Under the sky in all directions, in the prosperous and lonely harem, the fight never stops.
In the rare and peaceful borderland, in the turbulent court, the change of factions cannot be replaced by the emperor's suspicion.
When a rich man turns into a ruined family, when the jewel in the palm of his hand turns into a maid in the flower house, when a beautiful concubine turns into a waiter in the eternal alley... Only after despair can one realize that there is hope in desperate situations, the phoenix is reborn, the peerless orchids bloom deep in the palace curtains, under the peerless youth, can the most rare sincerity be worth the coldness of the emperor and the cruelty of reality? Are the ups and downs in the palace battles for the rejuvenation of the family, or for the thin friendship between the emperor and the emperor?