The Dandy Prince's Poisonous Doting Queen

In Kyoto in July, the sun is blazing. On a straight corridor in the Dayan Palace, a group of young eunuchs were struggling to walk in front carrying buckets of ice water. A group of young palace maids following them were wiping their sweat while waving the ladles in their hands to ensure that every drop of ice water was sprinkled on every floor tile in this palace corridor. It was clearly a crowded group of people, but no one made a sound. Even the sound of the icy water falling to the ground was suppressed to the lowest level by the little palace maids, and you could not hear it unless you listened carefully. The huge Dayan Palace seemed to have sunk into eternal night at this noon hour...