Dugu Jingyu had always been convinced that he was a man who was devoted to love. It wasn't until he became an empress with three thousand beauties that he realized that he had been too nave. QUEEN: "Didn't you say that you didn't want to have a harem and that you'd love me alone?" Empress: (*) convex Courtier: "Please, Your Majesty, go to the morning court. The people call Your Majesty a bad ruler." Empress; "Fainted! Fainted as much as you can. Let the later generations record it in the annals of history. Whatever you want." PS: This book is, to be exact, in the language of the Empress, a more logical one. Thank you for your support.