It was very quiet outside the yard. Concubine Qin wore a light purple dress that was made of one of the 10 kinds of brocade. It made her look both unobtrusive and voluptuous, adding to the beauty of her delicate face. She stood in the shadows outside the yard and her eyes, which had always been proud, were not calm. She frowned slightly and waited quietly under the tree.

At this time, the moon had risen into the sky, but it was not bright tonight. The air was a little dull, as ...