Watching Big Ruyi Make a Scene in the Harem

“One family casts her aside, another fights to claim her. A single Wan turns earth into gold. Is kindness truly kind? Why should they not fight? Like snow, like ice, she gleams white as frost.”

A roof over her head, gold for a crown. At twenty-eight, three thousand pairs of eyes turn away. More captivating than flowers, her life is as fragile as paper.

(No saintly heroine, only palace intrigue, no foolish romance, and a sweet-faced schemer with a dark heart.)