She was once the legitimate daughter of the Imperial Tutor's house who was well-dressed and well-fed, but once she fell into trouble, she became the meanest medicine slave in the Eastern Palace. Everyone can be bullied, and every day he tries his poison, and his life is worse than that of a dog in the East Palace. Until that day, she fell at the feet of the prince with poisonous hair. The man tied up his hair with a golden crown and wore a brocade robe like ink. He held her chin and chuckled: "I don't want to raise waste in the East Palace. If you want to survive? Then... Be the crown princess of the orphan." She lowered her eyebrows and swallowed the blood that surged to her throat, and responded with a trembling voice. Everyone in the capital said that she had a good destiny, and she rose from the quagmire to the sky in one step. Only she knew that the jade bottle of antidote that slipped from the prince's sleeve that day was engraved with the old emblem of her father, the Taifu Mansion. It turns out that this game of chess started from the first step she took into the East Palace...
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It's that kind of indescribable love where each other learns from each other,
It's that kind of indescribable love where each other learns from each other,