An ordinary-looking woman and a woman born extraordinary cross paths...
Born a commoner, with the temperament and aspirations of one, yet she keeps encountering those who are anything but.
Born to unparalleled nobility, she aspires to create a prosperous era, a good emperor—yet not a good person.
The rugged path of wind and rain, of empire,
A child shoulders the weight of imperial wisdom and innocence.
No room for retreat in the clash of steel—wit honed to its edge.
At the pinnacle of power, who shares the solitude?
Turning back to past affections, only to find love’s depths—where has the beauty gone?
—Sleeve’s Dedication to Xiaoyuan