I am Yuan Qingwan, a disposable clan girl from the Northern Wei Dynasty. I was sent to the Northern Zhou Dynasty by an imperial edict to marry the legendary murderous tyrant Yuwen Yong. With a dagger hidden in my sleeve, I stepped into the Chang'an Palace. He was indeed terrifying. His eyes swept across him, making the courtiers tremble like chaff. But that terrifying tyrant gave me all his tenderness. The delicacies of the imperial dining room, the fruits and melons from the Western Regions, and even his dragon bed, would appear in front of me the next moment as long as I took one more look. I panicked: "Your Majesty, the country is the most important thing!" But he hugged me from behind, and his warm breath was on my ears: "Wan'er, this country was originally created for you." Later, he even pushed the memorial to me for approval. All the civil and military officials of the dynasty were kneeling outside the palace, but he was concentrating on polishing ink for me inside the palace. Okay, I, Yuan Qingwan, will be in charge of this Northern Zhou Dynasty.
