Before a revered monk passed away, he predicted that a queen would come from the Chancellor's household.
So the daughters of Chancellor Jiang were destined to marry into the imperial family.
When the emperor arranged our marriages, my elder half-sister chose the Crown Prince on the grounds that the eldest should go first, while I was betrothed to the Third Prince.
After marriage, my sister became little more than a plaything. Only then did she realize the Crown Prince was merely a puppet who lusted after beautiful women but was impotent.
When the emperor fell gravely ill, the Crown Prince voluntarily gave up the throne, and the Third Prince took his place. I became the exalted Crown Princess.
On the day of my investiture, my sister disguised herself as a eunuch and pushed me off the sacrificial altar.
As we died together, she shouted, "I am the one who should have been empress!"
When I opened my eyes again, we had both returned to the day our marriages were arranged.
This time, she declared without hesitation that she would marry no one but the Third Prince.
I smiled.
She didn't know the Third Prince was a bastard, and a bastard worse than any beast!
