In her previous life, she willingly became a pawn in his grand ambitions. In the imperial harem, she stepped over piles of bones, shedding the innocence and shyness of a young girl along the way, until she ascended to the position everyone looked up to. She also saw him kneel before her and heard him say, in a voice utterly devoid of emotion, "Empress Dowager."
In the end, however, he stepped over her corpse and took the throne as the supreme ruler. And the place at his side, the one he had promised her countless times, was occupied by her half-sister, who shared the same father!
She swore that in this new life, she would live for herself!
Yet in this life, she must not only outwit the wicked mother in her household, but also contend with political villains. The debts of love from her previous life are not yet settled, and now a scoundrel who clings to her like a restless ghost has appeared, too!
Why does this life seem even harder to live than the last?
When your hair grows to your waist, how about you put it in my pot? I am an editor. I like my article very much. If I want to make friends with you, I will sign this article. On the Penguin number, Yilin dances and dances, and the two Lins go together to make tea and wait for a kiss!