I, the most favored princess in the entire Taiyuan, and the number one dandy in Kyoto, today raped a common man.
The one who robbed was none other than Li Huai'an, the prince of Dingwuhou who had great military exploits in the past but whose family was now destroyed.
I kept him in my house and provided him with gold and jade.
He hated me for humiliating him and wanted to kill me day and night.
Until the night of the palace coup, I was dressed in blood and carrying the head of the rebel leader, stepped onto the Golden Palace.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty prostrated themselves on the ground and shouted long live.
In front of everyone, I stretched out my bloody hand to Li Huaian and asked him with a smile:
"Huaian, can I sit firmly on this dragon chair?"
