Short stories, mostly about sadomasochism. From the emperor's concubine within the palace wall to the love between children in the world, there are no ups and downs, it is just a narration. There is no amount of perfection in this world, it is always in short supply. Born within a towering palace wall, he had no choice but to have overlapping political interests. He sacrificed his life to ensure the prosperity of his family and continue his splendor. Who would pity her? She would be shackled and enter the palace wall alone. Temporarily gaining the emperor's favor, one is temporarily prosperous. Unable to do so, he moved into a lonely palace, complaining and mourning himself. The stars are passing by, and half of the hair is white, waiting to rot in the soil.
"If you don't enter the palace walls in the next life, you won't love the emperor."
Ordinary people may not always be perfect. "I fell in love with a Buddhist by mistake, and I regretted it for the rest of my life." "A young man was affectionate, but later he paid it to others." "A scholar in troubled times is separated by a yin and yang." "A paranoid young man is not the same as before."
The background of emptiness, please ignore the etiquette of the ancients.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
