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In the imperial harem, a turbulent intellectual property dispute was brewing. Concubine Ying, a woman of poetic talent, had her new verses as vibrant and moving as delicate flowers blooming in spring. However, as she joyfully prepared to register her verses for protection, she was struck by a bolt from the blue: Concubine Wan's work bore a striking resemblance to her own, like twin sisters. Concubine Ying's hair stood on end, her delicate face flushed crimson with rage, her eyes ablaze with fire.

"I have never shown my poems to anyone, how could you have the same inspiration? This is clearly plagiarism! Every word I wrote was written with my blood and sweat, but you stole my wisdom so wantonly." Ying Fei's voice trembled, filled with endless grief and disappointment, as if a piece of her heart had been cruelly gouged out.

Under this harsh accusation, Concubine Wan trembled like a leaf in the wind, tears rolled down her face like pearls from a broken string, and she cried like a pear blossom in the rain.

"Sister, you misunderstood. I have no intention of plagiarizing. Maybe we are just telepathic." She sobbed and defended herself, her eyes full of panic and helplessness. However, deep in her flickering eyes, there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible evasion.

In the vortex of this dispute, the concubines in the harem each had different thoughts, positions and attitudes.

The virtuous concubine, always known for her dignity and steadiness, knitted her brows slightly, her eyes gleaming with wisdom. Clutching an embroidered handkerchief in both hands, she spoke slowly, "Registering and protecting this work is both wise and necessary. Every poem and every painting we painstakingly create in this harem embodies our heart and soul. If they were easily plagiarized by others, wouldn't that be a waste of our hard work?" Her voice was steady and resolute, like a guiding force, revealing her unwavering support for Concubine Ying and her deep commitment to intellectual property protection.

Concubine Min curled her lips, her face filled with disdain and dissatisfaction. She reclined lazily on the couch, fiddling with a jade necklace, and said sarcastically, "Hmph, I think this is just making a fuss about nothing. Writing poetry and prose is just a way to pass the time in this harem. Why go to all this trouble, establish so many rules, and add so much trouble to ourselves for nothing?" Her eyes shone with contempt, scoffing at the idea of ​​intellectual property registration and protection.

Concubine Rou, with a temperament as gentle as water, walked to the window with light lotus steps, looked at the colorful flowers outside, and whispered softly: "It is really difficult to make a conclusion about this matter. Maybe it is just a coincidence. We must not jump to conclusions based on momentary impulse, so as not to wrongly accuse good people and hurt the harmony between sisters." There was a trace of worry on her face, and her watery eyes were full of entanglement and helplessness. She didn't want to offend Concubine Ying, but she didn't want to see Concubine Wan suffer injustice.

Concubine Jing's eyes widened, her face filled with bewilderment and confusion. She twisted her handkerchief repeatedly, muttering to herself, "What on earth does this intellectual property registration protection even mean? I feel so lost, the more I think about it, the more confused I become." Her innocent and bewildered expression betrayed her complete ignorance and profound bewilderment of this new concept.

Concubine Hua sat before the mirror, meticulously applying her makeup. A cold smile played at the corner of her mouth, her eyes gleaming with calculation. "There must be some hidden secret here. Perhaps someone is taking this opportunity to eliminate dissidents, or perhaps to seek personal gain. Humph, the struggles in the harem are always treacherous and complex." Her voice was cold and sharp, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

The investigation unfolded like a fierce tug-of-war, with both sides arguing over their own arguments. To prove her innocence, Concubine Ying summoned a slew of witnesses, ranging from her personal maids to loyal eunuchs, who all stepped forward with earnest words.

"I witnessed with my own eyes that Concubine Ying was writing this poem stroke by stroke under the soft moonlight, facing the candlelight, with a frown on her face." A palace maid's voice trembled, her eyes full of awe and loyalty.

"The Queen has lost her appetite and sleepless nights because of this poem. We, the servants, see it with our own eyes and feel pain in our hearts." A eunuch kowtowed to the ground, his voice choked with sobs.

Concubine Wan still gritted her teeth, insisting that it was all just a coincidence. She cried until she was hoarse and almost fainted.

"I really thought of it myself, why am I accused of plagiarism? Is there any justice in this world?" Her cries echoed in the empty palace, sounding so sad and desperate.

For a time, the harem was abuzz with conflicting opinions, like a boiling pot. Some concubines firmly believed that Ying Fei's talent was unquestionable, and that Wan Fei was the malicious plagiarist who deserved severe punishment.

"Who in the harem doesn't know the talent of Concubine Ying? How could her works be easily plagiarized by others?"

"Concubine Wan must be jealous of Concubine Ying's talent, which is why she did such a shameful thing."

Some concubines felt sympathy and thought that Concubine Wan might have been wronged, and that it was just Concubine Ying who was too sensitive and had misunderstood her.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. There are so many wonderful things in this world. How can we easily conclude that it's plagiarism?"

"Empress Ying is probably too nervous about her work, which is why she is so nervous."

When Concubine Su heard this, her eyebrows furrowed, and a layer of frost covered her bright face. She knew that this matter concerned the customs and justice of the harem, and she had to get to the bottom of it.

"This matter must be thoroughly investigated. No good person will be wrongly accused, and no plagiarist will be let off. I must restore the harem to innocence and let the truth come to light for the world." Concubine Su's voice was sonorous and powerful, resounding like a huge bell, echoing in the harem.

She first carefully compared the poems of Concubine Ying and Concubine Wan, her expression of concentration as if she were examining two rare treasures. Sometimes she shook her head and sighed, sometimes her brows furrowed, and finally, her gaze fixed on a few similarities, and a hint of certainty flashed in her eyes.

Then, she patiently listened to the witnesses' testimonies. Their descriptions, sometimes nervous, sometimes excited, sometimes grief-stricken, unfolded like vivid paintings before her eyes. She nodded slightly, sometimes looked thoughtful, and finally, in the complex and confusing words, she caught the clues of the truth.

Faced with irrefutable evidence, Concubine Wan finally collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball, no longer able to deny her guilt. Her cries turned from despair to regret, the shrill sound seemingly piercing the palace walls.

"I was blinded by greed and jealous of Sister Yingfei's talent, so I did such a foolish thing. I deserve to die, and I beg my sisters to forgive me this time." Concubine Wan burst into tears. Her originally beautiful face was now distorted beyond recognition, and tears of regret flowed freely.

Concubine Su's face was livid, her eyes filled with disappointment and anger. She sternly rebuked, "Plagiarism is a despicable and shameless act and must not be tolerated. If you need to borrow from others' works in the future, please respect their intellectual property rights. For commercial purposes, you must obtain the original author's authorization. I urge all of you to draw upon your own true talents and skills in your creations, and refrain from such devious practices. Only sincere and genuine creations can earn respect and acclaim." Her voice resonated like thunder, terrified and introspective among the concubines present.

After this incident, the concubines in the harem were enlightened and gained a deeper and clearer understanding of the registration and protection of intellectual property rights.

Xianfei sat alone by the window, gazing at the bright moon outside, a flood of emotion welling up in her heart. "After this incident, I realize even more profoundly the significance of this registration and protection. From now on, I must cherish my creations even more and not slack off in the slightest." Her gaze was firm and determined, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Concubine Min fell into deep reflection, her disdain replaced by regret. "I was shortsighted and didn't realize the importance of this. From now on, I will reform myself and never again take such a matter lightly." She bit her lip, silently resolving herself.

Concubine Rou sighed softly, a relieved smile breaking across her gentle face. "The truth is finally out, and it serves as an explanation to everyone. From now on, you should be more cautious and not be so reckless." Her eyes were filled with relief and hope.

After this incident, Concubine Jing finally realized the significance of intellectual property registration and protection. "I used to be slow-witted, but now I finally understand. I must learn more in the future and not be so ignorant again." Her innocent eyes shone with a hint of maturity and wisdom.

Concubine Hua secretly regretted her previous narrow-minded and sinister assumptions. She looked in the mirror, caressing her face, a heart full of regret. "My thoughts were not right, and I almost made a big mistake. From now on, I must put aside such petty thoughts and rectify the harem."

The other concubines also expressed that they would pay more attention to their own works in the future, respect the creative achievements of others, and jointly maintain fairness and harmony in the harem.

Soon after, the harem held another poetry competition. In this competition, all the concubines used their true talents to write and the atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

Concubine Ying once again demonstrated her amazing talent. Her poems were like celestial music, intoxicating and inspiring endless praise.

"Empress Yingfei's poems are truly brilliant and beautiful. She is truly worthy of being a talented woman in my harem."

After learning from her last lesson, Concubine Wan worked hard this time. Although she failed to rank among the top, her efforts and transformation were seen by everyone and won her a lot of praise.

"This time, Concubine Wan has truly changed her ways and put her heart into her work. She deserves praise."

Concubine Su looked at this scene, her heart filled with relief and joy.

"It seems that you sisters have already understood the true meaning of creation. I believe that the cultural atmosphere in my harem will continue to flourish."

However, the good times didn't last long, as ripples appeared again. Another concubine's painting was accused of plagiarism, and the harem was once again plunged into chaos and controversy.

This concubine was Concubine Li, and her paintings were strikingly similar to those of Concubine Zhen, as if they were copied and pasted.

Concubine Li looked aggrieved, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was filled with sobs.

"I really didn't plagiarize. This is a careful depiction of me, stroke by stroke."

Zhenfei was furious, and her pretty face was distorted by anger.

"This is clearly the same as my painting, and you still dare to quibble?"

The concubines in the harem began a new round of speculation and discussion, and various voices intertwined together like a noisy symphony.

"Concubine Li has always been gentle and kind, perhaps she was really wronged."

"Perhaps she was inadvertently influenced by Zhenfei's works during the creative process."

Concubine Su frowned, once again faced with a difficult decision. She decided to investigate further and reveal the truth to everyone.

She invited the most authoritative painters in the court to conduct a detailed comparison and appraisal of the two paintings.

The painters, magnifying glasses in hand and their sharp eyesight oblivious to every detail, finally presented their conclusions to Concubine Su after a lengthy and intense comparison.

"To your Majesty, although these two paintings have similarities, there are still differences in brushstrokes, use of colors, and compositional details."

Concubine Su listened carefully to the painter's report and fell into deep thought. After a thorough investigation and questioning, the truth finally came to light.

It turns out that Concubine Li did not plagiarize, but was just slightly inspired by Concubine Zhen's works when she was creating, resulting in a similar style, which caused this misunderstanding.

Concubine Su let out a long sigh and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"This was a misunderstanding. I hope you will be more cautious in your future creative work to avoid further incidents."

When Concubine Li and Concubine Zhen heard the truth, they both looked ashamed, apologized to each other, and shook hands to make peace.

After this series of twists and turns, the concubines in the harem had a deeper understanding of intellectual property rights, and the creative atmosphere became more pure and harmonious.