When a Mad Flower Blooms in the Imperial Palace

“If you want to survive, Bishua. Keep your eyes on the ground. Don’t covet the sky. Live quietly, holding your breath, like a rat.”

Crushed by that one poisonous line, she crawled along the bottom as the fool princess, the crazy princess, but what came back was only death. Before her stood another being, tangled together with rage and hatred. A fate in which one is chosen. Thus, the mad princess returns.

“I will become emperor.”