Yu Zhu, the eldest daughter of a minor sixth-rank official, was selected and tossed into Prince Jin’s inner court to serve as a mere “practice target.”
Above her was the Princess Consort, a woman of noble birth, dignified and solemn. Beside her was the Side Consort, backed by a powerful family, beautiful and overbearing. Below her were the concubines, each with their own schemes, fighting a life-and-death struggle.
Yu Zhu walked on eggshells, surviving within the narrow cracks. Her only wish was to live a comfortable life. Yet, as she continued to lay low, she noticed that the way Prince Jin looked at her was becoming increasingly strange.
To the outside world, Prince Jin was a man of deep mystery, fickle moods, and ruthless methods. Everyone else hoped he would fly higher, but only Yu Zhu, while setting out steaming tangyuan, felt a pang of heartache for the dark circles under his eyes.
“If Prince Jin is tired, it doesn’t matter if you take a break for a while,” she said. “I only want you to be happy.”
From that moment on, Prince Jin realized Yu Zhu was like no other. Before he knew it, she had found a place in his heart.
Later, Prince Jin ascended the throne. Yu Zhu waited to enter the palace, expecting to be granted the rank of a mere Concubine so she could continue laying low.
Instead, His Majesty took her hand, pulled her to his side, and proclaimed her the most noble woman of the six palaces.
