On the night of his death, Xie Zhaoning realized that his father's twenty years of careful upbringing had never been about love, but just so that she could be pushed to the altar more quietly and gracefully when necessary. Poisonous wine went down her throat, and she was abandoned in a mass grave, but she did not die. There was another dead person lying deep in the grass - Pei Heng, the regent of Daqi who was dormant in suspended animation. Two dead people signed a contract. He wanted to use her hand to regain the country, and she wanted to use his power to investigate old cases that had been buried for twenty years. They each got what they needed. It should have been like this, but everything was wrong. In the Machiavellian chess game, she went from being a chess piece to becoming a player, and the man who never asked anyone if he was willing or not, only when everyone was forcing her to obey, he knelt down and asked her - are you willing? This was the first time in her twenty years of life that she was asked this question. If jade is not broken, it will not become a weapon. She has been broken, but she has not broken into pieces. She has become a knife.
Intention: It took her a lifetime to see through that the hands that carved her had never loved her; and after breaking out of the cage, she finally lived her true self.