When she first met him, he was dressed in purple robe, and his stern face was like that of a celestial being. She smiled gracefully, rubbed her hands full of candied haws of sugar crumbs on his white sleeves, pulled him to point to the man in purple robe and said, look, how handsome he is, if you can marry such a man. Man, how many people must be envious of him, he just looked at her faint smile... How many years later, when she thought of the joke that turned out to be a prophecy, how did she feel? But at that time, the young man in white shirt who only stared at her and smiled had long since disappeared. By my side... There is a sinister prince, two bodyguards with very different personalities, a fake official lady, an eccentric little girl, and a cult woman who is sometimes good and sometimes evil. Her lover has passed away. Is the person next to me a good person or a devil? People's emotional entanglements, the struggles in the dynasty, whether they are sincere or fake, whether they are sadistic or tender, whether they face their hearts bravely or avoid mutual torture, the love they give, the hearts they surrender, in the end, will there be a good ending...