Nian Shilan breathed her last in a pool of blood in Yikun Palace, and when she opened her eyes, she returned to the first year of Yongzheng. She was still the concubine Hua who had just entered the palace and was deeply loved by the saints. All the past life events are vivid in his mind: the emperor's false feelings, Huan Yixiang's calculations, Zhen Huan's pressing step by step, Shen Meizhuang's cold gaze, and the child who turned into a pool of blood before he was born. In this life, she doesn't want the emperor's "exclusive favor" mixed with arsenic. She wants real power in her hands. Nian Shilan looked coldly at her bright and beautiful face in the mirror, and ran her fingertips across the cold makeup. In this round, she not only had to kill her enemies with her own hands and protect the Nian family, but she also had to step on the cannibalistic palace rules and reach the highest point that no one could reach, step by step. As for the emperor? It would be best for him never to know that this woman who once loved him so madly now only had calculations and the knife hanging on his throne in her heart.
Purpose: The pinnacle of power