Because of her resemblance to the former imperial concubine, she was drawn into the vortex of power and lust. If beauty is the poisoned wine given by fate, then Luo Yunge is the dancer who has drank a thousand cups but is still sober. In this splendid cage, how should a woman choose - to be the white moonlight in the emperor's heart, or to be the lantern holder of her own destiny?
Imaginary article Fei Shuangjie
