When Borzigit Tana was carried into the Forbidden City, she only held a handful of Horqin grass seeds in her arms.
Aunt Xiaozhuang told her: "Mongolian girls don't want to be delicate flowers. If they want to be beautiful, they will be strong grass. They can take root anywhere."
But she didn't expect that she would be plunged into the fate of three generations of emperors at the same time.
Kangxi praised her for her intelligence, Yongzheng relied on her as his adviser, and even Ji Xiaolan was a match for her.
When the blood of the nine sons who snatched the legitimate children stained the palace bricks red, she held the grass seeds and whispered to the fifteenth brother:
"Remember, the real kingdom is not in the Jinluan Palace, but in a place where your father will never see you."
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