Power Under The Skirt

The Crown Prince is dead, and the Great Xuan Dynasty is in turmoil. The rebel army is at the gates. To stabilize the situation and uncover the cause of death of her twin elder brother, Zhao Yan, Princess Changfeng, has no choice but to disguise herself as a man and take on the role of the Eastern Palace Crown Prince, facing the wind and shedding blood. On the night she enters the Eastern Palace, the Empress repeatedly admonishes her, “As the only prince of a different surname in this dynasty, the cunning Prince Su has controlled the court and the military for many years. His ambitious nature must not be underestimated!” Hearing this, Zhao Yan feels like she’s walking on thin ice every day, her heart pounding. Until one day, Zhao Yan is ambushed. When she wakes up, everything is chaotic, and there, the powerful Prince Su, with his disheveled hair and half-dressed attire, looks at her with his dangerously handsome and slightly raised eyes. This is bad! Zhao Yan’s mind goes blank, and she turns to run. In the next moment, her sash is caught. Prince Su sneers and his voice carries a hint of displeasure, “Running away so soon, isn’t that improper?” “The Little Crown Prince” with ink-black hair scattered and a pale face stammers, “I… I’m going to review the memorials.” “Sure.” The man leisurely hooks her hair strands, his voice low and hoarse, “As the Crown Prince reads memorials, I shall read the Crown Prince.” ——– People used to say that the naturally rebellious and unruly Prince Su has changed his ways, no longer causing trouble or rebellion, but instead assisting the Crown Prince. He stays overnight in the Eastern Palace every day and even shares a bed with the Crown Prince. Who would have thought that one day, it would be revealed that the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is actually a girl disguised as a boy, causing turmoil in the court. The whole court is in an uproar, and everyone speculates that Prince Su will seize this opportunity to overthrow the imperial power and take over. However, during the court interrogation, Prince Su, draped in a black cloak, bows in front of the civil and military officials, reaching out to hold the delicate fingertips of the young girl. “Don’t be afraid, let’s move forward.” His voice is stern yet reassuring, as he calmly states, “If anyone dares to speak ill, I’ll kill them; if heaven obstructs, I’ll defy it.”