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At dawn, the lakeside surrounding the Imperial Palace was thick with morning mist, like a soft white veil, shrouding the entire world in a hazy haze. The mist seemed alive, flowing slowly, as if gently telling an ancient and mysterious story. The scenery was captivating. Caressed by the mist, the lake appeared exceptionally tranquil, like a vast silver mirror, smooth as silk, without a single ripple. Waterfowl frolicked on the surface, their joyful cries shattering the morning silence and adding a touch of life and energy to the tranquil scene. The birds, alternately soaring high and swooping down, seemed to play a joyful prelude to the story about to unfold.

Concubine Su wore a gorgeous pink gown, her skirt swaying gently with her steps, like a blooming peach blossom, alluring and alluring. Her face was lightly powdered, her brows as black as distant indigo, and when slightly furrowed, she held a touch of endearing sorrow; her eyes, full of amorous glances, seemed to hold a thousand words. Her delicate features, half-disappearing in the morning mist, were even more captivating, like a fairy in the mist, inviting one to approach, yet fearing to offend. The Emperor, clad in a dragon robe, stood tall and straight, the golden threads shimmering in the hazy light, embodying his dignity and majesty. His handsome face wore a hint of weariness, perhaps the result of the toil of state affairs, but this did not diminish his charm in the slightest, but instead added a touch of maturity and experience, making him irresistible.

Noble Concubine Su and the Emperor strolled side by side by the lake, their path carpeted with glistening dewdrops, as if nature had paved a dazzling path for them. With each step, they could hear a gentle crunching sound, the sound of dewdrops being crushed, whispering a secret between them. Noble Concubine Su tilted her head slightly, gazing at the Emperor, her eyes filled with deep affection and exploration. That gaze, like a warm spring breeze, gently caressed the Emperor's heart.

"Your Majesty, I have recently been deeply impressed by some of the bad habits that have become ingrained in the palace. If they are not reformed, they may undermine your majesty's wisdom," Noble Concubine Su said softly, her voice like the morning breeze, gentle yet with a hint of firmness. Those words were like a pebble dropped into a lake, shattering the tranquility.

The Emperor paused, his gaze deep into the distance, lost in thought. His eyes were as deep as the ocean, as if they could see through everything in the world. He knew that palace practices were deeply ingrained and reform would be difficult, a mountain of unshakable weight weighing heavily on his heart. But looking at Concubine Su's eyes beside him, filled with expectation, as bright as the stars, his heart was filled with waves, waves that spread out in circles, crashing against his heart.

"My beloved, this matter is of grave importance. I must weigh the pros and cons." The Emperor's voice was deep and magnetic, like the tolling of a deep bell, echoing by the silent lake. Every word carried a heavy weight, a glimpse of his inner struggle.

Concubine Su bit her lip lightly, a flicker of disappointment flashing across her eyes, a fleeting feeling like a shooting star. But soon, she regained her resolve, a resolve like a burning flame, burning brighter and brighter within her heart. She reached out and gently grasped the Emperor's sleeve, saying softly, "Your Majesty, I know this is a difficult matter, but I believe in your great talent and vision, and that you will surely break with the old and establish the new." Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of eagerness and longing.

The emperor's expression shifted slightly, his heart swirling with concerns about reform, yet also with his affection and trust for Concubine Su. Those concerns, like countless threads, woven through his mind, made it difficult to make a decision; while his affection and trust, like a beam of warm sunlight, sought to penetrate the thick fog. He once again fell into deep thought. The various forces within the palace were like a tangled web of threads, and every decision could lead to unforeseen consequences. He seemed to see those forces surging in the shadows, like a pack of ferocious beasts lurking in the darkness, ready to pounce at any moment.

The morning mist by the lake seemed to sense the emperor's inner struggles, growing thicker, as if to complicate his decision. The fog thickened, like an invisible wall, blocking the path ahead. The calls of the waterfowl grew deeper, as if they were worried about the tense atmosphere. Their cries were no longer cheerful, but filled with anxiety.

Seeing the Emperor remain silent for so long, Concubine Su felt uneasy. Her heartbeat was like a drum, threatening to burst out of her throat. She knew her proposal might affect the interests of many, but for the sake of the Emperor's kingdom and their future, she decided to bravely speak up once more.

"Your Majesty, I am not thinking only of myself, but of your legacy. If this reform succeeds, your Majesty will be remembered in history as a wise ruler." Concubine Su's voice trembled slightly, tears glistening in her eyes. Those tears shimmered in the morning mist like brilliant gems, impossible to ignore.

The Emperor turned his head and looked at Concubine Su's pitiful appearance, his heart softening. Seeing her tearful face, he felt as if he were looking at a flower swaying in the wind and rain, a flower he couldn't help but want to protect. He knew Concubine Su's sincerity and understood that her advice was not unreasonable.

"My beloved, I understand your intentions." The emperor took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "I am willing to give it a try." The voice was firm and powerful, like lightning that cuts through the darkness, bringing a ray of hope.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Su's face lit up with an ecstatic smile, like the first ray of morning sunshine, dispelling all the gloom. She threw herself into the emperor's arms, weeping with joy. Her tears soaked the emperor's clothes, but also warmed his heart.

"Your Majesty, I knew you would prioritize the country and the people," Concubine Su said, choking back tears. Her voice, filled with gratitude and joy, echoed in the Emperor's ears like beautiful music.

The Emperor embraced Concubine Su tightly, feeling her joy and excitement. At this moment, his heart was filled with only deep affection for her and hope for the future. He seemed to have forgotten all his worries, wishing only to spend this wonderful time with the woman in his arms.

Sunlight finally pierced the morning mist, casting a golden glow upon them, as if shrouding them in a divine aura. Warm and gentle, it illuminated their faces and their future. The Emperor's deep affection for Su Guifei was completely lost in this moment. He was willing to face all difficulties and challenges for Concubine Su and for their shared ideals.

However, in a distant corner of the palace, a group of ministers witnessed this scene, their faces filled with worry. Worry hung over their hearts like a dark cloud. They whispered to each other, as if they were plotting something.