The Legend of Shu He in the Palace
Born in an imperial family and married into an imperial family, she was helpless. It was like the wailing of golden glass in the drizzle, lingering between the four red walls. After the late Emperor passed away, Prince Xi succeeded to the throne in front of the spirit. From then on, a new chapter began in the former dynasty and the harem. However, in the past, the six palaces had never stopped scheming against each other. Even if he was born noble, thousands of people respected him, and his power was comparable to that of the six palaces. After the prosperity, what she cherished the most was his words,'I'll promise you a peaceful life.' However, the doubts in her heart didn't gradually dissipate with his company. Her family was in decline. If she was a wise and foolish empress, what would she do? The infatuated and beautiful Consort Jing Yuan, how many more plans did she have? Was the clever and clever Yu Concubine Huizi, who had come from afar, a friend or a foe? The astronomical phenomena were heretical, miscarried for no reason, and there were red flowers at the banquet. Was it heaven's will, or was there someone else?
Shu He, Shu He, when will you see the clouds and the moon?
[Empty emperor, no history involved. Please cooperate with the history party.]
Not even a 1/4 in this fic and i'm already getting stabbed with emotional knives— this is truly peak fiction.