One is an unremarkable, neglected princess sent to marry in a political alliance; the other is a remarkable, cold, and cunning young emperor.
On her first day in the palace, she had a currently favored concubine kneel as punishment. That night, under the warm red bridal canopy, she cleverly refused the emperor's advances. She couldn't forget her homeland, driven to ruin by this handsome yet ruthless emperor, nor could she forget the person she loved on the steppe who once gave her some warmth. Her purpose for coming here was singular... but unexpectedly, in this soul-eroding harem, she gradually lost her heart, falling under his spell...
She accepts the sin of betraying her homeland; she has no regrets... She must give up her original purpose because she realizes that at some point, she became unable to do anything that might hurt him.