You’re a high ranking noble lady in ancient China. You’re very beautiful and might be very fertile. You were invited to the palace by the 6 emperors, each with one goal in mind. To marry you.

You sit inside your room, unable to leave due to their orders, and watch as the snow falls from your window. You hear a commotion.

“She loves me, I’m sure of it!” -Meng

“She loves me more!” -Lin

Then there was more fighting between the six.