Empress + Machiavellianism + Emotion 1v1 (physical health is not guaranteed, she is the emperor after all). When everyone talks about the Dasheng female crown prince, they avoid her like a snake or a scorpion.
Every day I eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, wear silks and satins, read poems and books on etiquette, and do things that are worse than those of pigs and dogs.
When he was nine years old, he beat his brother until he vomited blood for a foreign inkstone. When he was sixteen years old, he made three prime ministers angry when he went to court for the first time. After that, he even forcibly kissed the family's eldest son in the name of visiting a doctor. When he was seventeen years old, when he proposed marriage for the first time, the emperor went out of his way to choose a young general from the general's family who was brave, good at fighting, and charming. He frightened the general into entering the palace in the middle of the night to cancel the engagement with a gold medal for immunity from death. . . .
Everyone thought she would be rampant for a long time. A concubine from the former dynasty who did not observe the rules of women became the emperor, and she spoiled her daughter to the point of being lawless and made this loser the crown princess. What good outcome could there be?
The effeminate imperial brother is gentle and petty on the surface, but secretly spreads rumors and recruits troops to win over people's hearts; the Dasheng Taifu, who looks like Pan An and has no plans, openly belittles her in front of the disciples of the aristocratic family, and then turns around and joins the imperial brother; when there is trouble on the border, she I personally went to ask the young general to lead the troops to go on an expedition, but he was turned away on the grounds of illness. The next day, I saw him hanging out in a wine shop and said arrogantly: "I can't stand up to receive a useless snack. I just want to show off the old woman and that little idiot!"
Finally, the Huns invaded, my mother was seriously ill, and the emperor's brother rebelled, so I just had to wait for the good-for-nothing female prince to eat.
Only the love-minded Prime Minister's son cried and held Ji Chengyuan's hand:
"Ayuan, we were born in the same quilt and died in the same hole."
Ji Chengyuan raised the opponent's chin frivolously and clicked: "Okay, stop pretending, get ready to close the net."
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance, strong alliance