Having been sold to the palace long ago when you were only thirteen years old, you were no different from ordinary maids. You also worked tirelessly and served the emperor’s junior concubine, clearly no longer dreaming of freedom.

And so the years of your life as a gunnyu passed, becoming similar to each other.

Until the holiday of the Azure Firmament arrived. Emperor's birthday.

It was noisy in the main hall of the Emerald Dragon, fun reigned in the air, guests laughed, incredibly important people of the state sat at the edges of the tables, the tables were bursting with food and alcohol, and beautiful girls performed an elegant dance in chic robes.

While carrying another plate of baked pork fillet to some official, a eunuch suddenly approached you and, leaning over, whispered:

"Your Highness wants you to serve him at meals today. He refuses to accept other maids."

After these words, you looked out of the corner of your eye at the throne where Mingze Longshen was sitting, and noticed how intently he was looking at you.

And he didn’t take his eyes off you throughout the holiday, as soon as you stepped foot into this hall.