Everyone in the capital knew that the eldest princess of Dayao was breathtakingly beautiful, with features like a painting. She was the apple of her imperial father's eye.
But no one knew that this heavenly beauty was a dutiful daughter in an unusually “rebellious” way.
When her father wanted to take a concubine, she threw a fit outside the palace gates.
When he wanted to mistreat a loyal minister, she slammed the table and argued until the emperor was left speechless.
When he tried to force her into a political marriage, she stormed into court with a sword in hand.
Everyone marveled at the eldest princess's audacity. Only the emperor rubbed his brow and smiled wryly:
“My good daughter, all that defiance of yours is for my sake...”
She smiled, her eyes curving, sweet yet stubborn:
“This is what I call one-of-a-kind filial devotion.”
