Notes from the Inner Palace: The Crown Princess Is the Emperor's Only Favorite

[Traditional historical romance with a devoted couple + Harem + A mix of sweetness and angst + Coercion and domination + Secret affair + Chasing his wife to the crematorium + Happy ending]

[The true white moonlight versus the false cinnabar mole] (in the final part)

She was his white moonlight.

He was the man who had quietly taken root in her heart years ago.

Their story began at the Hundred Flowers Banquet and ended at the Lantern Festival the following year.

Gong Luoyun finally understood why he was not the right man for her.

It wasn’t that he didn’t love her, but that he couldn’t.

When the Gong family fell into disgrace, she gave herself to him and became his possession.

Portraits of noble young ladies from every household were sent to the palace.

She knew Xiao Yun Zhao would eventually welcome a crown princess.

Yet he insisted on bringing her into the Eastern Palace and making her his wife.

She accepted concubines for him and, helplessly, had their first child aborted.

No matter how his concubines schemed, he always favored her alone,

and even planted an entire peach-blossom grove for her in the Eastern Palace.

At last, her heart began to waver...

The Crown Prince went missing, and she suffered nightmares every night.

By the time Xiao Yun Zhao was found, he had spent more than ten days eating and sleeping alongside another woman.

Gong Luoyun had finally gotten him back,

but he had brought his cinnabar mole with him.

He carried the woman into his bedchamber himself and cared for her attentively.

She was unwilling to be a concubine and wanted to leave the palace. He tried again and again to make her stay, but in the end, he could not keep her.

The white moonlight had faded at last, while the cinnabar mole became a rose in his heart that never withered.

She could only bury her faint heartache, smile, and yield the empress’s throne, content to become one of his consorts.

From then on, the emperor and empress worked hand in hand. The court was peaceful, the realm prosperous, and they were praised by the people.

As for her, she became no more than a few insignificant lines in the history books, just another inconsequential consort.

Who would have thought that on the eve of the coronation, the phoenix crown and robe would be sent straight to her?