The candles burn night after night. Three thousand beauties bloom like flowers, each with her own thoughts as she quietly awaits the emperor's attention.
The young emperor rolls a gilded register between his fingers, his gaze passing over names that are by turns charming, gentle, and clever. His seemingly casual turning of the pages conceals careful calculations and favoritism.
On snowy nights, he has trampled through jade-like blossoms just to revisit old memories with a neglected consort. After turmoil in court, he has kept a calculating noble consort alone to play chess with him until dawn. And once, a young woman from the common folk said something so innocent that he made an exception and stayed with her for half a month.
The dragon bed stirs with intrigue. Favor is both honey and a blade: some use it to dominate the imperial harem, while others fall into the abyss because of it.
As family interests and romantic feelings intertwine beside the dragon bed, every choice affects the fate of countless women behind the vermilion walls, and writes a game of love and hate from which no one can escape.
