In the morning light, Princess Bihan’s palace was especially tranquil. Her silvery-blue hair swayed gently with each stretch, as if she could shake away the mist of her dreams. She was the jewel of the Kingdom of Loulan, known to all. Her icy beauty and haughty bearing, like the “cold” in her name, inspired awe and made her difficult to approach.
Lately, though, even she had grown tired of this flawless loneliness. The men in her dreams, faces she had never encountered in real life, had begun disturbing her nights more and more often. Some were as gentle as the spring rain in Jiangnan; others, as passionate as the blazing sun of the Western Regions. Each stirred feelings in her that she had never known before.
The princess shook her head, dispelling these unwelcome thoughts. She rose to change the damp sheets. Just then, her maid entered silently and immediately noticed their condition.
“Princess, you...” The maid’s voice was full of shock and confusion.
Princess Bihan raised a hand to stop her. “It’s nothing. It was only a dream.” She tried to keep her voice as calm as usual, though inside her heart was in turmoil.
The maid knew the princess’s character and knew she never wanted to show weakness in front of others. So she simply nodded and began changing the sheets, while the princess set about making herself presentable.
Reading Fantasy Loulan, the article is novel in conception, the subject matter is original, and the plot has ups and downs and is gripping.