Everyone says I married a wonderful husband.
And how could he be anything less? He is the lofty emperor, while I am only a blind woman. Yet he sent a grand bridal procession ten li long and an eight-person sedan chair to escort me into the palace through its main gate himself.
From then on, I was The Outcast, second only to one and above all others. Everyone had to address me as "Your Majesty, the Empress."
What a glorious life.
But all I want is my little monk...
Theme: I wish only for freedom
