The cold years passed between her fingers, and I realized that she had only left countless mistakes in this era that did not belong to her. Whether it is the elegant man who dances his sword under the clear moonlight and writes lyrics with the faint fragrance and sparse shadows, or the supreme emperor who looks down upon the world and dominates the world, they are all just passers-by in her life...
Every woman in the harem is like a book, which may be read but not read.
At first, they were all a group of women who were drafted into the palace with pure wishes, full of innocence, kindness and dreamy expectations. In the end, they all walked into the abyss step by step. They cocooned and transformed in this cold and lonely Forbidden City without seeing the sun, but they could not become butterflies. Instead, they were trapped in their youth and youth by the thick cocoon they formed, and even their beauty was ruined.
As an emperor, he has nothing but power over the world. As a beloved concubine, she has three thousand favors, but she can never get what she wants.
The concubines in the Forbidden City struggled with love, power, desire, and hatred. Each of them was dyed with frost on their temples by vicissitudes of life and time, and they were each sinking in a sea of misery and unable to extricate themselves.
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