There are thousands of piles of snow in the Jade Palace, and white flowers are dancing in neon clothes.
I don't know that in the beautiful city, the green hair is withered and the face is haggard.
I miss the beautiful spring days and listen to the words of peaches and plums.
I know your will for the future, and my hair is already as snowy.
She was originally raised in a boudoir and was not familiar with the world, but her fate did not bypass her weak nature. Once she entered the palace, she was as deep as the sea. She originally only wanted to survive a few years of palace life, but unexpectedly she fell into a huge whirlpool of power entanglements. When a delicately laid out net slowly opens, how should she protect herself when she is caught in a puzzle; how should she make choices when faced with family, friendship, and love, amid the confusing and confusing emotions? Living in troubled times, people trapped in confusion are competing with each other in the whirlpool of history. Who is the real winner of this fate, and who is the initiator hiding behind the scenes? Everything seems to be fate, but unexpectedly everyone is the planner, and everyone is also a player in the game. One is black and the other is white. They both feed and restrain each other. It is difficult to distinguish right from wrong.
Only surviving is the greatest favor God can give us!
This is the motto of her life, and it is also her last motto!