Li Xiao had a vague feeling that she liked Zhou Siqi. She tossed and turned at night and thought: What if she really liked Zhou Siqi? Zhou Siqi must also like him. There is no other wise and mighty man like him in the world. It doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman, a maid or a prince, shouldn't everyone like him? Having made such preparations, Li Xiao felt that everything was clear, and he made a plan in his heart: Although His Highness the Crown Prince is a man, if he can't let go of his face, then Li Xiao will pierce the window paper himself, and he still has to show the courage of a man. The worst case scenario is that he will become an unworthy descendant and sit on the throne of the first male empress in the Daliang... Oh, there is no need to think so far, maybe Zhou Siqi won't be able to become the emperor. Hey, duh. If he couldn't become emperor, wouldn't he have to be a widower? If the price of being together for a lifetime is to stay together for a few years and then be alone for half of your life, then Zhou Siqi is better off being the emperor. Moreover, as a male queen, with his wisdom and prowess, if he went to the harem, there would probably be no small clothes left for him to fight with among the three thousand beauties. Um. Very good. Li Xiao consciously thought long-term and took precautions, so he felt sleepy and fell asleep as soon as he tilted his head. Later, when Zhou Siqi learned about it, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Since you have become the first male queen of Daliang, why don't you just be more unworthy and force me to dismiss the harem?"
Determination: My heart goes to you and to the bright moon