At the Soaring Phoenix Palace.
Imperial Concubine Lin sat gracefully on a luxurious chair. Her long fingers softly caressing a gold phoenix robe, a complacent smile hanging on her lips. Her beautiful eyes glanced at the woman held to the ground by a guard and said in a provocative voice, "I just don’t understand how a face like Yours could receive so much love from His Imperial Majesty. I’m a thousand times prettier than You, so why won’t he pay full attention to me? All the pampering I’ve received is probably on account of the fact that my little sister is the concubine of the nobleman Xia Yu."
She couldn’t accept it. The Empress certainly wasn’t beautiful or all that virtuous. She wasn’t even from an all-powerful background, so why did His Imperial Majesty choose her to become his Empress?
The title of the Empress should be mine!
I’m the only one who is suited to be the Mother of the Nation!
