Summary
The Emperor brought a beauty back from the battlefield and insisted on marrying her. I furiously overturned the table in protest. “You don’t love me, and you won’t let me find a substitute, you have no martial virtue!” Is this about virtue? He’s marrying my great-grandmother!
Inside Taihe Hall, the Emperor and I were arguing fiercely.
“Little Piaopiao is only a few years older than me. Why aren wouldn’t we be a good match? She’s kind-hearted, gentle, and dignified, with a ton of good qualities. I’ve decided, I’ll spend the rest of my life with her.”
Only a few years older? I put my hands on my hips, surprised, and glanced behind the Emperor. The beauty was as delicate as a swaying willow, with tassels hanging by her ears, phoenix eyes paired with pink lips and an upturned nose, and thick eyelashes.