Summary
His first decree after ascending the throne was to sentence me to lingchi.
The entire court says the New Emperor is cold-hearted, but only I know that he hates me-and he has every right to. Five years ago, I was the one who stood in the Golden Hall and personally accused him of treason, sending him to the wind and snow of the Northern Lands to die.
But no one knows that every day he has lived since then was a day of life borrowed from my own body.