"Tianqi juggles her demanding entertainment career while crafting words that bridge reality and dreams. Such a vibrant life must inspire novels like Eastern Palace: Dream of Fallen Splendor. May every girl who writes or reads this story find her own beautiful dream."
——Fan Bingbing


I admire those who can pour their "joys and sorrows" into the tip of their pen; I believe that requires a certain talent. Actors perform in other people's stories, whereas writing allows one to roam freely within the stories they create, playing all the characters. I have always thought that being a star is a social role, a profession, but we must not confuse our profession with our life. Portraying others' lives also requires us to restore the true colors of our own lives. To portray a character well, life experiences and the accumulation of cultural heritage are equally important. Many inspirations throughout life are locked away; without a pen, it is difficult to release those fleeting thoughts from the heart. Everyone is chasing the relentless pace of time, and the rings of years easily leave marks of the passing time. We all hope to do more of what we want to do within our limited time, whether it is mature or immature, good or bad. One should live earnestly while pursuing their dreams. Everyone needs a channel to express their understanding of life and their inner feelings, and Tianqi has long been using her pen to write about her insights into life through her characters and stories. "Eastern Palace: Dream of Fallen Splendor", romance amidst prosperity and desolation, a steadfast adherence to love, and an expectation and belief in the fortunes of life. There will always be some helplessness among the masses, but Tianqi leaves us a trace of warmth amidst the sorrow. To be able to accompany paper and pen, not needing to think whether others understand or not, just needing to understand oneself is, I believe, a very romantic thing.
—— Le Jia

★Personally recommended by renowned actress Fan Bingbing, with a heartfelt preface by famous host Le Jia.
★The debut literary work of Shi Tianqi, a rising star among Chinese-language writers — her prose is fresh, delicate, and vivid, blending unexpected twists with poignant humor.

A legendary romance of unwavering devotion, set against a backdrop of imperial conspiracies.
To Su Yu, even the empire’s glory pales beside Song Ying.
The Eastern Palace is a walk on thin ice — but life and death matter little, so long as you’re mine.

"I’d trade this vast kingdom for a lifetime with you."
She is the woman cherished by two dynasty heirs — one abdicated his throne for her, the other never wed again.

Song Ying never aspired to greatness, only a love that promised joy. She didn’t know if Su Yu was her destiny, but if he dared marry her, she’d dare say yes. Then she met a former crown prince — a man born for vengeance, whose schemes crumbled before his love for her.
Su Yu, a hero on the battlefield, a ruthless strategist in court, yet only tenderness incarnate with Song Ying. This paragon of strength wants — and loves — no one but her.
Just as their happiness seems assured, the fallen prince rallies an army to reclaim his birthright, tearing them apart. Yet even in chaos, their vow holds:"Parted by war, bound by love unshaken."

Shi Tianqi, acclaimed actress ("The Land of China", "Switch", "Fog City"), is also a celebrated new-generation writer known for her lyrical, ethereal prose. Her works transport readers to worlds "untouched by dust".
A dedicated philanthropist, she’s won China’s Green Icon Award and served as ambassador for China Red Cross Foundation’s poverty-relief campaigns and children’s welfare initiatives.

Prologue
Chapter 1: Fateful Encounter
Chapter 2: Twined Fates
Chapter 3: Hearts Aflutter
Chapter 4: Hand in Hand
Chapter 5: Untimely End
Chapter 6: Seed of Calamity
Chapter 7: A Chilled Heart
Chapter 8: Farewell
Chapter 9: Rebellion
Chapter 10: Final Break
Chapter 11: Shadows and Secrets
Chapter 12: Longing
Chapter 13: Reunion
Chapter 14: Growing Old
Epilogue

My father is named Su Yu, the former crown prince of the State of Wei. My mother is named Song Ying, the daughter of the King of Pingxi.

I am Su Luo, two and a half years old. In the storybooks, it says that other young ladies are carried in sedan chairs when they go out, but I always ride a wolf. Although it is tall and mighty, so much so that three of me wouldn't match its size, its name is Xiao Huihui. Moreover, my mother gave it this name.

My father says that it was a chaotic era, and such eras give rise to beautiful women.

The history of the State of Wei was inadvertently brushed against by my mother, and it turned out to be an exquisitely painful beauty.

And the day my mother and father met was nothing short of spectacular and breathtaking...