(Manuscript in progress...) Young and mature, she uses the world as a chess game; cruel and ruthless, she uses all living beings as pawns.
As she rose through the ranks, she looked calm and carefree; she was thoughtful and far-sighted, and she was willing to be a loner.
That day, the emperor gritted his teeth and told her that she was just a pawn of his. But she sneered and didn't take it seriously:
"Your Majesty, you are wrong. I have never been anyone's chess piece, but the person who holds the chess piece."
The world is dangerous and the palace is unpredictable. There is no distinction between good and evil, and there are different paths to grudges and grudges.
When an orphan finally becomes a queen, whose past will be buried in the wind, and whose sincerity will be regarded as a treasure?