Even if women are inferior to men, they are no match for an imperial edict.
No matter how reluctant she is, she can only be like an eagle with broken wings.
Trapped in that small area, competing for one person with thousands of beauties.
There is resentment and hatred. I think that if I don't feel tempted, I won't be hurt.
There is much strife in the harem, and fate is like a rope, tightly linked.
Standing at the pinnacle of power, you find that being ruthless is even more lonely.
This article is purely fictional and should not be confused with any history.