The Meng family is the most powerful in the north. Its third daughter was lost outside the family, and by the time she was found years later, her personality had changed completely. “If you don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with you. But you shouldn’t have touched my people or crossed me!”
Her father’s unexpected death thrust her into the ruthless struggle for power within the royal family. On her wedding night, she pointed at the prince spying from the rafters and yelled at the old emperor, “I’m younger than your son!”
The old emperor obligingly kicked the bucket, and Meng Yao could only lament: the new emperor was petty, even worse than his father.
“Yan Nanze, get lost! I have no interest in your throne! ... What, you want me to hand over my military command? As if! You ungrateful wretch! ... Y-you, what are you doing?!”
Scene One:
“Your Majesty, the Emperor has been staring at you for ages.”
“Let him stare. I’m kindhearted and beautiful, so naturally he can’t look away!”
“But his gaze is colder than ice!”
“Is His Majesty worried I’m too hot, and trying to cool me down?” The woman tilted her head and grinned without a shred of shame.
Scene Two:
“Miss, a letter from Young General Meng at the border.” Her first confidante handed over a dust-stained letter.
“Miss, the Prime Minister’s poem has arrived.” Her second confidante handed over the poem, as if this were nothing unusual.
“Your Majesty the Empress Dowager, the prince came to the palace today and sent you a painting.” A palace maid reported from the outer hall.
The woman accepted everything without a second thought, oblivious to the terrifying look on the face of the man who had just entered the inner chamber. “Meng Yao!”
“Does His Majesty need something?” She blinked innocently.
Scene Three:
“You think you can leave unscathed? Dream on. Even if you have to die of old age in the palace, you’ll keep me company, Empress Dowager!”
As she made her way south to Jiangnan, the man’s vicious words suddenly rang in her ears. People were chatting by the roadside:
“Hey, did you hear? The Empress Dowager of the northern kingdom went to Beishan Temple to pray for blessings and was burned to death!”
“Sure did. They say the Zuo family, who’ve always been at odds with the Empress Dowager’s clan, did it!”
“Wait, isn’t the Zuo family’s daughter the Empress?!”
“That’s exactly why they had to...” One person drew a hand across his throat. “The northern harem will belong to Empress Shangguan now!”
Inside the carriage, she smiled serenely. Yan Nanze, you really never pass up a chance to turn anything to your advantage!