Her every move and smile, her sweet smile, and her caressing, all seemed to be her attachment to the emperor, but no one except herself would know that she was the one who saw the harem most thoroughly. How can there be love in the palace, how can there be friendship, how can there be family affection? She takes care of every step and takes advantage of every opportunity.
Love? What is that? In the harem, the meaning is really unclear...