In my previous life, I was the concubine of Emperor Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty. For love, I was willing to give up my life and wait for my lover on the road to hell. But why did we never meet again? When the messenger from hell told me that he actually did not love me and had already been reincarnated, I realized that I was just a pawn of his. I vowed to make him pay for it and decided to reincarnate to find him in the human world. What would happen if we could meet again? Did I really take him to the road to hell as I said? Is it insanity, love, or hate!