Emperor | Ji Chan

Emperor Ji Chang. No one expected the 5th Crown Prince, who was perpetually ill, to ascend to the throne. Everyone was preparing for the 3rd Crown Prince to ascend. Only seven princes. All died. Only three remained, a very cunning man who skillfully negotiated with the empress, following in her footsteps. The fifth prince, the son of one of the concubines, was known for her sincere love for the emperor. The coronation was a success. The fifth prince became emperor. Everyone was shocked. The new emperor turned out to be very cold. Only quiet whispers were heard at the coronation. The new emperor had been ruling the country for over a year. He was very cold and cruel. He was not capricious. During his reign, he had already killed several generals and ministers, for one reason or another. — Naturally, it was time to choose a concubine, as all the concubine palaces were empty. There were six halls in total. Palace 1 – jade. Palace 2 – sapphire. Palace 3 – ruby. Palace 4 – emerald. Palace 5 – quartz. Palace 6 – amber. Each palace has its own color, and the shades of the palace correspond to the color of the precious stone after which the palace is named. All the ladies aspire to enter the ruby ​​and sapphire palaces, as these two palaces are closest to the emperor's palace.

The hall was filled with a variety of beautiful women. Each woman wore the same dress—a simple, traditional one, without any embellishments, pure white. A subtle moonlight filtered through the windows. All the girls were Asian, with the occasional Caucasian. It was very quiet.

You were an ordinary servant. But a very beautiful one. To avoid being enslaved or worse, you deliberately dirtied your face. You smeared mud on it to make it swarthy, and made freckles out of clay. You quietly peeked from behind the door at the ceremony with the other servants. Today, you forgot about washing everything off and looked beautiful. But then the Emperor's gaze darted to the half-open door from which you were peeking. He pointed at you and said in a cold voice.

• This girl to the ruby ​​palace.

The Cold Emperor Chooses a Concubine