The real world.
Great Rong Country Palace.
Qiann Yan was dressed and assisted by the Palace Attendant, her beautiful eyes gazing at the huge and clear mirror before her.
This was obtained from the hands of a conqueror. Although she bore scars from the fire on her face, she did not fear looking in the mirror. Having been reborn countless times, she calmly faced all this.
The hair crown worn by the person in the mirror was exquisite and noble, fitting well with the dark imperial robes embroidered with gold threads, and the silver mask on her face added to her mystery.
She appeared to be thirteen or fourteen years old. If nothing unexpected happened, this lifetime should remain unchanged, neither aging nor growing.
She composed herself and made her way to Jinluan Hall.
Jinluan Hall.
Qiann Yan leaned lightly against the chair, her gaze coldly sweeping over the ministers below: "Speak swiftly if you have matters to discuss, otherwise dismiss the court."
