Lament at Long Gate Palace
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  • Reads 7,055
  • Votes 278
  • Parts 14
  • Time 25m
Complete, First published Oct 19, 2019
Disclaimer: This is a translation of the Chinese novel 长门怨 by Qiao Xi/乔夕 and not my own work.

Translated by: Catharcity (https://catharcity.wordpress.com/2017/10/08/lament-at-changmen-palace-oneshot/)

Fan Art Pic: 樂兮

Synopsis:

If Wei Zifu loved you, then her story could only have ended the way mine did.

If, from the beginning, all I wanted was only the precious throne belonging to an Empress, perhaps I would not have lost you as quickly as I had.

Note: This oneshot narrates the true story between Emperor Han Wudi (Liu Che) and his first wife, the deposed Empress Chen Jiao. Their story has been encapsulated into a famous chinese idiom called "金屋藏娇" (jīn wū cáng jiāo), which literally means 'putting (Chen) Jiao into a golden house'.
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