I am an unlucky woman named Xiyan. Perhaps the moment the palace door was closed, my fate was firmly bound by the shackles of this deep palace. I betrayed my relationship with him. Maybe my fate with him is like a basin of water on the Chinese Valentine's Day moonlit night. We are just destined but not destined. I have always been a sinner between me and him. I once had a private life-long contract with him. But in the blink of an eye, I became his brother's woman again. Everyone in the world cursed Xi Shi as a beauty and a disaster, and it was she who caused the demise of the Wu Kingdom. But thinking back to the time when Fan Li personally pushed his beloved woman into the arms and favor of the King of Wu, who could know the pain in Xi Shi's heart. Maybe this is fate. The intrigues in the harem made me tired of it all, but I was still trapped in this harem fight that was supposed to be mine. Faced with the betrayal of her close maid Zi Wan and the sworn obedience of Qing Fu, the vicious and ghostly tricks of the Queen's eldest son Sun Fuhu, Zhong Lingyu's suspicion, and Leng Rongyuan's deliberate obstruction. . . . . . The emperor's ruthlessness and minimal compassion (perhaps just a little bit of compassionate love), his passion and sincere treatment of each other, all of them made my heart ache, causing me to fall into the cold and dark abyss again and again. In the end, my cruelty finally made me become this The most powerful woman in the harem, but the one who just ascended the throne is not my own flesh and blood, but Zi Wan's son. My son had long been sent to the "Naihe Bridge" with that bowl of "anti-fetal medicine" that is still shocking to recall, so that he would not have to be reincarnated into the emperor's family in the next life. But after all, he is not my biological son. There will be some discord between the biological mother and son, not to mention the son who once served as my personal maid. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
