The Evil Emperor and the Evil Concubine

Slowly sitting up, she looked up and saw the golden and warm sunshine, penetrating the closed wooden door and falling on her face in thin wisps. Then she took two deep breaths, opened her mouth and shouted softly: "Here comes someone." Lifting the thin quilt made of fine silk, those white and tender little feet stepped on the embroidered boots. He smiled at the two maids who hurriedly opened the door and let them serve him contentedly. She thought that since she decided to live here, she should look like the daughter of a prince. Noble, beautiful, intelligent, and most importantly, lovable. Being helped to the mirror, quietly...