Yang Guifei’s dream is hidden behind a heavy wooden door, tucked inside one of Shanghai’s traditional lanes. On the ground floor, an island bar takes centerstage, its bottles and glasses alight with the flicker of candlelight. Presiding over the space is a portrait of Yang herself, lounging, voluptuous, and resplendent in flowing imperial robes. Perfect for pre-dinner drinks, or intimate get-togethers over a cocktail or few, its allure is best experienced in two leafy, lantern-lit secret gardens.