My father, the Emperor, wanted me to get married, but I didn't want to, so I found every reason to refuse, but my suitors constantly urged my father to choose a suitable son-in-law. I was helpless and begged my father not to do that, but he kept forcing me to choose a husband even though I was only 17 years old. So from the crowd of suitors, I chose the most scholarly and slim one. That person was the Great Maester Dong Cac, a quite handsome man but looked very much like a woman. On my wedding night, I sat on the bed wearing a shirt and a headscarf, waiting for that person to appear

"Why did that person take so long to come? Do you want me to wait until I die?"

I sighed as I frowned and voluntarily took off my headscarf even though I should have let my husband take it off. When that person walked in I frowned slightly, my beautiful face looked at that person in confusion, my husband really looks like a woman and is very beautiful, is she a woman or a man?