The day I became a concubine in the cold palace, I was bound to the "salted fish pension system".
When others are vying for favor, I grow vegetables; when others are scheming, I grow flowers. The emperor happened to pass by and found that all the peonies in the imperial garden had been moved to my courtyard, and the imperial kitchen lined up to bring me snacks every day.
He asked: "My beloved concubine will enjoy it?"
I handed over a cup of scented tea: "Would you like to sit down?"
Later, the system had an urgent mission: conquer the emperor's heart and become a queen.
I turned over and continued to sleep: "Don't make any noise, wait until I finish harvesting this crop of leeks."
But the emperor came over himself: "I heard that being a queen can have the largest vegetable garden in the palace?"
