A general's illegitimate daughter, she has endured the bitter strife between legitimate and illegitimate children in her family. Uninterested in the palace selection, she nevertheless becomes a prince's principal consort;
A wicked prince stages a palace coup to seize the throne, and her husband unexpectedly becomes emperor. Pregnant and fleeing a plague, she is hunted across the land;
With warhorses thundering, troops arrayed on the battlefield, and northern winds carrying the smoke of war, her tender heart is forged into unyielding steel;
Returning from the brink of death, she endures humiliation to seek revenge, only to discover that someone else was behind the plot against her all along;
She watches the mantis stalk the cicada, never noticing the oriole behind her;
After narrowly escaping one deadly peril after another, she is made empress by her calculating husband.
They promised to grow old together, yet she ends up alone.
What is love, if it leaves two people facing one another in silence, with only a thousand lines of tears to say?
The Purple Star Divine Palace, where the emperors of the Great Zhou dwell.
The former court and the inner palace: ministers and consorts rise and fall in favor and disgrace. Some soar to the heights, while others are reduced to ashes.
There is love and hatred that shake the heavens, and intrigue that drifts beneath a subtle fragrance.
The realm, the people, delicate shoulders and an iron will: a heroine in rouge...
Amid poetry and the chime of dangling ornaments, a tale of bitter palace woe unfolds...
