Rebirth of the Emperor's Betrayed Concubine next emperess

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The air in the **imperial court** was heavy with the scent of jasmine and the soft hum of whispered conversations, as dignitaries from all corners of the empire gathered for a grand ceremony. Among them, a young woman stood like a flower untouched by time—

**Tae**, the daughter of **Minister Kim**,

Kim taehyung (past life)

Whose beauty was known to all who had the fortune to lay eyes upon her.

At just sixteen, Tae had already captured the attention of the most powerful men in the land, but it was not her status or noble lineage that made her so captivating. It was the way she moved, as though the very world had been made to bend around her. Her skin, pale and smooth like porcelain, glowed with the softness of moonlight. Dark, silky hair cascaded down her back in perfect waves, framing a face that seemed too perfect to be real—a heart-shaped face with delicate features, full lips, and eyes that sparkled like the midnight sky. Her gaze, deep and mysterious, held a kind of quiet power, as though she could peer into the very souls of those who met her eyes.

Tae’s beauty was the subject of poetry and song, whispered in courtyards and sung in the halls of the imperial palace. But it was not just her outer allure that made her extraordinary. It was the grace she carried herself with—an elegance that could only be the result of rigorous training, honed by her noble upbringing in the

**Kim family**.

Though Tae was the daughter of a powerful minister, it was her **pure heart** and **innocence**

That had caught the eye of the late emperor, the father of the current ruler. The old emperor, known for his wisdom and keen eye for talent, had seen something in Tae that no one else could. He was captivated not only by her beauty but by the **intelligence** and **poise** that radiated from her. It was said that when he first laid eyes on her during a royal banquet, he was so struck by her presence that he immediately **summoned** her father to offer her a **promise**—a promise that would change the course of Tae’s life forever.

In the presence of the**empress**, **noble families**, and **royal officials**

The old emperor spoke with the kind of authority that made everyone in the room hold their breath. He declared that

**Tae** would be chosen, **by his own will**,to **stand by his side** as the **future empress** of the empire. She would bear the next emperor—his heir, his legacy. Tae, who had been raised in the shadows of power, never once imagining that she could rise above her father’s ambitions, felt her heart soar at the words.

It was a promise that no one could break, or so she thought.

In the years that followed, Tae’s beauty only bloomed further, becoming more radiant with each passing day. Yet, despite the lavish praise and attention from courtiers, Tae remained as modest as ever, her thoughts always on the promise made by the emperor. She trained,

Not just in the **elegant arts of the court** but also in the **subtle games of diplomacy and politics**, understanding that the role of empress would not simply be about beauty or grace but also about **wisdom**, **influence**, and the ability to **navigate the complex web of power** in the palace

Her life, it seemed, had been set in motion toward a single, inevitable conclusion—**she would be empress**. Tae had not the slightest doubt in her heart. She had been chosen by the emperor himself, and in her heart, she believed that nothing would ever break that bond.

But little did she know, the world would soon turn against her, and the emperor’s promise would **be shattered** in the most painful way imaginable.

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