It was said that Prince Ye of Dayong was ruthless, cold, domineering, and merciless toward women.
Yet he spoiled one little cat rotten.
“No staying out all night!”
“No talking to other men!”
“Don’t let other men lay a finger on you!”
One day, a certain cat finally had enough of his domineering ways and ran away from home.
She declared, “You sicko! I’d never stay with you. I’m marrying the Imperial Preceptor!”
On her wedding night, she lifted her veil and saw his handsome face. He parted his lips and said, “I am the Imperial Preceptor. Whether you want to marry me or not, you’re marrying me.”
The woman: “???”
“I’m divorcing you! I absolutely am! I’ll marry the High Priest instead!”
“Sorry, that’s me too.”
