The Concubine Is Like Bamboo

To avoid going back to that bare, thatched hut, to escape her father's beatings and never have to go hungry again, Wanzhu became the Qi Young Lord's concubine. She thought to herself: A concubine has no name or status. Even a life of silks and finery can vanish like a flower reflected in a mirror, like the moon in water. She couldn't settle for being the Qi Young Lord's concubine. She would enter the inner quarters and make her way into his heart. Theme: Blooming into the most beautiful flower in the face of adversity