When the last year-end report was handed in, I never imagined that that deserted office would become the threshold to the Hongwu years.
The palace walls are like iron, and the glass is like tears. I was originally the most inconspicuous cog in the company, but overnight I was pushed by fate to the pinnacle of the Ming Dynasty's harem - the beloved concubine of Zhu Yuanzhang. His name is Chongba, and he looks very ugly, but he holds the country with one hand and the hearts of the people with the other. Queen Ma sat on the phoenix throne, crushing the dreams of countless concubines with her big feet, and I, under her eyes, became the most favored woman. But the love of an emperor is never gentle, but a sea of swords and fire.
Very interesting story