Reborn, Chu Shiyu finally understood.
In her last life, she had been a lovesick fool and died miserably in the street. This time, she’d decided to go crazy.
When her imperial brother, the emperor, tried to arrange her marriage, she crossed her hands in front of her. “No way!”
What was Su Yu to her, anyway? The standard she used to judge men now was whether she liked the look of them, not whether she could give them her heart.
As for herself? Since she had no interest in being a virtuous and proper Grand Princess, she might as well let loose.
The cold-faced chancellor snuck into her chambers begging her to take him in. The aloof general became her personal bedmate. Even the Book of Rites minister, who never stopped quoting the classics, was coaxed into dressing as a woman and singing for her…
The court officials trembled in fear. “Your Highness, are you going to ruin all of Tianqi’s most important ministers?”
Chu Shiyu lounged lazily on a daybed, running a finger down a list. “What’s the rush? I’m helping my imperial brother put the court in order. Of course, I mean the ‘order’ in my bedchamber.”
Life had been going along rather delightfully, until the men discovered that Chu Shiyu had added someone new to her list.
That day, the Princess’s residence erupted into chaos.
The chancellor grabbed the general by the collar, the general kicked the minister in the backside, and a whole group of men who usually struck fear across the land fought in a tangled heap in the courtyard over who was “the one His Highness loves most.”
Chu Shiyu sat beneath the covered walkway, cracking melon seeds and clapping sarcastically as she watched. “Stop fighting, stop fighting! You’re here to join this family, not tear it apart! You lot are louder than donkeys. Do you want me to use you to fill the moat?”
[Not a first-love-only romance: the heroine has past experience, but all the heroes are inexperienced. The heroine is extremely unhinged and unreasonable. Read with caution!]