The Legend of Concubine Su

As the days of confinement wore on, Su Jingyue remained undeterred by loneliness and helplessness. She immersed herself in the tranquility of the palace, spending countless hours each day in her own quarters, absorbed in her embroidery. With delicate needlework, she meticulously crafted vibrant floral patterns on silk, each stitch imbued with her pursuit of beauty and her love of life.

Yet, even as she immersed herself in the art of embroidery, her thoughts would often wander far away. She knew full well that in the ancient, patriarchal society, men were often surrounded by numerous women. As emperors, they possessed harems and courtyards, with countless beauties. She couldn't help but feel sad, thinking back to her past love affair with Lin Fei, now gone like a passing cloud, the two of them now strangers.

But soon, a wave of stubbornness surged within her. Since fate had already arranged this, why not try to win the emperor's heart? Although she knew it wouldn't be easy, at least she could secure a place for herself in this deep palace. With this thought, a glint of determination flashed in her eyes.

Su Jingyue then began to read various books in her spare time and learn the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She believed that only by constantly improving herself could she better attract the emperor's attention. At the same time, she also began to pay attention to the political situation in the palace, trying to understand the dynamics of various forces.

So, Su Jingyue began to plan her plan. She quietly bribed the young eunuch beside the emperor with silver and asked him to arrange a special performance on the road that the emperor must pass every day.

As the emperor slowly approached, the tranquil atmosphere was shattered by a melodious song. The song was melodious and beautiful, like the sound of nature, seemingly penetrating the heart and enchanting it. The emperor couldn't help but stop and look in the direction of the song, his gaze landing on a woman not far away.

The woman, clad in a magnificent palace attire, resembled a blooming flower, radiating captivating charm. Her attire was opulent and exquisite, every detail radiating nobility and elegance. She wore a lavender gown, its hem flowing like flowing clouds, delicately embroidered with floral patterns that shimmered with a faint light, as dazzling as the starry sky. The wide sleeves danced in the breeze like fluttering butterflies, creating a sense of lightness and agility.

Her top was a white silk blouse, delicately trimmed with lace at the collar and cuffs, adding a touch of elegance. The lace pattern was intricate and delicate, resembling a work of art, highlighting her noble status. The blouse's fitted cut accentuated her slender figure, adding a touch of grace and grace.

Her long hair cascaded down, gently brushing against her fair skin, exuding a delicate fragrance. A few delicate flowers dotted her hair, complementing her beautiful face perfectly. Her face was as white as snow, her features delicate and picturesque, and her large eyes, bright and radiant, were like two shining stars. Her lips were slightly raised, and she wore a sweet smile that made one unable to resist being captivated.

Her voice is melodious, full of emotion and power, capable of moving hearts. She expresses her deepest feelings through her singing, allowing people to sense her passion and sincerity. Her singing is more than just an artistic expression; it's a spiritual connection, enveloping you in a world of music that makes you unable to extricate yourself.

Su Jingyue wore a dazzling butterfly-shaped hairpin on her head, inlaid with countless gemstones, sparkling with dazzling light. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, gently tied with a golden ribbon. A few strands of hair fluttered in the wind, adding a touch of graceful beauty. She wore a pair of pearl earrings in her ears. The white pearls complemented her fair skin and further emphasized her noble temperament.

Her face was lightly made up, her eyebrows were as black as distant black, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and her lips were painted with light lipstick, as tempting as cherries. Her eyes were full of affection and tenderness, as if they could attract people's souls.

Su Jingyue's overall image is like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance that makes people fall in love with her. She deliberately chose this moment to attract the emperor's attention with her singing and beautiful appearance, showing her intelligence and unique charm.

The emperor was deeply captivated by Su Jingyue's singing. He quickly walked forward and embraced her, his eyes gleaming with surprise and tenderness. He softly asked, "My beloved, have you missed me in so long?" Su Jingyue's heart throbbed at his words. She tried to calm herself and replied in a delicate voice, "Your Majesty, I miss you every day. I only hope to see you again." Her voice was filled with tenderness and anticipation, and the emperor's heart softened instantly.

Moved by Su Jingyue's sincerity, the emperor decided to give her a special reward. He lifted her up and strode into the hot springs. There, they enjoyed each other's company and the warm waters, as if the world was theirs alone. At that moment, Su Jingyue finally understood her feelings—she was willing to work hard for her future in the palace, even if it meant giving up her longing for Lin Fei. The emperor, impressed by Su Jingyue's sincerity and charm, doted on her even more, cherishing her even more, filling her life with color and hope.

Moonlight streamed through the window lattices, casting a veil-like light onto the golden nanmu bed in the imperial palace. The dappled moonlight cast a strangely tranquil and mysterious light on the room. Su Jingyue lay quietly on the bed, her cheeks flushed slightly, like a newly opened peach blossom, exuding a shy yet beautiful aura. Her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she were still lost in the gentle dream she had just experienced.

The Emperor lay on his side, his gaze softly resting on Su Jingyue's face. His eyes were filled with affection and doting, a gaze that seemed to melt anyone. Gazing upon Su Jingyue's beautiful face, the Emperor felt an indescribable tenderness well up in his heart. He gently reached out his hand, his fingers softly brushing the strands of hair across her forehead, feeling the silky touch of her hair. This simple gesture, however, contained an endless amount of doting and cherishing.

In the quiet night, their breaths intertwined, their heartbeats echoing in the air. The emperor's gaze remained fixed on Su Jingyue, as if he wanted to imprint every detail of her deeply in his heart. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

In the moonlight, Su Jingyue's skin shimmered faintly, as if enveloped in a soft glow. Her sleeping posture was graceful and charming, evoking a sense of pity and endearment. The emperor couldn't help but lean closer, inhaling the fragrance of her hair and feeling her warmth. His lips gently touched her forehead, leaving a tender kiss.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the entire world was filled with only the two of them. The Emperor watched over Su Jingyue with a gentle gaze, wishing this moment could last forever. In this quiet night, their hearts were closely connected, enjoying this rare peace and happiness together.

The world outside the palace was bustling and complex, but in this small space, they felt as if they were in a paradise, with only each other. The emperor's heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction and happiness. He knew that this moment of tranquility and beauty would be one of the most precious memories of his life.