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The tall red wall locks in three thousand elegances. In the new dynasty of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, the young emperor in His Majesty Dan had a gleam of sword hidden in his eyes, the Queen Mother in Jiaofang Palace was twisting her fingers with intrigues, and when the Yaohuang peony in the imperial garden was blooming just right, the roster of the draft was already turning in the undercurrent. Su Muyan cherishes the family's expectations and wants to ascend to a high position step by step, but she doesn't know that Zhu Nei's favor is always poison. Wei Mingji just wants to live in peace, but she gets involved in the treacherous chess game. Once she enters the palace, it is difficult to look back. The phoenix hairpin reflects the color of blood, and the incense is wrapped in conspiracy. Deep in the seemingly peaceful harem, everyone is betting - betting on the emperor's fleeting look back, betting on the survival of the family for hundreds of years, and betting on themselves to survive one more morning and dusk in this war without gunpowder. But everyone has forgotten that in this Tongting, the strongest thing is not the wine, but the human heart; the first thing to burn is not the flowers, but the sweet dreams.