When I woke up, the enemy's national division was sleeping next to him, his clothes disheveled. What should I do?
Zhao Yiyue: Of course I want to find a way to force him to stay with me and take advantage.
My mortal enemy, the Minister of Justice, suspects me of corruption and bribery. I follow him wherever I go. What should I do?
Zhao Yiyue: Of course I am attracted to him and disgusted with him.
What should I do if the emperor misses the empress who died young and treats me as a substitute and always asks me to accompany her in the palace?
Zhao Yiyue: Of course, drink a bowl of poison and break the pot.
The emperor granted me a marriage and asked me to marry a widowed princess. What should I do?
Zhao Yiyue: Of course it was the old emperor who faked the marriage with the former imperial master in advance and was so angry that he granted the marriage.
Overnight, news spread throughout Bianjing that the young minister of Dali Temple was a cut-sleeve man who forcibly married a state minister. What should I do?
Zhao Yiyue: Of course, I have to push down my sweetheart, take off my vest, and use facts to prove that I am not a rabbit.
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On the wedding day, Imperial Master Li Jibai looked at the lady's red wedding dress delivered to his room and was speechless.
Li Jibai: Mr. Zhao, do you want me to wear women's clothes to get married?
Zhao Yiyue: I'm sorry, this is my wedding dress.
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Intention: Don't bend your waist for rice
