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In a palace coup, the 12-year-old Princess Baojing was pushed to the throne by her mother, Queen Deng. The chief minister of the dynasty was her biological uncle, and the Sangong and Jiuqing were her uncles. She yawned every day and went to court, sitting on a hard dragon chair and listening to a group of old men arguing.
The indifferent and alienated fiancé, the unsmiling imperial master, the duplicitous imperial priest, and the secret guard she has never met... She grew up among dull and boring men. It is written everywhere in the classics and history that women cannot be emperors.
When she was sixteen, a rich and handsome young man came to Hongwen Hall. He was different from others in that he would never talk to her about big things, and he would secretly take her to Chang'an Avenue for fun. When she was punished by her teacher to copy scriptures, he would imitate her handwriting and write for her; when reviewing memorials, he would give her suggestions; after being scolded by the Queen Mother, he would climb out of the window to comfort her in the middle of the night...
Later, he died.
She sat on the precarious throne and listened to the mountains shouting long live, but the people around her left one by one like duckweeds in the running water. The ill-fated confidant in the mortal world, the military marshal wrapped in horse leather, the vengeful boy who returned from hell... The hand that once protected her has gradually turned into a cocoon that restrains her and a cage that confines her.
Intention: Perseverance, self-reliance and self-reliance.