Yun Hui had been alone since childhood, relying on her grandmother for everything. Little did she know that life could be stranger than fiction: she was the daughter of the prime minister who had been left outside the family home.
She thought at last she would enjoy her family's affection, but all that awaited her was one scheme after another.
They only wanted to climb the ladder of power. They sent her to the prince's residence as a concubine to smooth things over for her older sister.
Her sister was born to wealth and destined to become the crown princess,
while she was nothing more than a lowly castoff.
But even a castoff might one day be cherished. In the eyes of the world, the prince was cold and ruthless, a battlefield hero who had fallen in his youth, and a sinister King of Hell after his injury.
But to Yun Hui, he was the moon in the heavens: cool and distant, yet never cruel. On the dark nights when she was hurt, he could always give her warmth.
He told her she was a bright, beautiful moon, too.
The moon belongs high in the sky.
