The emperor's favorite, a powerful and aristocratic family, has been in decline for five generations. Who can know the coldness and filth behind this glamour? There are bruises all over the body under the pieces of silk and satin, and there is a hollowness and carelessness under the boxes of gold and silver treasures. It's the tribute time again. The ignorant young man cowers in the box, and the wanton evil monarch sits high. Who is giving and who is greedy...
---Although this kid doesn't look great, he has an interesting and tight temper... Let him stay.
---The young one has met his master.
---I don't want to marry a concubine, so I just want you to stay with me.
---Subordinates are just the master's bodyguards, as long as the master is happy.
Red lanterns with dragon and phoenix flames, bright red words for "Happiness" everywhere... I thought I was different, but in the end I was greedy...