She is the princess of Nanxia, trapped in the deep palace of Yu, walking on thin ice.
He is the King of Jingyi, with power over the entire government, but he cannot escape the shackles of his family.
A big wedding and a conspiracy pushed her into the abyss.
Ruyi's death, Youjinlan being stolen, and the undercurrent surging in the palace are shocking every step of the way.
Qing Huan originally thought that he was her light, but she didn't know that he was already out of control.
Ling Yun's appearance was like a beam of light in the darkness, illuminating her path forward.
"Qing Huan, even if the world is full of darkness, I will hold up a light for you."
But in the deep palace, who can really escape the mercy of fate?
Power, conspiracy, betrayal, love...
In this palace game, can she keep her heart and uncover the truth?
And can he protect her and accompany her until the end?
Lingyun's sword picked up the palace lantern, reflecting the panic in her eyes. In the past, the knight-errant was willing to use the sword for power: "If Qing Huan lifts this man-eating prison, I will be your sheath." The sea of fire surged through the Palace of Supreme Harmony. He protected her from the flames, but saw the emperor madly pulling off the begonia hairpin from her sleeve - it turned out to be the remaining fragrance of the secret medicine of Hibiscus Orchid lost in the Southern Xia royal court.
Smoke suddenly rises on the border, Qing Huan goes to the appointment alone with an old hairpin, and Xun Xun in red confronts the heavy armor. Aunt Princess Hongfeng picked up her neck with a spear: "Your mother died peacefully for this poor man, so you are going to be a fool?" The hairpin orchid suddenly fell to the ground and broke into pieces. When the poisonous mist dispersed, Li Yunzhou, who was wearing a black robe and a silver face, walked out of the darkness. His gentle eyebrows were filled with ice in the past: "Qing Huan, you chose him after all."
Ling Yun's blood-stained sword came through the fog, and the cavalry behind him crushed the conspiracy. Qing Huan held his trembling hand and scattered the seeds of hibiscus orchid into the scorched earth: "No good fruit can come out in troubled times, but I want to try."
Purpose: Amidst the intrigues and betrayal in the deep palace, she sticks to her true heart, breaks through the shackles, pursues the truth and light, and finally finds her own destiny and strength.