The Glamorous Imperial Concubine

Years later, after watching the rain over the imperial city with cold eyes, I finally understood: across all the world, the music dancing over the glazed tiles is the loneliest sight of all.{br}{br}Because the imperial city itself is lonely. And the women of the imperial city are lonelier still.[The palace was always a place of cold human relations, where stepping on the low and fawning on the high was an ironclad rule. Ever since I entered the palace, I have been in the spotlight, and the emperor has stayed with me night after night. It seems the Chonghua Palace can no longer hold back.][If we fight, then we fight hard.]["The harem must not discuss politics." He was so stern, yet in the end, a hint of concern in his eyes betrayed him.][The tenderness and sweet words of the past were clearly just an illusion, born of my being lost in his inexplicable favor. Mother was right: emperors are always fickle.][The palace lantern's wick burned down to its last thread, and hot candle wax trickled sadly, hissing as it fell.][How lonely that cold rain over the imperial city was. Beneath the eaves of glazed tiles, there would never again be anyone to listen to the rain.]Add this story to your favorites ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ [A short palace-intrigue story. Drop in anytime ^_^] ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Completed: A City Full of Windblown Catkins New short story: Jinling in Mist and Rain My author page: (Follow my page so you'll know when I publish something new ^_^) Theme: