Fengque Yumou

A hosta shatters mountains and rivers, half a game of chess is left to determine the outcome In the autumn of the 23rd year of Taiping, the legitimate daughter of the Su family took out a blood-stained jade hosta from the secret box in the ancestral hall. The tail of the hairpin is engraved with the lost phoenix pattern of the previous dynasty, and what is hidden in the secret compartment is not the boudoir rouge, but half of the "Xuanji Kan Map" that overturned the country. Everyone in the world knew that Su Chenbi was a weak girl, but they didn't know that she could stir up troubles in six tribes with a broken hairpin. Jiang Heqing entered the capital wearing a skin with broken bones and disease. Under the red robe of the number one scholar was the list of three thousand dead men in Xuanji Pavilion. The Jinghong Sword in his sleeve revealed the pickled blood scabs from the marriage case in the Western Regions twenty years ago. He gave her the poisoned Galan Incense, and she gave him the blade-hardened Phoenix Lock. The sparks from the clash of swords at the Qionglin Banquet burned through the mask. The bones of the former prince were buried in the scriptures in the Buddhist hall, and the poison of regicide was quenched in the cinnabar of the imperial court. "Master Jiang, it's hard to act with this weak disease." She crushed the antidote and let the strange poison from the Western Region seep into his wrist veins. "It's not as good as Miss Su who has been pretending to be stupid for ten years, and even the engagement contract can be a bet." He smiled and tightened his grip on her throat, but his fingertips blocked the poisonous cold arrow for her. When the eldest princess's beads strung the nine-layered palace with blood, Shen Bi finally unfolded the phoenix golden scroll left by her mother—— It turns out that from Langya Villa to Xuanji Pavilion, from Hanjiang Alliance to Yulin Army, this world chess game was made into a dead end by two women using hostas and sword tassels as early as sixteen years ago. "Do you want this throne?" He pointed his sword at the dragon chair, his eyes smiling like the poisonous moon. "I want the rust on the dragon chair to be soaked with the blood of women all over the world." She tore up the Zen edict and inserted the hosta into the Phoenix totem at the highest point of the Ancestral Temple. Purpose: "Jade shatters, mountains and rivers wake up, red makeup offers sacrifices to the common people" - Breaking the traditional female competition framework in palace battles, writing about how the women's alliance used resourcefulness to tear apart the feudal shackles - The game between the two powers reveals the grayscale of human nature: how ambition and compassion coexist