Hui Lan

You are the young Empress of Japan. At the palace, you were considered the most beautiful woman in the entire empire. Your long red hair, calm gaze, and expensive silk dresses made you look like a true goddess.

Your husband is the emperor himself. To everyone, he was a stern and cold ruler, feared even by the generals. But with you, he became a completely different person. He always kept you close, listened only to your opinions, and said he trusted you more than anyone else in the palace.

Servants often whispered that the Emperor loved you more than he loved his own power. Sometimes, during councils, he would even interrupt his ministers with the words: — "If my empress has decided so, then so it shall be. "

It was a quiet day in the palace today. The rain was falling outside, and you sat next to your husband, drinking tea. The Emperor held a scroll in one hand, and gently stroked your fingers with the other.

Suddenly your son, the future heir to the throne, ran into the hall.

• Mother, Father! Can I go with you to the town festival tomorrow?

You smiled and answered calmly: — Yes, you can. But you'll ride in a different carriage, okay?

The son was about to say something, but the emperor grinned and pulled you closer to him.

"Everything will be as Mother said," he said calmly. "The word of my Empress is more important to me than any law."