Emperor Xiao, Remnant Queen

"By God's blessing, the emperor decreed that Queen Qin Xiyu poisoned the queen mother and murdered the emperor's heir. It was a heinous crime. Her eyes were gouged out and she was given the name 'Crippled Queen'. She will never be able to step out of the cold palace!" Qin Xiyu, an orphan girl who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, accidentally traveled through time and became Princess Xiyu, the adopted daughter of the emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Not only does he have the ghostly face of a Rakshasa, but he also has to endure cold poison torture at the beginning of every month that is worse than death. After fifteen years of devoted love, he was ruthlessly betrayed and cruelly hurt by his beloved. Deeply trapped in the palace disputes, the chaos of the country, the mystery of her life experience, and the various conspiracies and intrigues issued by the late emperor, where should she go? Returning again, what kind of bloody storm will she set off after Nirvana and rebirth, causing the mountains and rivers to tremble and the world to be in an uproar? In the end, who will look down on the world side by side with her and live a hundred years together? Fragment one: The stern man in a desperate situation looked at the woman not far away affectionately: "Yu'er, I am lucky to be able to love you in this life. If I am lucky enough to survive, I will come back to you and wait for me!" The woman with empty eyes was ugly and silent, unmoved. The man dressed in bright yellow held the woman in his arms and stared at the stern man, with a majestic look on his face that revealed sinister and bloodthirsty killing intent. "She is my queen in life and death! Anyone who comes will be killed without mercy!" In an instant, arrows rained from the sky and flew towards the stern man. . . . . . Fragment two: In the dark and damp dungeon, the woman stood with her hands behind her hands, her graceful appearance exuding a sense of coldness and arrogance. "Xi'er, I was wrong, please forgive me, okay?" Looking at the regretful and begging man in a low voice, the woman smiled like fireworks, but her voice was as cold as ice: "As long as you gouge out her eyes with your own hands and send her to the military camp to comfort the soldiers, I might consider it!" "No!" The man defended the person in the corner with a malicious look: "I am sorry for you, it has nothing to do with her, please let her go!" "If it weren't for her, how could I be where I am today?" The woman's face was as clear as snow, and she approached step by step: "Don't you want to know how she treated your biological father?" Fragment three: In the dead of night, an evil man stares at a woman who is writing at a desk. Her clothes are half-undressed, and her fair and sexy skin is particularly alluring in the flickering candlelight. "Girl, why don't we do something meaningful with such beautiful scenery?" "For example..." The woman didn't even raise her head. "Create a human!" The man's smile suddenly stopped, and he stretched out his hand to hold the dagger blade against his important part. A trace of bitterness flashed in his charming eyes: "What are you doing?" The woman raised her eyes slightly, her smile blooming like a poppy. . . . . .