The Empress Left the Palace

Ruan Ying was unremarkable at home, but after entering the palace, she became the emperor's sole favorite. While basking in luxury, she came across an old, yellowed painting. The person in it looked remarkably like her, sharing six or seven of her features. As it happened, someone who looked exactly like the figure in the painting arrived at the palace, and the emperor lost himself the moment he saw her. When the wind rises, the clouds disperse and the moon's radiance shines through. But how could she, a mere firefly drifting among the grass and trees, ever compete with the moon? - The imperial palace became a cage. Ruan Ying had no regrets as she fled. She had been living under an assumed name for only a few months when the emperor appeared, his eyes bloodshot, his hand reaching for her with a faint tremble. Almost pleading, he said: "A Ying." *The so-called white moonlight was a false one. The emperor had loved only Ruan Ying from beginning to end. Coming soon: Don't Think You Can Use Me and Discard Me Zhou Chenmu, the aloof and solitary Prince Su, had finally fallen in love, only to face the prospect of being used and abandoned. He had never been interested in women, but after picking up an amnesiac woman by the roadside, he suddenly had a little shadow following him everywhere. The little shadow was charming, clingy, infatuated, and bold. She had set her heart on Zhou Chenmu, the first person she saw when she opened her eyes. When he ignored her, she took advantage of him getting drunk and climbed into his bed. Her bright eyes were clear, yet captivating. "Brother, don't you want me anymore?" Zhou Chenmu's heart softened, little by little, as she called him "Brother" again and again. He took her back to the capital, but before the emperor's decree granting them marriage could even be drafted, the Duke of Su's household came rushing to claim her. At first, the little shadow had timidly hidden behind Zhou Chenmu. But as soon as she recognized the newcomer, she pulled away from his hand and walked toward him, calling dreamily, "Brother Sui." The young general Xie was brave and dashing, a childhood friend of Su Zhaoyu, the Duke of Su's daughter, to whom he was already engaged. Zhou Chenmu was consumed with jealousy. Under cover of night, he crept to the bedside where Su Zhaoyu slept. Half-asleep, she instinctively leaned toward him. "Why did you take so long to come, Brother?" His eyes stormed as he gritted his teeth and asked: "So who exactly is your dear brother?" Theme: Even the smallest light has a reason to exist.