In the spring of the twelfth year of Jingming Dynasty, Jun Lan, the daughter of a Yangzhou salt merchant, entered the palace as a beautiful lady. The qionghua on the temples is still stained by the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River, and the jade bracelet on the wrist has been soaked in the bloody storm. From the poisonous situation where the parrot suddenly died in the Moon Palace, to the fatal encounter with the emperor on a snowy night in the Plum Garden; from the old prescription that oozed blood from the cracks in the cold palace wall, to the poison of the purple eggplant flower secretly flowing under the phoenix seal - a fifteen-year-old girl in the cannibal palace, grinding the silver hairpin of Qionghua into a poison-quenching blade.
When innocence becomes a talisman, she learns to use rouge and embroidered handkerchief as a sword. The emerald bracelet of the wise concubine shattered to reveal the secrets of the previous dynasty, the canary of the concubine Virtue came to Northern Xinjiang for conspiracy, and the roots of the cinnabar plum that witnessed the emperor's tenderness had long since rotted into a murderous net. From the low-ranking beautiful lady who was punished to kneel in the snow to the iron-blooded queen mother who listened to the government behind the curtain, Jun Lan stepped on the bones of Fendai in the Sixth Palace, leaving a blood-stained Qiong pattern on the pages of history books.
The canary's feathers fell on the phoenix throne, and the fragments of the broken jade bracelet spelled out the new emperor's crown. When the flowers of Cining Palace bloomed again, the secrets buried deep in the plum garden, the tears soaked in the scriptures, and the edicts hidden in the sachets all turned into a strand of hair on her temples in the evening drums and morning bells. This deep palace never talks about reason, only about winning and losing - and she spent twenty years teaching everyone a truth: the most poisonous thing is never the purple eggplant, but the never-extinguishing fire of hatred in a woman's heart.
Intention: Cannibalism in the deep palace, leaving many bones on the way to growth