Chapter 2 · free to read
Morning after my first night in a killer's skin. If Wanqing hid poison here, she did not hide it alone.
So Wanqing was a hand, not a mind. Someone above her aimed the blade at me. And this trembling girl is the only witness left alive.
In the harem, a summons wears a smile. Consort Li — the Dowager's favorite, and the one who gained the most when I hanged.
The banquet. Every rival at one table, and a cup at my place that no one else would touch.
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