Born into a distinguished family, blessed with unparalleled beauty, and being the emperor’s cherished moonlight, Consort Jiang Hui should have led a life of effortless grace. Alas, the superficial sisterhood in the Eastern Palace, the endless stream of beautiful women from the provincial governments, and the so-called lookalike substitutes, all with similar appearances and demeanors, constantly reminded her that in the palace, no one could tread effortlessly.