The Cultivation of a Female Emperor

In my seventh year as Female Emperor, I wanted to appoint an Empress. Following the script of a domineering tyrant, I directly proposed marriage in court to my white moonlight, the man I had loved for seven years without success. As expected, that upright white moonlight sternly denounced me as a Fatuous Ruler. The entire court fell silent. Just when I was being cursed to no end, the treacherous minister Ye Zhilian plopped to his knees and said: “How can Your Majesty be a Fatuous Ruler! Your Majesty is the Supreme Sovereign, the Lord of the Nine Provinces and Ten Thousand People. The whole world belongs to you; what wrong is there in taking what is yours? Your Majesty is willing to share the empire with the Grand Tutor-that is the Grand Tutor’s blessing. But the Grand Tutor is ungrateful, and it’s all because Your Majesty is too kind and has spoiled him!” Truly, Minister Ye understands me!