The orioles and swallows are like three thousand weak waters; the palaces are long, withered bones and beautiful faces. There are countless beauties in the harem, who is instigating them behind the scenes, and who is plotting in the dark. Behind the confusing truth are intertwined complex emotions; in the life-and-death battles, there are almost desperate screams and tears between power and sincerity...
She is Uranala Hejun, the first ranked Fujin in the Qiandi, with great favor. She was an ordinary concubine of Qianlong. She was patient and could fall into the abyss if she was not careful. Concubine Xian, is it glory or haze? Who can really win in the battles between open and covert battles? In the harem, the truth is the least important, the favor of the Holy One is the fatal blow. After a moment of pleasure, what awaits them is still loneliness in the palace? Born in the Uranala Mansion, how can Heyun keep a low profile and bide his time so that the harem can avoid the ubiquitous crises?