I am the Queen Mother of Daning, but I am one year younger than the Emperor. He hates me to the core and wants to skin me and cramp me every day.
But he didn't know that the poison in his body was connected to my life. If I die, he will die.
Yesterday he pinched my neck and forced me to return to power, but today he asked me with red eyes: "If I marry you, can I have half of the world?"
Intent: The intertwining of machinations and affection, the redemption and growth among the strong
