The tall red walls cover up all the filth. Su Wanwan danced in neon clothes and crowned the harem, becoming Xiao Jue's most beloved concubine Wanwan. Her eyes were filled with a seductive aura, and wherever her fingertips brushed, there was a venomous edge hidden there - the phoenix position was her stepping stone, and the imperial power was the ultimate prey.
Everyone knew that this noble concubine was domineering and cruel, but no one dared to expose the ambition behind her eyes. And Xiao Jue, who climbed to the throne of God from the cold palace, is as sinister as a knife tempered with ice, and his reputation for crazy criticism frightens the government and the public. He gave her the highest honor, but he also set up a dragnet in the dark, wanting to see how this thorny rose would wither.
When the charming calculation meets the control of paranoia and madness, the game within the red wall is shocking at every step. She used her charm as a blade to tear open the cracks in power; he used grace as bait in an attempt to trap her in his hands. In this entanglement that started with calculations, was he the first to have feelings that he shouldn't have, or had she already laid out a fatal situation?
In the end, the candlelight flickered in the Jinluan Palace, and she tried her best to make every move; he thought he was in control of the overall situation, but in the end, he missed the last move. After all, both of them tasted the poison of power.
