In reality, she was proficient in all the noble arts. Had she not been confined to the palace, the so-called "Twin Beauties of the Capital City" would have served only to highlight her own brilliance.
But people only believe what they want to believe, never caring for the truth. The grass on her grave grew waist-high, yet not a single person spared her a thought.
The royal family's affection was paper-thin. No matter how hard she strived for excellence, she was still just a rag to be carelessly discarded.
Ming Huang's eyes flew open. Looking at the scene before her, she was momentarily disoriented, unsure of where she was.
But when she looked down, she saw that her hands were long, slender, and fair—nothing like the chubby appendages they used to be.
Her gaze trembling, she threw back the Beast Skins and saw her long, slender legs. When she stood up, she could clearly feel it—she had grown taller!
