Your Majesty, You Mustn’t Touch This Bewitching Consort

Once you enter the palace, it is like plunging into a sea. She enters as a palace maid, but before she knows it, she is caught up in the harem’s power struggles... Can her fate still be as fortunate as before?! “Why are you kneeling in the road on a snowy day?” A sharp, stern voice rings out. A tall figure stands beside her, as if sheltering her beneath a little piece of the sky. “Your Majesty... This servant...” She looks up at him, tears in her eyes and an aggrieved, pitiful expression on her face. Even her fair, delicate neck flushes faintly red. He pauses, brows knitted, and reaches out to help her up. But she suddenly grabs his hand and presses her whole body against him.