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At midnight, everything was silent.

Concubine Su's bedroom was warmly decorated, candlelight flickering in the night breeze, its dim glow illuminating every corner. The brocade quilt was soft and exuded a faint fragrance, as if expressing endless tenderness.

His Majesty, dressed in casual attire, stepped lightly into the bedroom, his eyes filled with tenderness and eagerness. Noble Concubine Su was lying on the bed, draped in a thin gauze, her figure graceful, her delicate face even more enchanting in the candlelight.

His Majesty walked quickly to the bedside, stretched out his hand to embrace Concubine Su, and said in a low and longing voice: "My beloved, I am here."

However, Imperial Concubine Su coquettishly pushed away His Majesty's hand, frowned slightly, her eyes full of stubbornness and expectation, and said: "Your Majesty, what I want is not temporary pleasure, but your true love. I am willing to be with you like an ordinary couple and accompany you for life. Can you give it to me?" At this time, Imperial Concubine Su had a hint of expectation in her heart, but also a little uneasiness.

His Majesty's hand froze in mid-air, the smile on his face instantly frozen, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, "This beloved concubine's request really puts me in a difficult position. The ancestral palace system comes first, and the balance of power between various parties is behind it. But how can I bear to refuse her full expectations?" His brows unconsciously frowned, and he sighed softly, "My beloved concubine, this..." At this moment, His Majesty's heart began to struggle, hesitating between his love for Concubine Su and the rules of the palace.

Seeing this, the light in Concubine Su's eyes dimmed instantly, tears welling up in her eyes. Her expectations were instantly shattered, turning into a deep sense of loss. She turned around, facing the bed, her shoulders trembling slightly, and pretended to cry.

"My dear, don't cry, don't cry." His Majesty was heartbroken and quickly reached out his hand, wanting to pat Concubine Su on the back, but he hesitated, his hand hanging in the air, not knowing whether to let go. At this moment, His Majesty's heartache was mixed with helplessness about how to comfort Concubine Su.

But Concubine Su cried even more sadly. Her cry seemed particularly desolate in the silent midnight, and the grievances in her heart burst out like a flood.

His Majesty paced anxiously beside the bed, his steps unsteady. As he walked, his mind was torn: "As the Son of Heaven, can't I even give my beloved a true and exclusive favor? But if I agree to her, what will happen to the palace rules? What will those covetous forces do?" This dilemma deepened, plunging His Majesty into a deep state of self-torture.

He stopped and looked at the trembling back of Concubine Su, his eyes full of guilt, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists: "My beloved concubine only wants my true love, but I am so hesitant. Am I really going to let her down?" The feeling of guilt weighed on His Majesty's heart like a huge rock.

At this moment, Concubine Su's mind was also filled with a thousand thoughts. She bit her lip and thought to herself, "Is true love so hard to come by in this palace? Your Majesty, if you truly love me, why would you be so embarrassed?" Sadness and disappointment intertwined in her heart.

His Majesty stopped wandering, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, and sighed softly: "My beloved, I also want to be with you like an ordinary couple and accompany you for life, but the rules of this palace..." Helplessness and pain were fully revealed.

Concubine Su interrupted His Majesty with sobs, sat up suddenly, and looked directly into His Majesty's eyes: "Your Majesty, in your heart, are rules more important than my sincerity? I just want pure love, why is it so difficult?" Concubine Su's mood has changed from loss to anger and despair.

His Majesty remained silent, gazing at the moonlight outside the window, his heart in deep struggle. His hands kept rubbing the corners of his clothes, revealing his inner uneasiness.

Concubine Su continued to sob, "Your Majesty, do you know how much pain I feel every day in this palace, watching the jealousy and scheming of the other concubines? I only want to find a little warmth and support in your arms. Is this too much to ask for?" She wiped away the tears that kept flowing with a handkerchief, her eyes filled with resentment. The pain became more and more intense.

His Majesty turned his head and looked at Concubine Su's tearful face, feeling heartbroken and breathless. He reached out his hand, wanting to wipe away Concubine Su's tears, but stopped mid-air, afraid of offending the beautiful woman.

"My beloved, I..." His Majesty's voice was full of helplessness and pain, and his face was full of entanglement and struggle.

Concubine Su raised her head and looked at His Majesty with tearful eyes: "Your Majesty, if you can't give me your true love, I would rather never receive your favor again." There was a final stubbornness in her despair.

These words hit His Majesty's heart like a heavy hammer. He had never thought that Concubine Su would be so resolute. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond. He just stared at Concubine Su blankly, his lips trembling slightly.

The atmosphere in the bedroom became increasingly solemn. His Majesty's hesitation and Concubine Su's sadness made the entire room seem shrouded in gloom.

At this moment, the cry of a nightingale suddenly came from outside the window. The voice was clear and sad, as if it was also feeling sad for the lovers.

His Majesty stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the dark night sky, his mind racing. He recalled every detail of his acquaintance with Concubine Su, her every smile and frown, her gentleness and thoughtfulness.

"Am I really going to lose my beloved concubine's true love because of this so-called rule?" His Majesty muttered to himself, his hands gripping the window frame tightly, his knuckles turning white. His inner struggle reached its peak.

Concubine Su continued to cry on the bed, her sobs growing fainter and fainter, as if her heart was dying bit by bit, and her body gradually curled up into a ball. Complete despair made her lose all strength.

His Majesty turned around and hugged Concubine Su tightly in his arms. At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world only consisted of the two of them.

As the night deepened, the candlelight still flickered, illuminating the figures of the two people embracing each other, and their future was still full of unknowns...