The modern lonely soul once transformed into an abandoned concubine in the deep palace,
There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind, the emperor is cold above, and the beauty is jealous below.
She takes every step of the way, just to live a stable life.
But he happened to bump into the eyes of the Nine-Five Master.
Favor is false, use is true,
Deep love is a dream, coldness is fate.
What I once thought was a heart-to-heart treatment turned out to be nothing more than a carefully arranged game.
Overcoming thorns and thorns for him, enduring humiliation and burden for him,
What he got in exchange was the whole family being executed, a glass of poisonous wine, and three feet of white silk.
The palace walls are high and can lock people in, but not the heart.
Within the red wall, there are piles of bones and hearts turned to ashes.
In this life, she went from a beautiful young girl to a withered soul.
Tears shed on the palace wall, half life is cold, no return date.
