Four Kings and One Queen 2

The other three were troubled. Although sharing a wife was somewhat unfair, it wasn’t a big deal. However, for me to marry them, I must be established as the empress and drive out all the concubines from the harem, which was already causing a stir.

More seriously, I would become the only empress of four countries. The troubles were predictable. What identity would I use to marry them? Surely no country’s citizens would agree to their monarch sharing a wife with monarchs from other countries.

Even if they agreed, what qualifications do I have? Apart from making money, drinking, fighting, and gambling, I can’t do anything…

I don’t understand Qin.

I can’t play chess.

I’m not proficient in books.

I’m not skilled in painting.

Who would want an empress who is useless except for her appearance? How can I be a role model for the world? These questions swept over me. Indeed, I still have many challenges ahead. But there’s no rush. I have plenty of time, and with my perfect intelligence, I can solve these problems.

And with Shang and the others, what am I afraid of?

[Volume Four: Inseparable, Chapter 88: A Romantic Wedding]

The first branch of the number one hall in Chu Yue Kingdom was opening again.

I, as the boss’s wife, didn’t attend the opening ceremony, which was hosted by Mo Ran. This was my shop, and I felt regret about not being able to host it myself.

The main reason I couldn’t host was the distraction caused by those four. However, today is also my wedding day with Shu Yang. Right now, I’m in the palace of Chu Yue Kingdom, surrounded by palace maids. Some are doing my hair, some are applying makeup, and some are undressing me.

“Sexual harassment! Hey, don’t strip me like that! … Ouch, be gentler with my hair! … Wuwu, if you keep applying makeup, my face will look like a monkey’s butt… o(>﹏<)o” I struggled desperately, calling for help, but it was all in vain.

After everything, it wasn’t as terrible as I had imagined. “Wow—” I exclaimed, looking at myself in the bronze mirror. “Is this really me?” I turned around, and the makeup was just right, highlighting my noble temperament.

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