Long Live Her Highness the Imperial Princess

She is a princess of a matriarchal kingdom: proud and unruly, a dashing playboy with a peerlessly cold beauty, seductive eyes, and a naturally alluring charm. With a lift of her lips, she dazzles the world. She roams the martial world, drinking and singing to her heart’s content, riding in fine clothes on a spirited horse, and leaving a trail of admirers in her wake. A foreign emperor says, “I offer you my empire as a bride-price. Marry me and be my consort.” She snaps, “I thought we were friends, and you want to marry me?” She was born to rule. Why should she lower herself to be a consort? In Xiling, countless unmarried men dream of marrying her. The young masters fight and even come to blows for a chance to see her. As the world is swept up in turmoil, she rides into the storm, conquers the battlefield, and wins herself a splendid realm. She enjoys life to the fullest, passing through a hundred blossoms without a single petal clinging to her, taking in the beauty of the realm and its handsome men. Ruling the world is no match for a life of freedom. An imperial throne and realm are no match for roaming the martial world as her heart desires.