My eldest sister is the most talented woman in the capital, and I am the most dandy in the capital. She and the prince were in love, but I was accused of being married to the prince's nemesis, King Zhenbei. The whole capital is betting on when I will be strangled to death by King Zhenbei. On the day we returned home, my eldest sister deliberately knocked over the tea I handed her: "Sister, a marriage that is forced will not be happy." I slipped and fell into the arms of King Zhenbei. He grabbed my waist and sneered: "Madam said she had a sore back last night, and now she is throwing herself into her arms?" When my aunt's face turned pale, I stood on tiptoe and whispered in King Zhenbei's ear: "Your Majesty, I stole the border defense map of the East Palace." . .
