The Closed Moon and Shy Flower Palace, a place akin to a royal palace, was a luminescent realm of endless grand halls, glittering with golden shine. Intricately carved beams and painted rafters nestled under the glow of lanterns. The captivating melodies of light music and enchanting dances filled the air, accompanied by the chime of lutes and the melodious flute, intoxicating to the marrow of one's bones.
This was a gold-squandering den, boasting the finest wine, the most delectable cuisine, the most graceful dancers, the most melodious singers... Endless "bests" were housed here, but above all, the most exquisite of beauties reigned.
Here were the wildest beauties, agile and graceful as female leopards, embodying a savage allure; strong women, unyielding like untamed horses; and the most talented and beautiful ladies who could converse on the beauty of nature, write poetry, paint, and fill silent nights with their charm, creating an atmosphere of literature and poetry.
