Her name is Lin Xue. Once a servant in the Prime Minister’s residence, she is now the most favored Consort Zhao in the Great Song dynasty.
Four men surround her:
One is a cold-faced prince who pulled her from icy water and climbed through her palace window just to steal a glimpse of her.
One is the Son of Heaven, who kept her in the harem and treasured her above all, yet personally sent her into another man’s arms.
One is the newly crowned top scholar, who awkwardly kissed her beneath the crabapple blossoms and wrote their marriage contract with his own hand, only to be forced by an imperial decree to marry someone else.
One is the leader of the imperial guards, who calls her “hopelessly stupid” but is the first to vault over the wall whenever she’s in danger.
They all love her. But her fate has always been in her own hands.
From servant to shopkeeper, from palace official to imperial consort, she used a single white peach pastry to pry open the gates of the Great Song court, and the hearts of four men.
She may be his consort, but she has never belonged to him.
Amway! Amway! Amway! ❤️❤️❤️