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Jing Rongyue, the legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion in the capital city, was unparalleled in beauty and virtuous, so she married Gong Yewang, the sickly and frail prince of the Tian family, according to an imperial decree. Yue thinks that her husband is a royal pendant, just a waste with no power to restrain a chicken. I mistakenly thought that my wife was a noble lady, but just a vase who knew how to wash her hands and make soup. On the wedding day, the ten-mile long street was filled with gongs and drums. At night, the bride stayed alone in the empty room. She fell asleep and didn't see her husband for more than half a month, so she thought she was a widow. When she was about to hold a funeral, the good-for-nothing husband came home? "You haven't even seen the body yet, why are you so anxious to hold a funeral for your husband?" "I am ready to remarry, so my husband might as well die outside." Gongye tried every means to prove his status in Jing Rongyue's heart, but he always acted alone. He was ups and downs for many years, was forced to seize the throne, and finally became a traitor. In the vain life of all-or-nothing, he only looked at the bright moon.