The wind and clouds are surging, and the universe is changing. I don't know why, but this is what I saw when I woke up. .
When I gradually integrated into this ancient environment, made friends, and became involved with them, I thought life could be dull and interesting, but God gave me another problem. .
As soon as I entered the palace gate, which was as deep as the sea, I no longer faced my beloved Amma or the sisters who climbed trees with me, but the harem women I had never met before. . .
This palace is full of fights and undercurrents, and all the beautiful faces are like suffocating poppies. . .
What should I do? . .