[Your Highness, your royal father is gravely ill and bedridden. You and the child in my womb have only you to rely on, so you must protect us both~]
The old tyrant of Chu-Han had reached his seventies. He was incompetent and immoral, indulged in women, and followed in the footsteps of King Zhou of Shang, making a pool of wine and ordering men and women to drink all night, naked.
Within the royal palace, music and singing rang out in a scene of debauchery so vile it made one sick.
As a descendant of Chi You, Si Rong considered reviving her family's glory and leading the Si clan back into court above all else.
With her peerlessly beautiful face, the face of a "nation-destroying enchantress,"
she donned a Daoist robe and entered a temple. Though disgusted, she bewitched the old tyrant until he was utterly captivated. He declared that he would marry no one but her and would make her his queen.
Before they could even wed, the old tyrant's wretched son rebelled, and both she and the old tyrant died by his blade.
Si Rong was so furious her nose nearly twisted out of shape. She hadn't become queen, and now she'd lost her life, too.
On her first and second rebirths, she was killed both times.
On her third rebirth,
Si Rong's peerlessly beautiful, "enchantress" face went pale. Tears shimmered in her eyes as she swayed and clutched at the man's robe, pleading pitifully,
"I... I can imitate handwriting. I can help Your Majesty ascend the throne in a legitimate manner, so your name won't go down in infamy. Your Majesty, could you please spare my life? Sob... please don't kill me."
No ruler who aspired to dominate the land was willing to go down in infamy.
The man who had killed his father to seize the throne was no exception.
His armor was stained with blood. The hand that had coldly raised his blade to cut off someone's head paused. He gripped her chin with icy fingers and scrutinized her. "You'd better not be lying to me, you wretched woman."
To make his ascension to the throne more legitimate, the old tyrant was left alive, though his mouth and eyes were crooked and he remained unconscious.
Si Rong became queen,
waiting for the old tyrant to draw his last breath, so the coldhearted man could forge an imperial edict, ascend the throne, and make her his stepmother, his "little mother."
She played the role of "little mother" until the coldhearted man slipped behind her curtains and got her pregnant.
With a child in her belly, Si Rong grew more and more brazen. She got her younger brother a high-ranking post, married her younger sister into a wealthy family, and brought the whole Si clan back into court, where they began to flourish and prosper...
Theme: Raise your blade and fight toward the light.