Holding the Lamp Together in the Abyss

She didn't cry when her concubine stepped on her hand. When she was whipped by her concubine brother, she did not hide. But that whip never fell on her. A stone accurately hit his whip-holding hand. She was busy protecting herself, but she didn't see anything. She was fourteen years old that year, and she didn't know that there was a young general hiding outside the courtyard wall of Xiyuan. His gaze was sharper than any knife she had ever seen. Later She was an abandoned child abandoned by her family, and he was always a lonely minister who was jealous of the emperor. Meeting at the bottom of the abyss, they became each other's only lamp bearers. Since neither the harem nor the imperial power gives me a way to survive, then I will break the shackles with my own hands and earn a living...