Shen Wuxia is the most beautiful woman in the capital. She spends her days playing casinos and sleeping in flower houses at night. Her biggest wish is to inherit a fortune and raise eight beautiful men.
The emperor issued an imperial edict to marry her to the notorious third prince.
To resist the decree is to die, and to marry is impossible.
Shen Wuxia turned around and picked up a poisonous beauty from a dark alley, and announced in public: "Marriage cannot be granted. I have raised children in my outer room for three years, and I already have children."
The handsome man is named He Ling. He is frail and homeless. He has nothing but a face that brings disaster to the country and the people.
Someone came to her door to force her to marry him, so he collapsed in her arms and called her in a low voice: "Sister, my back hurts."
When no one was around, he trapped her between the bed tents, and slowly brushed her lips with his fingertips: "Miss Shen touched me three times today. How should I settle the account?"
Shen Wuxia always thought that he had picked up a beautiful and vindictive little white rabbit.
Until the palace gate opened wide and the cavalry entered the city.
The man whose shirt was disheveled on her bed last night put on a black royal robe, and all the civil and military officials in the court knelt down and shouted that the regent was a thousand years old.
Later, he ascended to the throne in blood and stretched out his hand to her under the spotlight of everyone——
"The country belongs to me, and I belong to you."
Shen Wuxia looked at his former male favorite on the throne and fell into deep thought.
They agreed to only use him to prevent marriage, so how come he still ascended the throne?