The Villainous Crown Prince

Disinherited? I'll sell off the position of Crown Prince before anyone else from the start. A worthless title traded for cash? That's a bargain. Then I'll round up a bunch of women and flee the capital. First, I'll steal my enemy's unattainable dream girl, the stunning beauty whose talent and looks have captivated the capital. And I can't pass up the fiery, fit, strongest female general under heaven either. Any child we have is sure to be as sturdy as a calf. A political marriage with a foreign tribe? I suppose I'll take their princess too, blond, blue-eyed, and fair as snow. Why not build a big family, have a whole brood of little ones, and become a powerful prince ruling the borderlands? Isn't that better than being that lousy Crown Prince? But why are the million armored soldiers under my command all expressing concern in unison and telling me to dress warmly? What is that supposed to mean?