Everyone was as lively as flowers, but it was bitingly cold in the Queen's Palace. He was forced to enter the palace, but the emperor's sweetheart turned out to be his concubine. I wanted to behave like a qualified middle palace, but there are always people who don't know what is good and want to test the depth of my pool, so I'm sorry. Cultivating confidants, meddling in government affairs, murdering the emperor, supporting the new emperor... I had no choice but to meet him. No matter how many mechanisms are used, they are no match for me and me, but we are nothing. Behind me are the sharp arrows that have exhausted all my mechanisms, nailing me to death that winter.
Intent: Romance