The emperor died too soon, and I became Empress Dowager at a young age.
To secure my son’s throne, I had no choice but to yield to the Prince Regent and become his illicit lover.
Later, when my son came of age, he finally reclaimed imperial power.
I sent the Prince Regent to the underworld with a cup of poisoned wine.
But I never imagined the Prince Regent had poisoned me as well.
As I coughed up blood in agony, he held me tightly in his arms and laughed madly in my ear: “If we die, we die together. Once we’re dead, we can be reborn together.”
Our blood mingled, and neither of us met a good end.
Before I died, through the haze, I thought: I had been such a pathetic Empress Dowager.
I had never lived a single good day.
If I truly could be reborn, I would stay far, far away from those two: the short-lived ghost and the madman.
But I did not get to be reborn into another life. Instead, I was reborn at the palace banquet where marriages were decreed.
The Crown Prince was about to hand the one and only Phoenix-patterned Jade Pendant to the woman he loved.
His gaze lingered on my face for an instant, as if he had made up his mind to give the pendant to me.
The next moment, I lowered my head and shifted slightly aside, letting him see Song Xiuying behind me clearly.
She was the one who had shared life and death with him in my previous life.
