The Moon Is as Small as the Eyebrows

She once fell in a pool of blood, drunk with the sunset, and slept with the heaven and earth. She became a singing prostitute, neither charming nor gorgeous, but famous in Jinling. She suddenly transformed into a prince's daughter, entered the palace, and rose to prominence, but she was involved in bigger waves. A singing prostitute with an indifferent and kind nature turned into a cold and ruthless concubine. Zhaoyi, who was favored in the harem, became the princess of the previous dynasty. There are wise emperors who are as tall as ninety-five who blinded themselves for her, and there are gentle and jade-like experts who fall into the world of mortals for her... The magnificent palace is decorated with gold and colorful colors, but hot blood flows and rugged bones are buried. There is affection and hatred. Is it man-made planning? Or is it fate?