She was once the most advantageous sword of the imperial power, clearing her brother's path to becoming an emperor. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she sacrificed her own conscience with her own hands.
Nowadays, some people are trying to make a fool of themselves.
When the world finally couldn't tolerate her, she personally tore apart the truth about the sudden death of the prince four years ago, and forged the bloody old case into a sharp blade that pierced the imperial power. The low-browed nun in the valley, the old friend of the ancient temple's green lantern, the old enemy with a heavy army, the direct minister with a clear reputation in the court... The discarded pieces were rearranged in her palm, forming a killing pattern that could overturn the world.
"If this world insists on killing you and me," she traced the sleeping outline of her lover with her fingertips, her eyes were as gentle as moonlight and as determined as a blade, "Ah Juan, I will turn this world upside down for you - and for myself."
She spent her whole life playing tricks and tricks, but in the end she failed to understand people's hearts. But so what?
She thought paranoidly that if she couldn't see clearly, it would be destroyed. Whatever you want, you can hold it firmly in the palm of your hand.
Intention: to live