The Bright Moon Shines on Me

I was the emperor's beloved first wife, his one true love. Every woman in the harem tried to imitate my every move, hoping to become my replacement. Some went even further, resorting to any means necessary to harm me and win his favor. After all, as long as the genuine article was there, imitations like them could never rise to the top. I smiled. They didn't know that the person the emperor truly loved wasn't me. I was nothing but a pitiful imitation myself.