The Thirty-Three Kings' Struggle, Beginning with My Political Marriage

After transmigrating, Liu Anyi couldn't understand how anyone could be stupid enough to send princes off to marry into foreign royalty.

And not just one, but thirty-three of them. Wasn't that giving other people a perfectly legitimate excuse to gang up on you?

What, was life too boring, so you wanted to spice things up? What an idiot.

He knew all this because he was Little Thirty-Three, and he was on his way to be married off.

Even more absurdly, his father, who was obsessed with alchemy, and his eldest sister, who had grand ambitions but little ability, both thought it was a fantastic bargain.

Thirty-three princes, thirty-three countries, and thirty-three rulers and princes with ulterior motives.

Some wanted to conquer the world, some wanted revenge, and some simply wanted to topple this ridiculous realm...

Liu Anyi's ambitions were the simplest: If that bastard can sit on the throne, why can't I?

After all, anyone with eyes could see that the day the thirty-three princes were sent away, the fight for the throne began, and so did the age of chaos.

Someone once said: These are the best of times, and the worst of times.

The thirty-three people who were sold off now faced thirty-three bloody paths to supremacy.

Some became legends, while others became the bones in those legends.

Form alliances to resist the strong and make friends far away while attacking nearby; avoid the enemy's strengths and strike at their weaknesses, let the rested fight the weary; establish clear laws and strengthen discipline...

Only after Little Thirty-Three, Liu Anyi, finally took the throne did everyone realize that Liu Anyi was anything but at ease...