyuan when she was a girl.
She sat upright on the phoenix throne, looking at the people kneeling below, but her eyes seemed to have passed through the palace wall and landed on the distant Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
I wonder if Sister Lin, who loves to cry, can understand the deep love soaked in blood on this phoenix crown?
Also known as:
"Kill That Lord Hengwu"
"Qingyun Road"
"Half Life Snow"
"The Story of Baochai's Promotion: Those Nights from Boudoir to Queen"
"She left her innocence in Hengwuyuan"
"Rules for Queen Development: Kill Your Girlhood Self First"
"From Hengwu Garden to Fengzao Palace: A Long Farewell"
Mission: female power