In this deep palace, the days always seem long and lonely. I, Consort Jing, have been confined within these four palace walls for many years, watching flowers bloom and fade, clouds drift and gather, yet I have never received the warmth that belongs to me. Since entering the Prince's residence, I have been assigned to Consort Hua's palace, hoping to receive some favor from the Emperor. But who could have foreseen that Consort Hua's exclusive favor and her domineering nature would make my days in the palace feel like walking on thin ice? The scent of Huan Yi Xiang permeates every corner of Yi Kun Palace. At first, the fragrance was rich and sweet, but later I learned that it was the culprit behind my inability to conceive.
