Lin Wan, a concubine from the Wailang family who was a member of the civil service, was forced to enter the palace draft for her sister. Everyone said that she was meek and timid, a filler. The queen regarded her as a pawn, the noble concubines used her as a target, and even the lower-ranking concubines dared to step on her. Lin Wan lowered her head to embroider a handkerchief, and the tip of the needle passed over her fingertips, revealing a little scarlet. She twisted the red color and remembered the yellowed medicine book that her biological mother had thrust into her hand before she died, and her hoarse words: "Wan'er, hide it and don't tell anyone." In this cannibalistic palace, being unfavored is a dead end, and being favored is a target of public criticism. She insisted on taking the third path.
