The cold palace was engulfed in flames, and Consort Lan perished in the fire, her face unrecognizable.

I sat in the He'an Palace, carefully drawing eyebrows.

The Empress's face is truly unsightly.

Thanks to that person's mastery of strange medical arts, he made this human skin mask for me before the Empress could accuse me.

If you don't look closely, you really can't see any flaws.

I didn't want to push the Empress to a dead end, but one must guard against others; if others don't offend me, I won't offend them, but if they do, I will definitely retaliate.

Now that I have this Empress identity, it's much easier to act than before.

Shen Shuhe's biggest folly is wanting to win the Emperor's love.

But the heart of an emperor is unpredictable, filled with power and ambition; where is there room for love?

Even if there is love, it will make way for his grand ambitions.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor requests your presence." A eunuch hurriedly reported.