Shen Qinghuan died on the eve of her wedding.
In her previous life, she was the adopted daughter of a eunuch, and she was cautious and prudent. However, she became lame due to a fire and became an abandoned child. She was sent to a high-ranking official's residence to suffer humiliation and died.
When he opened his eyes again, he went back to the night when he was burned by fire.
This time, she saw clearly the crazy possessiveness in the eyes of the personal maid, and noticed the manipulation plan behind her adoptive father's smile. She even ran into the arms of Xiao Heng, the powerful "brother-in-law" who had no blood relationship with her. The wet clothes were close to her body, and her fingertips accidentally brushed his strong chest muscles.
So hard. It feels exactly like the eight-pack abs in my dream.
She suddenly understood.
Since being obedient will result in betrayal and a tragic death, it's better to tear off this white-flowered skin and find a new way of life.
On the surface, she is still the nymphomaniac girl who loves to read storybooks and fantasizes about being served by eight beautiful men. She blushes at Xiao Heng's breasts, is moved by the general's shyness, and is at a loss for the young prince's tears.
Secretly, she turned every provocation into a blade: stealing secrets from the pillows of powerful ministers, planting leads in the monastery of eminent monks, escaping from the prince's rage, and planting the poison of insanity in the palm of the miracle doctor.
Ten men, ten sharp knives. She wanted to use their strength to cut off the hatred and hatred from her previous life.
Until that night, the hidden leader of the sect who fished her out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood grabbed her wrist and said with a deep look in his eyes: "Have you had enough fun? In this game of using your body as bait, you chose the wrong opponent from the very beginning."
Behind him, the maid who had a mad crush on her raised a poison-quenching dagger. The dignitaries who once admired her had cold eyes and were approaching step by step.
Shen Qinghuan smiled, and gently opened his collar, revealing the bloody lotus seal that was exactly the same as Xiao Heng's heart:
"Who said I was a chess piece?"
"That's what I am, the chaos itself."
Purpose: Women awaken and take control of their own destiny