She has been dressed as a man since she was born, and the journey to the court is extremely difficult and dangerous. Is she the young general with a simple mind and well-developed limbs, or the child bride with a paranoid heart, or the poor prince who has been lonely since childhood?
A jar of bitter concoction, a shocking secret sealed in beeswax. He (she?) Is a lonely minister who is famous all over the world, a food delivery person who walks thousands of miles alone in the wind and snow, and an imperial master deep in the palace. The old enemies of ice and fire, the twisted marriage contract, the spying in the dark... When the "Heavenly Eunuch" becomes the fig leaf of the bloody contract, and when the "Emperor Master" steps into the most dangerous chess game, can this body, which is imprisoned by many shackles, guard the lone star with a clear conscience in the abyss of power struggle and identity?
