Han Chunhua's face paled even further. To say she was scared was an understatement. To be honest, she couldn't even tell what she felt now. She was really unreconciled to be treated like this by her 'step-sister'.

She had taken away her beauty, good name, and man but yet this bitch wasn't dead yet despite all the efforts she made. She felt like a champion who was robbed of his trophy by a weakling he had always ignored. A weakling who could squeeze him to death easily.

She had gone to great lengths to get charms from a sorcerer in order to make the emperor love only her and favor...