The harem is destined to be a battlefield for a group of beauties with gorgeous clothes and bright faces.
There is no smoke and gunpowder here, no swords and swords.
But a charming smile, a slight turn of bright eyes, even a small joke.
It can affect a person's life or death.
The people inside are careful in everything, walking on thin ice, but they also think of ways to kill others.
So the smell of death is everywhere here.
This strange death may be silent or violent.