Meng Yunchu was innocent and naive when her father sent her into the imperial harem. But the others there were no angels. Spiked shoes, poisoned rouge: the mildest schemes framed others, while the worst ended in “suicide to escape punishment.” Had she not supported one another with her close friend, how could she have stood against such cunning opponents? Yet after all they had been through, she looked back and realized that the person beside her was the most dangerous of all. What kind of trap had she been led into? Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have been falsely accused! Her cries were soaked in blood, every word a stab to the heart. Could their former affection still be salvaged?
