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The struggle between women is always the most cruel struggle. And the harem is a place of intense cruelty. What I want to write about is just a story about love and struggle in the quiet depths of the palace. The day I first entered the palace was a very sunny day. Dryan 12th year, lunar August 20th, a lucky day according to the almanac. Standing in the empty courtyard of the Ziao Castle, one could see the sky that was as clear as a blue jade, without a single cloud, occasionally with groups of wild geese flying overhead. The high-flying geese are said to be a very good omen. But... I couldn''''t help but shed tears, fearing that in this life, longing would last longer than dreams, fearing that even after gazing out at the endless autumn waters for eternity, we still could not meet again.