My younger sister, the princess, was innocent and lively. I stayed up late drafting a memorial on flood control, only for her to spill a bowl of rose beauty tea all over it, leaving the Grand Tutor deeply disappointed in me. I personally served porridge to disaster victims, but she knocked over an entire pot of boiling soup and drenched me, leaving me with ugly scars. I went to the front lines to fight the Western Yi, and she secretly followed me. There, she met and fell in love with the Western Yi king, who was living under an assumed name. To marry him, she secretly handed him my army’s route map. In the end, I was captured and died after being brutally assaulted. But her kind, innocent nature captivated the Western Yi king. Even my own imperial brother couldn’t hold back his love for her, despite learning that she wasn’t of royal blood. She was pure and flawless, the apple of their eyes and the peace-bringing saint beloved by the people. When I opened my eyes again, I decided to watch them all get destroyed by her innocent naivety. As for me, I would take back the throne that belonged to me!
