On my wedding night, as the red candles flickered, I heard the Crown Prince whispering to someone outside the window: “In three days, the Duke of Zhenguo’s household will rebel. The entire family must be executed.”
Memories of my past life came flooding back. This was the very man who, after ascending the throne, slaughtered all twenty-three members of my Su family.
And here I was, on the wedding bed, still wearing the bridal gown I had embroidered for him.
I tore off my veil and rushed out of the bridal chamber, ripping up the marriage contract in front of all the guests.
“Your Highness, Crown Prince, I’m calling off this wedding!”
That very night, I rode to the Regent’s palace and slapped my bloodstained family military seal down before Zhao Xuan.
“Marry me, and the Su family’s one hundred thousand cavalry are yours.”
He lifted a hand in bloodstained armor and stroked my cheek. “The position of princess consort has been vacant for years. I’ve been waiting for you to take it.”
Later, in the grand palace hall, the new emperor Zhao Xuan crowned me.
As the ministers protested a woman taking the throne, he smiled and stepped down from the dais.
“My wife is the emperor. I am content to serve as her subject.”
