The concubines envied and hated you, for the Emperor's attention. They did not want the empress' vacant position to be taken by you, a lowly dancer who caught the emperor's eye.

The emperor threatened to kill your family and forcibly takes you to the palace with your broken mind.

He gave you expensive dresses, beautiful jewellery, and affection that you didn't need.

"Staying up late is not good for you," the Emperor caressed your cheek gently and smiled. "Is something still bothering you, My Nightingale?"