The eunuch spoke in a low voice, âI heard that Concubine Jin suddenly fell ill with a headache, and the pain was unbearable, so she called for the Imperial Physicianâ¦â
âHow did she get a headache? Ah!â the Emperor exclaimed angrily, âHow are these servants attending to her? Donât they know that Concubine Jin is most afraid of pain?â
The eunuch dared not speak.
Concubine Xian stood up, gently patted the Emperorâs back, and said softly, âYour Majesty, donât worry. Concubine Jinâs headache is an old ailment, and it will be fine after a while. Let me serve you to rest.â
âNo. How can I sleep?â the Emperor frowned, âI must go see her.â
With that, he began to walk out.
Concubine Xian, a little anxious, grabbed his arm, âYour Majesty, you hardly come to visit me. Please go see her tomorrow and let her rest now.â
The Emperor glanced at her, feeling somewhat guilty, but still removed her hand, âI will visit you next time. Concubine Jinâs headache might be serious, and I wonât be at ease without visiting her first.â
âYour Majestyâ¦â
Concubine Xian followed him and watched him leave without looking back, stomping her foot in frustration, âYour Majesty, Your Majesty, please donât go!â
She had worked so hard to prepare for this night, and now he was just leaving!
He was beckoned away by Concubine Jinâs mere mention of a headache.
He left without any hesitation.
And at such a moment.
Concubine Xian was angry, embarrassed, and anxious, tears streaming down her face.
A palace maid entered to serve her, whispering, âYour Highness, please come inside, His Majesty has already left.â
âWhy did he have to leave?â
âBecause of Concubine Jinâ¦â
âBecause Jin Zhuzhu fell ill with a headache!â Concubine Xian interrupted her, her voice shrill, âEvery month, the Emperor stays with her for seven or eight days, even more than with the Empress! How many women are there in the harem? Over a hundred! She monopolizes so many nights; how can other women live?â
Her heart was filled with jealousy and anger; her face stained with tears, âFu Liu, do you know? I havenât served the Emperor in bed for eight years, seven months, and twenty-one days.â
How lonely were those nearly three thousand days and nights?
Concubine Xian, face streaked with tears, covered her face, leaned against the door, and slid to the floor, sobbing inconsolably.
âI want but this one night, just one night⦠Why canât Jin Zhuzhu even spare me that?â
The palace maids knelt beside her, weeping with her.
The women of the harem were truly suffering.
Concubine Xian sat on the floor and cried for a long time until her tears dried and couldnât flow anymore.
A palace maid whispered to comfort her, âYour Highness, there is still a long way to go. Today Concubine Jin said she has a headache and lured His Majesty away. Surely she canât have a headache every day? His Majesty will come again next time.â
Concubine Xianâs expression was dispirited, âIâve grown old; I canât wait that long.â
âYour Highness, you are not old at all, and you wonât have to wait too long. Next month, His Majesty will come. Today, when His Majesty left, he seemed a little guilty. Maybe he will come back in just a few days.â
Concubine Xian looked up, âWill he?â
âHis Majesty is not a heartless man.â
âYouâre right.â Concubine Xian wiped her tears, âHis Majesty said that I still look the same as thirty years ago, and that I look good in pink.â
âYes, His Majesty will still reminisce about your appearance today after he returns. He will definitely come back.â
Concubine Xianâs eyes showed a glimmer of hope.
Fu Liu helped her up, âYour Highness, let me help you wash your face, remove your makeup, and rest early. Rejuvenate yourself so you can serve His Majesty again next time..â