The old bones of a concubine and a blood-stained token were dug up again from the dust of the cold palace. Zhao Shunkang, the eunuch in charge of this place, just wants to guard the little eunuch he picked up and the earth-bound spirit under the eaves, and barely survive in this cannibalistic world.
However, the trees want to be still, but the wind never stops. The forged "relics" were sent back intact in the middle of the night. The young puppet emperor cast a playful gaze on the ruins, and the powerful "sister" had once again twisted the fatal thread between her fingers.
When the spectators enter the game and the chess pieces wake up, this old chess game with the palace as the board and human lives as the pieces finally comes to the last and final "variable" that should not exist.
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[Work Statement] This work is only an OC product and does not contain any intention
[Tips if you're reading this] It's not a fast-paced suspense story, it focuses on atmosphere and group portraits, and it's slow-burning. The relationship between the characters is complex, including multi-directional emotional descriptions and multi-angle relationships.
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