Wen Yan spent fifteen years as Xiao Huai An's consort, simmering soups, embroidering talismans, and circling names of sinister officials in midnight memorials so that her family's glory became the knife he wielded.
That same knife turned on her dearest ones, the proofs she gathered used to accuse her of slander while the forbidden army guarded her as a fallen prisoner in the snow-covered cold palace.
She leapt from Moon Gazing Tower only to awaken at the carved pearwood table in the twenty-fifth year of Changle, the crown prince still pinching her cheek and praising her policy essay.
Can she break the worldly chains before they lead her clan to ruin once more?
