*
Jiang Zhiyi stayed deep in the palace, lowered his eyebrows and tucked his sleeves all his life, not daring to take a wrong step. All he wanted was to cling to the queen's skirt, so that he could preserve his body and live out his life in peace. Unexpectedly, on the night when the Emperor Star fell, the Queen's body suddenly became cold. She staggered and ran away, and her jade bones were already cold when her fingertips touched her.
The Queen Mother's seal came over her head, and she lowered her eyebrows to receive it, just like before. No one could see that beneath the humble eyelashes, the hatred was like a creeping vine, biting into the bones and heart.
*
The lights at the palace banquet were as bright as day, and she offered the handkerchief with a smile, and the silk was darkly stained with pollen. When Xiao Linyuan's asthma suddenly broke out, she said softly: "What is the prince trying to do by supporting this puppet of the Ai family?"
As he choked and coughed, blood oozed from the corners of his lips, but he still smiled to himself: "If I say... I am treasonous and dishonest, it is the empress who is plotting against me... Is the empress trustworthy?"
*
Another assassination came. The cold blade broke through the curtain, Xiao Linyuan used his body to hit it, and blood splashed on the ground on his wrist: "Now, my Majesty... Can you trust your words?"
She looked at him for a moment, then chuckled: "What do you believe? Do you believe that the prince is not the person behind the scenes?"
She tiptoed forward and breathed a blue breath on her lips: "Do you still believe that the prince... Really loves Aijia?"
Intention: The path of counterattack from weak chess piece to ruthless chess player