She was married to a relative from afar. On the night of the bridal chamber, she was wearing a fiery red wedding dress and knelt down. Under his eyes like a god, she said: "I am a despicable person, with the quality of a willow tree. I dare not make false claims to serve His Majesty. I have requested to be His Majesty's maid. I hope Your Majesty will allow it."
The man who was called Your Majesty nodded slightly, and then a eunuch's shrill voice rang out: "Concubine Shen does not like my heart, and will be demoted to a maidservant today. I am grateful for this." She fell on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty." The bright and yellow figure stood up and left without even glancing at her face.