When the Crown Prince ascended the throne, he installed his Crown Prince’s Secondary Consort as the Empress.
The reason was simple.
It was written in the Destiny Book that his first Empress would die from a hail of arrows piercing her heart.
On the day the imperial decree for the installation was issued, my elder sister-the Crown Princess Shen Chengyun-entered my palace with a beaming smile and gave a rather sloppy bow.
“This consort offers her congratulations to the Empress.”
She leaned in close, her bright red lips curling into a venomous sneer.
“Shen Ruoruo, you’d better cherish these few days of luxury. Don’t get too ahead of yourself, though. If you do anything to upset me… well, whether you receive an honorable posthumous title after you die will be entirely up to me.”
“Is that so?”
I took a step back and spoke in a low, steady voice.
“Then Sister had better make sure she doesn’t die before I do.”
