If I hadn't been granted a marriage inexplicably back then, I, Qi Caicai, would have been the falcon of Shuofang and a heroine galloping on the battlefield. How could I have gone to the cold palace to eat chicken and choked to death, possessed the daughter of a minister, and spent all day doing embroidery in the boudoir? If life were not precious, I, Qi Caicai, would have thrown the sinister crown prince's concubine into the dry well of the cold palace. If the price of love were not higher, why would I, Qi Caicai, return to the cannibal palace step by step to help him after resurrecting after hard work.
Although there are suspicious emperors in the palace, vicious concubines in the back, various concubines with different thoughts, and the old queen who takes a back seat from time to time has to join in, but I know that there are tigers in the mountains, so I prefer to go to the tiger mountain.
Even though the imperial masters in the government and the opposition were indifferent to worldly affairs and only took care of themselves, the master was scheming and cunning, and the fathers of the two generations were each their own masters and hated each other, but I am smiling to the sky with my sword across my face, and I don't have to worry about having no friends in the future.
But without him, everything would be lost.