Palace Fight·gong

Jasper holds golden threads, and the fragrant and deep roads are jagged. A petal twists the soul, and the beauty of the country is made by nature. Drinking wine and tears from the clear cup, sleeping soundly and bending over the smoke oriole. You will get Huaqing drunk, and the gods and humans in the three realms will be crazy. The color of the jade steps is shameful, and the eaves are bathed in Hong Xi. Playing with snowflake girls, they are in the same stage as mandarin ducks. Suddenly the sky cracked, and the gluttons ran away in the dust. Things in the world are predictable, the Emperor Wu Sect of Life and Death. Shushan Mountain is steep and its reputation is unparalleled. The waves are rolling, the sky and the earth are moving, and the rain is falling sadly on the clouds. The flowers fall back to the cold slope, and the soul is completely lost. The forest is quiet under the rain, and the sound of wind is like weeping bells. Hanging down the begonia tree, I am a humble concubine and maidservant. Passionate feelings leave behind ancient hatred, which makes people wipe their eyes with tears. That year, she first arrived in the harem; this year, she entered the palace; another year, she got the love of the most supreme man in the world... It is said that the struggle between women is always the most cruel struggle... And the harem is a place where cruelty is intensive... She came to this place on a whim, but she got the true love of countless good men in the world... Is all this good or bad... Within the red walls of the harem, there is no absolute good and evil, love and hate. Living and living well is the most important thing. The bloody story of the harem battle between lovers leaves readers with the question of whether women survive for men or fight for their own survival. The group of flower-like women in the harem described by Danyan Xixi may have a prominent family background, a beautiful face, or clever wisdom. In order to compete for love, glory, wealth, and a man who may not be worthy of it, they fight against each other and deceive each other, wasting their youth and beauty in this never-ending struggle. Although she is as beautiful as a flower, she is hidden in danger. But no matter how brutal their struggle is, they all have hope for beauty. I still remember the draft that year, the weather was so good, the geese were flying high, and the setting sun on the horizon was half black like dripping ink, and half purple and golden, like a long tapestry of colorful bullets. It was on that day that the boundaries between Chu and Han were clearly divided. Those who were not selected lamented their ruthless fate, and those who were selected were filled with sighs! Destiny has its own twists and turns, destiny is determined by fate, and there is no way to turn back. She was originally a kind and innocent cardamom girl, but she fell deeper and deeper into the big dye vat of the deep palace, and she could no longer distinguish the color when she came out. She had been betrayed by her best friend, and she had been set up to have a miscarriage. She had fallen to the bottom countless times, but survived again and again. She couldn't remember the day. She also learned to calculate, strategize, and trample others under her feet. Watch how an innocent girl grows into an adult who is well versed in the ways of the harem, watch how she rises from the ashes and moves towards her unusual destiny, how she remains the same after all kinds of disasters, and how she gains the admiration of many good men in the world. She has also loved, she has also hated. Like every young girl, she has had her first love, hearty love songs, and the whirlpool of court struggle... Who can finally embrace the beauty?