A modern person fell into the palace of the Han Dynasty during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty and became a humble maid Ling tide. She possesses vague historical knowledge and knows that the empire will turn from prosperity to decline, but as a daughter, she is trapped in power struggles and gender shackles, unable to make her own decisions.
From a chess piece in the Han Dynasty palace to the "favorite concubine" of the great grandson Zhu Zhanji, she walked a razor-edged path. He was given as a gift, used as a spy, endured unimaginable humiliation and torture, and threw himself into the river twice to seek death, but was saved both times by his grandson Zhu Zhanji. In the midst of a mad collapse, she wept and predicted the fate of the country and revealed a shocking secret from the future.
She stepped into the East Palace in the name of "Sun" and entered the situation with her own body. In the deep palace, the relationship evolves subtly: he is both her cage and her only refuge; she is both his "prophet" and a mirror, and also his intractable knot. They test, use and rely on each other, struggling hard between the torrent of history and personal emotions.
This is a struggle like a moth to a flame, a tragic song composed within the high walls of a deep palace by a soul who knows the outcome but cannot change his fate. From Yongle to Orthodoxy, from the Han Dynasty's rebellion to the coup, she witnessed glory, and also experienced decline. She was ups and downs between personal love and hate and the fate of her family and country, and finally understood that maybe giving everything she had could only stir up an invisible ripple in the long river of history.
Intention: The wheel of history is rolling forward. How can one person save the building from falling?