The Empress of Wealth

One mistake, and she killed the man she had loved more than anyone in her life.

That night, rivers of blood ran through the streets.

That night, she watched the warmth in his eyes turn to icy hatred.

“Don’t you dare die!” Those were his last words, a punishment that left her forever unable to escape, forced to endure the torment day and night.

He was the most exalted emperor of the Fengyan Dynasty.

She was the most lowly empress in the imperial harem.

She had long since grown numb to the physical abuse.

Her heart was dead, shattered beyond repair.

His torment and humiliation were nothing but a release for her, a punishment for all her sins.

She lived on indifferently in the harem until she uncovered a shocking secret.

Everything before her was tangled in a bewildering web.

The person who had supposedly died returned once more, unleashing a storm of blood and slaughter.

But what had all her suffering been for?

Emperors were heartless. Only now did she realize she had been nothing but a pawn.

But had they underestimated her?

She, who had once lived for love,

who had once been the most pitiful empress in the Fengyan palace,

was now peerless in her splendor. She sneered at the world, a martial arts master of unparalleled skill.

She possessed wealth and power that even emperors envied, and the empress’s throne in either of two prosperous dynasties awaited her choice.

But that depended on whether she was willing to be their empress!