The day after her wedding, Liu You regained all her memories.
It turned out she wasn't born knowing everything. She'd simply retained some of the knowledge she'd learned in her previous life.
The good news: She was Emperor Wu of Han's second daughter.
She was probably Princess Eyi, who survived the Han palace's deadly struggle. In the future, eight-year-old Liu Fuling would be entrusted to her care.
If she could just hold out until Emperor Wu died, then take out Huo Guang, she could seize power without a hitch.
The bad news: Her fief wasn't in Eyi.
And the man lying beside her wasn't Wang Chong'er, Marquis Gai, but
Huo Qubing.
Yes, after more than ten years of tireless effort, she'd turned an easy-win scenario into a hellish start from the very beginning:
She'd failed to keep a low profile. Her father, Liu Che, knew she was no ordinary girl. Danger.
Huo Qubing was fiercely loyal to Emperor Wu and naturally aligned with Liu Ju. Danger.
She'd personally asked for this marriage, and on the surface, she was also on Liu Ju's side. Danger!
The best plan now was to stand by and watch Huo Qubing die young.
Then she could weep bitterly, refuse to remain in Chang'an, the place of her sorrow, and resolutely leave for her fief, fading from her father's sight.
She would put everything back on its original course and wait for the Witchcraft Rebellion.
Once the dust settled, she would return as Grand Princess, raise Liu Fuling, and then seize power.
But she'd spent the past decade exposing fake shamans. Would the Witchcraft Rebellion even happen?
Under her palm, the sharply defined muscles of his abdomen rose and fell with each breath.
So full of life.
The female lead is no good person. Like Emperor Wu, she's a cold-blooded political animal.
The story begins when the female lead is young. As she grows older, she gradually regains the knowledge she'd have had at the same age in the twenty-first century, but not her memories.
An alternate timeline, not historical fiction.
No antagonism over gender. Extreme sexists, stay away.
Theme: The wind rises, and the clouds take flight
