Viciously Pampered

If she wanted to carve a path to the heavens from the mud, she would climb upward by any means necessary. Zhao Zhao: "The underworld does not accept the ghosts of the living; though my crimes are manifold, I have no regrets." —— When she encountered the unreachable Zhan Xiuyi, Zhao Zhao was still young. With a pale face and a thin frame, she possessed a frail appearance, yet when a sword tip was pressed against her brow, she challenged him "Your Highness the Heir, we have a long time ahead of us." Zhan Xiuyi said coldly, "I do not remember the names of prostitutes. They dirty my ears." Later, much later. The mountains and rivers were in turmoil, and a new court rose to power. Within the Golden Throne Hall, the new Emperor reached out his hand to the only female Chancellor in the dynasty's hundred-year history. "Zhao Zhao, come to my side." Zhao Zhao smiled: "I do not take orders from puppets. There is no need."