The year Shen Mian was deposed, everyone in the palace said she would not survive the winter.
Until she discovered that she could see the "filthiness" that breeds in people's hearts - greed, anger, ignorance, and hatred, all of which are food.
The tyrant Ji Yan, whom others shun, is a walking Manchu banquet in her eyes.
It was a cold night in the cold palace, and Shen Mian huddled in the corner, watching helplessly as the murderous young emperor kicked in the door, wrapped in the rich and black "Long Hui".
She moved up to him unexpectedly, bit his blood-stained cuff, and sucked gently.
Bitter and harsh, but enough to satisfy your hunger.
From then on, Leng Palace became the most lively place in the capital.
——Your Majesty is tired of reviewing memorials and comes to the cold palace to rest;
——Your Majesty is tired of killing people, come to the cold palace to relax;
——Your Majesty is in a bad mood and comes to Leng Palace... To find his "medicine".
It has been said throughout the civil and military dynasties that the deposed Shen family was a monster who specialized in absorbing the emperor's essence.
Only Ji Yan knew that in the rain that night, it was her cold hands that grabbed his soul that was about to fall into hell.
Later, he pinched her neck with one hand and wiped the blood from her lips with the other, his eyes scarlet:
"Shen Mian, I am the Jiuyou Karmic Fire, burning all those who come near."
Shen Mian swallowed the last breath of filthy air and smiled softly:
"It just so happens that I am a Taotie who specializes in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction."
Concept: Everything has two sides