Yan Yexi didn't give a damn about the emperor or entrance into the palace. Those things were too illusory and unrealistic. Yan Yeshi was born with a hard life. She couldn't possibly be a concubine of a young lady who was hidden in her own home and had to share a man with an adult woman. For a woman like her who wanted to love only by her single Iowa and dress herself up in the modern world, it was simply more unbelievable than a fantasy. Not to mention that she had to fight with a bunch of women after entering the palace. Such hard work couldn't get her out of the good thing. "If you must find a man to love, I'd rather choose a smaller one. As for the thing like getting into the palace, you'd better let other women compete for the head." While thinking, Yan Yexi bundled the tie on her robe
