Jia Tanchun, who was reborn and his wedding day was approaching, heard that the court wanted to marry me to an overseas vassal country to use as a political bargaining chip.
I suppressed my anger and demanded "free trade concessions" and "communication rights" as my dowry.
The female relatives in the feudal palace sneered: "Princess? It's just a gorgeous gift from China!"
Three years later, I controlled 70% of the country's shipping, and secret caravans exchanged spices and gems for domestic tea and silk.
Beside the tears on the bottom page of the encrypted account book, it is written: "The mother country exiled the children here, but it became the umbilical cord of the mother country to continue life."
