I had disguised myself as a man and taken my brother’s place as an Imperial Censor for three years.

But, being too timid, I hadn’t dared to impeach a single person.

The Emperor scolded me for being useless and hinted that I should find faults with the Regent and impeach him to death.

If he didn’t die, then it would be my end.

How could I let that happen?

To survive, I clung to the Regent like a leech, following him around day and night. Finally, I discovered that he had a secret chamber in his room.

But I hadn’t expected that, when I led my colleagues from the Censorate into that chamber with great excitement, we’d be greeted by walls full of portraits of me.

And the usually stern-faced Regent, his robes half-undone, was in the middle of doing that kind of thing!

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