Feng Hua Lu: the Reborn Princess's Strategy for Power

Deep in the red wall, one game of chess trapped two lives. In her previous life, she bid farewell to the cold winter at the age of thirty-five with poisonous wine, and the old scars on her wrists still remember the determination she made when she broke the needlework - the poisonous wine was the poison that he handed to her with his own hands, the child was the blade that she fed with blood and tears, and buried in the red wall was herself who had been meek and meek for half her life but with only the bones left. In this life, she opened her eyes at the tender age of five, cut off the embroidery to make an oath, tempered her plans with poisonous wine, and weaved ten years of planning into a web. How to simmer poisonous wine to bring out the flavor of the country? What kind of backhand is hidden in the broken embroidery? Let's watch the reborn person use the phoenix bone as a chess piece, and in the shadow of the palace wall, step by step unravel the puzzle of "why he died" and "how to live as a chess player".