I was transformed into a destitute queen, and the Queen Mother sent an imperial doctor to examine me for madness.
The doctor asked me if I could count. I wrote him a diagnosis: authority phobia, moderate anxiety. "Have your hands been shaking for three years? Are they like this every time the Queen Mother summons you?" He turned pale.
I turned to the maid and said, "Create a new file. Number 001."
Leng Gong will be renamed Mental Hospital from today. I'm the dean. Want to come in? Register first.
Later, Concubine Xian was banished to the cold palace, and I stared at the phantom of the Persian cat with fried hair on her head: "Cat-shaped personality, vengeful, and vengeful. Want to take revenge? I'll teach you." Concubine Li was escorted in crying, with the teddy dog jumping crazily above her head. Diagnosis: separation anxiety. She hugged my leg and said, "Sister, you understand me so well!" Concubine Shu is a golden retriever, so loyal that she even counted the money after being sold. Concubine De was a Doberman Pinscher that the Queen Mother had kept as a guard for ten years. She was moved by my medical records.
The Queen Mother finally couldn't sit still and sent a general to lead troops to surround my yard. I held the cat and sat at the door: "General, have you been plagued by nightmares and unable to sleep at night lately? Come in and sign in, and I'll show you."
The entire harem calls me crazy, but their secrets are all written on my medical wall.
Later, the emperor climbed over the wall into my yard late at night. He looked at the lonely and irritable direwolf silhouette, and I patted the stool next to me: "Sit down. Register first."
He was silent for a long time: "... Where to hang up."
She's not crazy. She is the only sober person in the entire harem.
