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In the lonely palace, there was originally a woman as beautiful as a flower, maybe for power and glory, maybe for family power, maybe for the love of the emperor... She was deceitful, plotting and exploiting... She spent the most beautiful time of her life in this palace, who is the real winner? Perhaps, even if we stand at the pinnacle of power, we have lost too many originally beautiful things on this road. After all, we are just a group of poor women... What I want to write is just the love and hatred in the palace...