HHYL Shortfics

Concubines' Melancholy

# This shortfic is actually had been forgotten by me. LOL. Once I wrote it and had someone else posted it in their page, but @Myhomin20 mentioned about this, and I remembered that I had written this kind of story before. LOL.

Okay, me is no good with something I don't like. And OBVIOUSLY I don't like Jing's concubines. If can, I will kill them all in my next FF. ahahhahaha.... Kidding. XD

So, here it is. A short fic about Jing's concubines. XD

Concubines' Melancholy

'What's the point of having your body here when your heart is somewhere else!'

---Some concubines who were deeply in love with their Imperial husband, the Emperor, would contain this unsatisfactory sentiment inside their hearts. But some would be more rational. It was already more than enough to have even a little time of the emperor.

It was already satisfactory enough to have the temporary affection of the Emperor. Regardless the amount of time they spent in solitude. Regardless the many of days they wasted to beautify themselves in vain......

'If I can have your heart, even if I have to give up the whole world, I won't hesitate the slightest bit.'

---Shout the blindly in love concubines inwardly.

The beautiful Emperor was surrounded by his favourite concubines. Concubines that were allowed to freely touch him and act all spoiled with their obvious pride at being the closest to the Emperor. Being the Emperors' favourite, one could be considered as having the world. Nobody would dare to oppose them. The Emperor would punish whoever dared to cause them unhappiness.

The Emperor's heart was vague like the mist. When you thought you had had it in your hand, it would vanish without a trace, leaving behind a limitless loneliness......

'What should I do to get your heart? What should I do to turn your gaze to me?'

---The forgotten concubines cried inwardly......

Being Imperial Concubines, at the very least, they had one unforgettable night with the Emperor. But being the favourite, one could have countless spring nights to be spent in the company of the Emperor. One could have His Majesty in their bed, looking at only them......

Currently the one that had such blessing was Concubine Xi Yan. The palace's dancer who caught the Emperor's attention.

'All I want is your heart, but you don't even have a heart...'

---Desperate concubines began to loathe their heartless Imperial husband.

Yet they still couldn't let go the slight hope in their heart. Hanging on the thin thread, they wished and prayed.

As if Heaven had answered their prayers, the Empress had fallen from grace all of a sudden. Nobody knew what she had done or for what reason, all they knew was that the Empress had stepped down from the crown and left not long after her father, the infamous traitor of Datong, Prince Yong Yi passed away.

What about the Emperor? Was he devastated?

Not at all. His majesty was indifferent. As expected of our heartless Emperor.

Moreover, he had departed with quite a number of Imperial guards and headed to south. He headed to Jiangnan in a rush. But the concubines cared none for what or why the Emperor headed to south.