The snow fell extremely early in the seventh year of Yonghe. When I stepped into the Tai Chi Hall with broken jade on the ground, the blood stains on the gold bricks had not yet solidified. The dying emperor clutched my gold-woven Zhai clothes, and his jade fingers glowed coldly under the candlelight: "Zhaoyang, you are finally here."
I leaned over and picked up the Seven-Star Sword that had fallen on the dragon bed. The hilt was wrapped with faded tassels - the same ones I personally tied to my brother's sword during the Lantern Festival last year. There was the sound of armor clashing outside the hall, the dark iron mask of the Imperial Army Commander Pei Zhao reflected the firelight, and the arrow tips of the eight hundred Qilin guards behind him were all aimed at my throat.
"The eldest princess is regicide and treason, and she will be killed without mercy!"
I chuckled lightly and raised my foot to crush half of the Tiger Talisman on the ground. White jade fragments mixed with blood beads splashed onto Pei Zhao's silver armor. The moment his pupils shrank suddenly, I stabbed the Seven Star Sword into the coiled dragon pillar behind the throne. Amidst the roar of the mechanism, the floor tiles of the entire Tai Chi Palace flipped over, revealing the basalt edict that had been buried for twenty years.
"The late emperor's edict is here, and I want to take a look at it today -" I broke the red rope around my neck, and the phoenix blood jade pendant fit tightly into the depression of the edict, "Who is plotting rebellion!"
Concept: Millions of years of love and hatred between the heroine and the hero