Shen Lan, the goddess of war from Beili, was betrayed by her most trusted Imperial Master and the prince, and burned to death on the city tower. When she opened her eyes again, she became the most favored idiot princess of the enemy country, Zhao Zhaozhao.
The national master Song Yan asked to marry her, and the third prince Xiao Heng tested her. Everyone in the court was ridiculing: The remnants of Beili are making trouble again. What kind of trouble can a fool make? But the way they looked at her seemed more and more wrong.
Song Yan lingered in front of her bed every night, his voice hoarse: "I owe you a life, and I will pay you back in this life." Xiao Heng pinched her favorite candied haws, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Those three years were not fake. Can you trust me one more time?"
Zhao Zhaozhao played with the poisonous needle in his hand, smiling innocently and cruelly.
She poured poisoned wine in public, killed powerful officials at a banquet, took off her bronze mask in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and revealed her identity in front of the civil and military officials of the court - I am Shen Lan, and Beili is not dead. But the deeper she dug, the more she found something was wrong. Everyone is lying. Everyone said that he was a "candle dragon", and everyone claimed that he had never betrayed. And she traced the truth throughout her life, hiding behind the organization codenamed "Tianshu". The "sir" who was hiding behind everyone and controlling everything - was the one she really wanted to kill.
Intention: As long as there is one person who remembers the truth, flowers can bloom from the ashes.