The Complete Book of the Regent's Harem in Chang'an Rebellion

In the late spring of March, the fourth year of Yongxi's reign, the apricot blossoms in Chang'an City were in full bloom. However, the prosperity of the imperial capital has nothing to do with the cold corner inside the palace wall. Northeast of Weiyang Palace, in a side courtyard next to Leng Palace, a woman suddenly opened her eyes. "My dear! My dear, you're awake!" A small cry burst from his ears, and Su Jinshu—no, the woman living in this body now—suddenly sat up, almost colliding with the little girl kneeling beside the bed crying. "Mother, are you okay? The imperial doctor said that you are probably..." The little girl cried so hard that she couldn't continue speaking in the middle of her sentence and buried her head in sobs. Su Jinshu watched all this in silence. It took her about three breaths to confirm one thing: she had traveled through time. This is something that a modern law graduate student would never think of when working overtime late at night. But now she was lying on this wooden bed that smelled of old age, wearing an old silk and satin pajamas that had obviously been downgraded. The gold embroidery on the bed tent had faded, and there was thick dust on the window lattice - everything was silently explaining that this was a cold palace. She is a useless concubine. Her name is Su, the daughter of the prime minister. She was married to the palace by the emperor two years ago. She was thrown into the cold palace for "immorality" half a year ago. A few days ago... She committed suicide by taking poison. Su Jinshu spent a few seconds going through the original person's memory and sorting out the key information. No, it wasn't suicide - the original person was forced to die. "Xiao Qing." She said, her voice a little hoarse, "Come here and tell me what happened last night."