Jing Yuyan understood the rules the first day she entered the harem. Those who want to be favored must be able to sing and dance, and those who want to be superior must be able to recite poems and write poems. But she doesn't know any of it. All she would do was lie flat. She found it too noisy when the emperor came, but she was happy and at ease when the emperor didn't come. She thought that as long as she didn't fight or grab, she could eat and die, but the hemorrhoid ointment brought disaster, Coptis chinensis soup became famous, and even the palace fights became a funny scene. The emperor said she looked like an orange cat, and the concubine said she was a disaster star. She sat in the rocking chair, flipped through the anecdotes and yawned - don't worry, this is just the beginning.
