When I was four, I dismembered the palace cats. When I was five, I caught every bird in the courtyard and made a “Hundred Birds Painting.”

From my imperial father and mother down to the palace maids and eunuchs, everyone said I was mad.

Only my elder sister held me tight and begged our parents not to send me away, swearing a vicious oath that she would teach me to be good.

Tsk. What could I do with her?

And so, I began pretending to be obedient.

I kept up that act for ten years.

Until my elder sister was sent away for a marriage alliance and died one month after being named a consort.

I went to my imperial father. “Send me for the marriage alliance.”

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