The candles in the Changxin Palace flickered on and off, off and on again, reflecting Shen Yuheng's pale face and the secret desires of two generations of emperors.
He was once the moonlight hidden behind the brocade tent by Xiao Yan, Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty. He was as gentle as jade and was carefully guarded in the corner of the deep palace. The emperor granted him honor and favor, but also imprisoned him. Those late-night whispers and tenderness were both honey and poison that penetrated the intestines. He thought this was his life, but he didn't expect that after the emperor passed away, the new emperor Xiao Che's eyes had already been fixed on him like a wolf. This young emperor, who had similar facial features to the previous emperor, wanted to use a more fiery and paranoid method to completely capture the "treasure" left by his father.
From the guest on the bed of Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty to the forbidden wife of the new emperor Xiao Che, Shen Yuheng was like a jade that was played with repeatedly, involuntarily in the whirlpool of power and desire. The peach blossoms in Jiangnan have long been an unattainable dream. The high walls of Changxin Palace trapped his body and locked his heart. The favor and plunder of two generations of emperors was a fate he could not escape from, and the ever-burning candle only illuminated the despair and desolation in the room.
This is a deep palace tragedy, describing the involuntary sinking and the endless suffering of love and possession under the shadow of power.
