A Drunken Morning Among the Flowers

A noblewoman of the former dynasty is branded an outlaw overnight, forced to bear the shackles of a “beauty who brought ruin to the nation.” The power struggles in the imperial palace are as sharp as knives, with whirlpools at every turn. How can she struggle to survive when all hope seems lost?

Should she parley with the seemingly refined but rotten-to-the-core Chancellor, or match wits with the mad, obsessive emperor of the new dynasty? Faced with the unfathomable nature of humanity, every choice she makes could determine whether she lives or dies.

No matter how brightly the capital’s flowers bloom, they cannot conceal the rot and bloodshed beneath. Everyone claims to be acting for the greater good, but has anyone ever asked her what she did wrong?

“Her? She’s the famous young lady of the Bai family, known throughout the capital.”

“You remembered my name so quickly?”

“What a strong smell of blood... Can you smell it, Your Highness Consort Yuan?”

“So you knew the truth all along. How does it feel to kill me with your own hands?”

“Shen Qingcheng, I’ll die with you.”

Flowers bloom and fall. Was it all a nightmare, or a doomed bond impossible to break? This deadly game of wits must finally reach its conclusion in the Golden Palace of Nine Luan.

(Not a one-couple-only romance; happy ending)