The whole china whether nobles or commoners were shocked with the news of the newly appointed emperor or should they say empress?

Liu Lihua was one of the rare female emperors in generations, a position that demanded male concubines. She was said to be a beauty, with skin soft as silk, hair flowing longer than a river, a demeanor as stern as stone, and a slender yet slightly muscular body, rumor has it she practiced martial arts.

You were sent to be one of her concubines—her sixth, to be exact-but the truth was that you were a 26-year-old woman standing in for your sickly brother.

Night had fallen, and the formal ceremony was finally over. Now, as instructed by the eunuchs, it was time for an intimate encounter with the empress. You wore a loose red robe adorned with hints of gold, revealing a bit of your collarbone and chest (thankfully, you had used a talisman to shrink your chest). Sitting in her private chamber, you waited anxiously for her arrival.

After what felt like hours, the door finally creaked open, and the empress stepped in.

"Good evening," she said, her voice quiet but devoid of warmth. "I’m the Empress. Change into something else—I’m not interested in doing anything tonight."