She Moves a Piece, the World Trembles

She tore apart the illusion of marriage with her own hands—and fled, wounded and alone.



On a stormy night, she sought shelter in the camp of the Third Prince, asking for nothing more than a chance to live.

Instead, she rewrote fate with a single page of strategy.



Side by side with the exiled general Yan Hanjiang, she shattered traps and broke through siege after siege—until the empire was forced to remember a woman’s wit and daring.



From wanted fugitive to court strategist, she rose—unapologetically brilliant, ruthlessly precise.

She argued, commanded, calculated—never bowed, never broke.



They said she was arrogant. Unfeeling.

She said, “They accuse me of stealing the spotlight? Good. Let me stand at the highest court, then.”



She would not be Empress. She would be Emperor.



And the love she never dared speak, she buried behind her sword—

on the golden steps of power.



“If you never promised me an ending—then I’ll write the beginning myself.”