Shen Qingci, the concubine of the household minister's house, has been living in the hands of her aunt since she was a child. An imperial edict broke the peace, and the eldest sister was unwilling to enter the palace, so she was forced to marry as a substitute. Within the walls of the Vermilion Palace, there is no sisterly love, only life and death. Shen Qingci pinched the bag of arsenic in his hand and thought of his biological mother's tears before leaving home - either stepping on others to climb up, or becoming the mud under others' feet.
