
Zhao Changning entered the palace at the age of eight and began serving the emperor at twelve. Eight years have passed since then.
Before her, imperial female officials were replaced every ten days to half a month, with the shortest lasting only a day. Everyone knew it was not an easy job, but she persevered.
Since she arrived, the old emperor, who was sickly, suspicious, and increasingly tyrannical, never changed his imperial female official. She was one of the Yong'an Emperor's most trusted and reliable people during his fifty-two-year reign. He even entrusted one of the succession edicts to her before his death.
But only she knew the true taste of it all. Zhao Changning calmly read the edict, looking at the new emperor kneeling before her, yet her heart was tumultuous. Power truly is a good thing, even if it's just wielding a chicken feather as if it were a command flag.
She knew that a new struggle for power was about to begin. What fate awaited her? Compared to male affection, she preferred what men desired: power, status, and money for enjoyment.
Zhao Changning was not a good person; for these things, she dared to do anything. "Heaven and Earth will destroy those who do not act for themselves."