The Emperor Finds His Consorts So Enchanting

In her previous life, once she entered the palace, it became a sea she could never escape. She drank poisoned wine, believing it would bring her release. But who could have guessed that in this life, with a new identity and a different face, she would still be fated to marry the emperor? ... Three thousand beauties fill the harem, each vying for favor and displaying her own tricks. Some admire the snow and plum blossoms in the imperial garden in the depths of winter; some play the flute and dance; others practice their musical skills. Wearing an unremarkable lotus-root-colored dress, she uses the skill “ignore him, ignore him, and ignore him again” against the beauties all casting flirtatious glances at the Son of Heaven. The emperor: “Why do I suddenly want to summon her to my bed?” “I don’t know why, but I always feel you’re so pure and unpretentious, so unlike the other consorts.” “...Your Majesty honors me beyond words.”