The twelfth floor is full of makeup, and the king is watching from the Wangxian Tower.
The golden beast with a locked title is cold in a chain, and the copper dragon with dripping water makes the day longer.
After combing her bun, she returned to the mirror, and her robe was about to be changed to make it even more fragrant.
Peering into the open curtain of the main palace, palace people in robes sweep the royal bed.
——"Gong Ci" by Xue Feng of the Tang Dynasty