The Biography of Empress Dowager Fu

Literary version: I stood calmly atop the towering city wall, gazing down at the palace city winding below, and murmured, "The Fu realm must not be tainted by a woman's power. I am already an exception, and the Fu clan does not need another." Fu Rui quietly took my hand and gazed at half my face, bathed in moonlight. "Grandmother Empress, no woman could ever have done better than you. The Fu descendants of every generation to come will be proud of you." I looked back at Fu Rui, my heart full of bitterness. Only on these city walls, where the cold wind howled, could I shut out those eyes that judged, weighed, and probed. Only here did I no longer need a mask to hide who I was. I reached out to touch Fu Rui's face, warm and smooth as fine Hetian jade. Beneath that young body lay boundless ambition. Like the Fu ancestors of generations past, his future held endless possibilities. "Your Majesty, you have grown up. This Dowager must return the reins of state to you." I smiled with relief. "When governing the realm, put the people first. I hope you will remember the high hopes the late emperor placed in you." Ruiwen, Ruiwo, Ruitu, Ruiduan, Ruimo, Ruimou, Ruide... The meanings contained in his name were all his father had left him. Fu Rui stood solemnly, gazing coldly into the distance. My life was a legend: I married my uncle, rose to become Empress Dowager, and lived through the reigns of three emperors, a woman of great dignity and mystery... But now, everything had to come to an end. Here is my new novel: