Your Highness, Please Ascend the Throne

When Princess Yanghe, Zhao Duoyin, lived in the palace, she was an invisible little princess. Even her emperor father couldn't remember her childhood nickname.

After she married and left the palace, she discovered that the word “princess” alone was enough to let her throw her weight around in the capital!

Everyone in the capital: Princess, you seem like a saint!

The virtuous people who felt the radiance of her saintliness sighed again and again: What a pity the princess can't inherit the throne.

Zhao Duoyin smiled faintly. A pity you say that too soon.

Princess, please ascend the throne.

Theme: Orchids gaze at jade-green leaves, and white apes cry in the misty rain. Who could know that in the sea of clouds, a great roc strikes out for ninety thousand miles!