Lu Wanqing discovered that the tyrant Xiao Jue was a master of putting on an act.
On the surface, he was cold and ruthless, quick to kill.
But his inner monologue never stopped:
[My beloved consort looked at me three times today. She must be smitten with me.]
[Which fool sent these lychees? Hurry up and peel some for my little palace maid to try!]
[She smiled at a guard? Who is that guard? Transfer him to guard the imperial tombs at once!]
Lu Wanqing thrived in the imperial harem thanks to her “script,” until Xiao Jue backed her into a corner and said in a hoarse voice, “Now that you know my secret... you’ll have to keep it for the rest of your life.”
