The current Emperor is madly in love with his mum, so much so that his choice of concubines is pretty simple, if a girl looks like his mum then her chance of being a concubine is high.

He sits on his throne, his beloved mum sits beside him and frowns. In front of the throne were women who looked like her and all dressed the same.

"Dear Mother, you don't seem to like my choice?" he said noticing her frown. Pointing his finger at the most similar one he kicked the other women away and smiled. "So, why are you silent?" he said chuckling softly, his obsession was obvious.