The first time they met, he was six and she was eight, and she teased him.
The second time they met, he married her when he was eight and she was ten.
On the mast several feet tall, he was as stiff as a sculpture. She said softly from behind: "A Qian, don't be afraid, I'm here."
The day she got hairpins was his big day. She said with a bluster, "The emperor is only twelve years old. If any nun dares to gossip about the secrets of the boudoir in front of the emperor, her tongue should be cut out!"
On the day he completely seized power and took charge, he was drunk, pinched her wrist and said, "I really want to cut him into pieces with a thousand cuts!" She smiled slightly: "The emperor plans to deal with the Bai family members?" He said intermittently with drunken eyes, "Of course, men are slaves and women are prostitutes."
He had been married to her for seven years, but had never had any physical contact. First, they were both too young at the time, and second, she always knew her end.
She took advantage of someone's danger and tricked him into stamping her private seal and signing the imperial edict she had written in advance. From then on, she was no longer his queen, and the Bai family had no chance to turn around.
I know what you want and I'll help you! She kept her promise.