Blurb
Shen Qingyi was breathtakingly beautiful, with skin like ice and bones like jade.
Countless princes and nobles admired her, yet they all felt too unworthy to ask for her hand.
Unfortunately, such a beauty had been imprisoned by the new emperor, a cruel tyrant.
The once untouchable beauty, cold as frost and snow, was bound with red silk. Delicate gold chains circled her wrists and ankles as she leaned against the new emperor like a trailing vine, begging him to let her go.
But the hateful emperor only tormented her until her eyes brimmed with tears, then murmured, "Imperial Sister."
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Shen Qingyi had a long dream.
In it, she stopped at nothing to claim the throne, climbing over mountains of corpses to reach the highest seat in the grand hall.
In the depths of winter that year, she narrowed her eyes as she walked within the snow-covered palace walls, watching blood stain the snow. The younger imperial brother she had raised with her own hands died at her hands.
When she awoke, she couldn't help but smile faintly.
Even in her dream, she had gotten what she wanted.
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In her previous life,
The person Shen Huan respected most was his cool, radiant Imperial Sister.
Though she was only the late emperor's adopted daughter, her maternal family was a distinguished clan from Longxi, and her uncle commanded half the empire's military forces.
Shen Huan, by contrast, was the son of a foreign servant.
Yet this noble woman would bend down in the dead of winter to take his filthy, frostbitten hand and tuck a warm hand warmer into it.
He put away his spiteful, twisted thoughts and pretended to be gentle and kind, hoping his Imperial Sister would like him.
In the end, she killed him.
To seize his throne.
Cool, calculating beauty in poor health x obsessive, brutal young emperor
Theme: A dream in spring