She is the leader of a mountain tribe, able to read people's hearts and foresee the future.
Three years ago, she met the prince Mu Lin. Mu Lin told her, "Liu Zhi, come back with me. I'll make you the happiest woman in the world."
Three years later, she secretly altered the Celestial Wheel and made Mu Lin emperor. As the price, she endured a heavenly tribulation and had her sorcery sealed.
Now, Mu Lin looks down at her from his throne. "Liu Zhi, do you know what happens when a pawn is no longer useful? Abandoned? No. I send it on its way myself!"
When she was barely clinging to life, she fled the imperial city. As soon as she turned around, she married Gu Qingxu, the richest man in Lanzhou.
He was gentle and considerate at every step, melting the ice in her heart.
He once gave her a love knot, his eyes full of affection. "Thank goodness you married me."
But when he learned that she was the empress and that her sorcery had returned, he sent her straight back to the imperial city without hesitation.
She placed a hand on her already swollen belly and knelt before him.
Cold rain fell on her as she clutched his robe and cried out, "You don't want me anymore, but what about the child? You don't want the child either?"
He kicked her aside. "The child? Is it yours, or mine?"
She froze for a moment, then smiled foolishly at him. "I understand, my lord."
She suddenly pulled the hairpin from her head and plunged it into her belly. The pain was excruciating, but she did not even blink.
Mu Lin looked coldly at her kneeling in the great hall and mocked her. "Have you ever seen a house dog bite its own master? After all those twists and turns, your dear husband has sent you right back to me."
She raised her head. "How much longer do you think you'll be able to call yourself master?"
She still remembered that night when Gu Qingxu had gripped her chin, his eyes filled with hatred and disgust. "Do you know whose throne you took back then? It was mine. You helped Mu Lin take the throne that should have been mine."
A month later, Gu Qingxu returned to the court with the title of prince.
She touched the scar on her belly and smiled scornfully. "Prince Huai, this is the first time you've ever bowed to me. Be sure to get the etiquette right!"