Wan Zhen'er, the beloved concubine of the Ming Dynasty, was reclining on a bed covered with scarlet brocade. The red maples in the palace were scorching, and the peonies in the vase were blooming. She casually twisted up the hanging red silk, and her fingertips ran across the "Picture of Deep Love for Lacking a Calf" spread out on the low table, but her eyes fell outside the window. Today she was wearing a dark green woven gold gown. The dark patterns on the fabric of the tangled lotus shone in the light, making the string of east beads on her wrist even more radiant. This luxurious body is the only favor of the harem.
