I transmigrated into an emperor with real power over an army of seven hundred thousand.
On our wedding night, though, Empress Liu Ruyan barred me from entering.
She pressed a knife to her throat and threatened me:
“Give it up. Even if you get my body, you'll never have my heart.”
As I pondered her words, she relented a little, looking at me as if granting a favor.
“But if you make Xiao Chen a marquis, I might consider giving you a chance to court me!”
I asked a young eunuch nearby and learned that
Xiao Chen was her beloved, a poor scholar who had failed the imperial exams for three years running.
I snapped my fingers, ordered my men to seize Xiao Chen, and swept Liu Ruyan into my arms as I carried her inside.
“Guards, castrate Xiao Chen and leave him outside the bedchamber. Tonight, I want him to watch me consummate my marriage with the empress.”
