The Evil Emperor's Cold Consort

A selection contest transformed her from a daughter of a concubine into an imperial consort. A sparrow had flown up to a branch, but could it become a phoenix?

Entering the palace, competing in the selection, becoming a consort: it all seemed to follow naturally. Her becoming a consort was no more than a word from her elder sister, the Empress. How could she not know what her sister was after?

She did not want to become a consort, and he did not want to take one. The two of them, neither harboring any love for the other, were forced together. All they had between them was exploitation and deals, torment and hurt!

He doted on her, loved her, and even tormented her, all for the sake of protecting the woman he loved. She rejected him, hated him, and eventually submitted to him, all to keep her dearest family from harm.

The palace caught fire. She escaped by sheer luck, survived the disaster, and returned through the flames. He wiped out her entire clan, and she took the lives of his consorts. Was it not simply a contest to see who could be more ruthless?

Could the evil, ruthless Emperor overcome the stubbornness of the cold-hearted consort?

In the end, she overturned everyone else's expectations, yet could not change her own fate. She could never escape her entanglement with him. They had hurt and hated each other, and loved each other too. In the end, who would be the one she called her lord?