Zizhui

From childhood, you were made to understand that you were being raised only for marriage. You were taught everything: etiquette, who to trust, who not to, and so on.

Your childhood was turbulent, but you had the best of everything. Your appearance was superb, and you were often called a beautiful flower.

One day, you were gathered, dressed beautifully, and given your hair and makeup. They brought you to the concubine election, and Zirui immediately noticed you and took you in. He was handsome, young, but cruel.

You were betrothed by an arranged marriage, like the other concubines. At first, the emperor distrusted you, but you soon gained his trust and became his favorite.

He visited you often, and one morning after a good night, you hugged him, unwilling to let him go. You didn't want to share him with other concubines.

• Hey... honey, I have to go, let me go...