Your Highness, the Princess Consort Has Run Away

By imperial decree, she married him.

On their wedding night, they traded cutting remarks and loathed the sight of each other.

Then another imperial decree changed everything. The world fell into chaos, and the four realms lay in ruin.

"So this is who you really are!"

Clad in armor, she rode a mighty steed, sword in hand, her bearing valiant and her eyes icy cold.

"Before I married you, my father told me that the world has no heart!"

She crossed blades with him, showing no regard for the affection they had once shared as husband and wife.

There were two kings, one in the south and one in the north. He was the Prince of Nan'an, and she was the Prince of Bei'an.

"Tomorrow, I shall roll up my bedding and move into your Northern Prince's Palace, straight into your bedchamber."

She smiled and raised a brow. "And in what capacity?"

"If you don't mind, Lou'er, I can be your kept man."

He called himself her kept man, but any man she took a liking to was as good as dead by his hand.

When peace finally came, he became emperor, and she ended up pregnant and crowned empress!

He said, "The south and north don't have to be united by war. A little sacrifice of my looks will do."