When a concubine entered the palace, she originally thought she was going to be a beloved concubine, but later she discovered that the emperor was playing a game of chess, and she was going to be the one to lift the chessboard.
There is an unwritten rule in Jinan's Yun family: the only daughter is as painful as an eyeball.
Yun Ruowu is that eyeball.
So what if I'm a commoner? Her father and brother supported her, and her mistress gave in. Whatever she wanted in the past sixteen years, there was nothing she couldn't reach.
Until a draft edict sent her to the palace.
The emperor is young and not as gray-haired as written in the book.
He frowned when he was correcting the paper, but smiled when he listened to her playing the pipa.
She thought this was the best husband in the world.
But the palace is not Jinan Mansion. The queen looked at her with a knife hidden in her eyes, and the wind in the harem never stopped. Her pampering here is not cuteness, but a handle; her sincerity here is not sincerity, but a flaw.
Once, twice, three times - she hit the wall before she understood:
No one in this palace is innocent.
Including herself.
Please always believe in Miaomiao's Yun family~