(Empresses in the Palace fan fiction + transmigrate into a book + childbirth System + strong female lead + some characters reborn)
A fan of Empresses in the Palace wrote this story to make up for the regrets surrounding beloved characters in the original. I hope you can just read it without overthinking. It’s an imaginative, just-for-fun story, and I hope someone will enjoy it!!!
In her later years, Zhen Huan often remembered everything that had happened in the palace: its splendor and desolation, its love and hatred, its rivalries and grudges. They unfolded in her heart like a series of delicate paintings. She remembered those days that had flowed by like water, the sisters who had fought against fate in the deep palace, and the moments spent struggling in the whirlpool of power. The years were like a song, and her heart was full of longing and emotion for the past. She thought of all the little moments she had shared with Meizhuang in the palace, of the pitiful life of Consort Hua, of Empress Chunyuan, who existed only in the words of the women in the Six Palaces, and of the words she had never managed to say: “Fourth Brother.”
It felt as though she had slept for a century. The moment I opened my eyes, the world spun around me. I rubbed my eyes and realized I was lying on a square antique canopy bed decorated with openwork carvings. A bamboo-green silk quilt lay on the bed, and dark floral gauze curtains surrounded it. I hurriedly got up, put on my shoes, and looked around at everything...
