The vermilion walls and yellow tile roofs have locked up the youth of many women in the palace.
All kinds of calculations and all kinds of haze shroud every palace, garden and pavilion layer by layer.
Mingyue was just one of them. She entered the palace and experienced the majesty of the royal atmosphere.
On the surface, he looks elegant and elegant, but what is flowing out of his bones is unspeakable desolation and misery.
Palace life has just begun...