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... er mind—her childhood, her youth, the moment she was enfeoffed as a consort by His Majesty and moved into this very palace.
Many memories had faded into obscurity, but one remained vivid: the dazzling peach-red skirts of her court attire as she first wore them.
She had sacrificed so much, endured for so many years, all for the dream of one day becoming the emperor’s mother. Yet today, that dream had turned to dust.
The setting sun cast elongated shadows through the window ...
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