In the eleventh year of Jiayu's reign, there was a fire in Hanliang Palace. My mother was wronged and imprisoned in the palace.
Therefore, my mother played sad tunes every day and sang sad tunes every night.
As a result, the palace in Nanling was full of singing and dancing every day and music every night.
Ten years later, she thought she finally had a chance to untie the knot between her father and mother, but she fell into an unfinished struggle: she broke free from the prison, but couldn't break free from the huge web of conspiracy and betrayal...