In troubled times, human life is worse than that of dogs. When Yu Luying met Zhang Liang for the first time, she thought she was going to be ripped apart by this man with sinister eyes.
He is a wild child who relies on divination and witchcraft to earn a living, and she is a wandering orphan girl who is so hungry that stars appear in her eyes. Zhang Liang looked at her like he was looking at a piece of grain reserve. Yu Luying tried her best to escape from him, even betraying him in the conspiracy. Later, they were both tied to a mass grave.
They lived in hostility for a period of time - he relied on fortune-telling in exchange for food, and occasionally she would hang on to him for a while; she secretly learned his divination formulas and drew crooked talismans on the way to escape. No one said they were protecting whom, but no one really regarded anyone as someone on the chopping block.
When Yu Luying was fifteen, she grew into a gorgeous beauty. Although she usually concealed herself, she was still spotted and snatched away. Zhang Liang rushed at her like crazy and was beaten to the point where her legs were broken. She was still muttering, "She shouldn't die."
When Yu Luying was snatched away, he looked back at him lying in the mud, and had only one thought in his mind: live and live better than anyone else.
They met again three years later. Yu Luying was already the favored concubine of the new emperor. At the palace banquet, she bumped into the little eunuch sweeping the floor with his head down. He lowered his head, and there was a hideous scar on his Adam's apple. The only way he looked at her was with the stubbornness he had when he was telling fortunes.
"Zhang Liang?" She held the wine glass, her fingertips trembling slightly.
The little eunuch raised his head suddenly, then hurriedly lowered his head. After a while, he squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat: "Your Majesty... Your horoscope shows that this year, you can win the world."
Later, on the night of the palace coup, Yu Luying stood beside the blood-stained dragon chair, looking at the man with a broken leg and no Adam's apple, and used witchcraft to block the last cold arrow for her.
She finally understood how he had planned her fate back then.
What he was thinking about was how to crush his own bones and pave her way to the throne.
Purpose: Save yourself from fire and water thousands of times