“These past years, I’ve always been deeply confused—why are we women so outstanding, yet can only stay at home to support our husbands and raise children?

　　How many women are there in officialdom?

　　How many women are there on the battlefield?

　　How many women are there among alchemists?”

　　“Among us women, there are clearly those with remarkable literary talent, clearly those who are exceptionally gifted—so why can’t we participate in the imperial examinations?

　　And in these plays, like ‘The Female Imperial Consort’ and ‘The Female Top Scholar,’ it pains me to the core. She’s obviously so talented, so why must she disguise herself as a man?”

　　“These years, I’ve always wanted to write a book—a book about a female general.

　　A woman who saves the nation, saves the emperor.

　　The name of this book will be ‘Hua Mulan.’”

　　“The world is simple; it’s people who are complicated.

　　General Parker, you are the pride among women, but I wonder—have you ever been discriminated against, ever been suppressed?

　　When your superiors look at you, are their eyes filled with disgust? Has anyone maliciously speculated behind your back that you only got to where you are by selling your beauty?

　　They have no idea how much blood and tears you’ve shed for your achievements today, how you’ve paid ten times the price that men have.”

　　Chad Sullivan grew more and more agitated as she spoke, pouring herself a cup of wine and declaring passionately, “When we women excel, we must be modest and reserved, because ‘a woman’s lack of talent is a virtue.’

　　Yet those men, so utterly ordinary, are still so arrogant.

　　I’m shaking with anger—when will we women finally stand up?”

　　After she finished, the air fell silent.

　　The she-devil Emily Parker’s eyes turned red as she looked at Chad Sullivan and said hoarsely, “You’ve said everything I wanted to say, and even what I didn’t want to say. You truly are a soulmate to your elder sister!”

　　Chad Sullivan’s eyes were red as she said, “This world should have equality between men and women. We sisters have a long road ahead.”

　　Emily Parker gazed at Chad Sullivan, raised her wine cup, and asked, “What’s your name?”

　　Chad Sullivan replied, “Everyone calls me Chad Sullivan, but no one knows I have a real name.”

　　The she-devil, tipsy, asked, “What name?”

　　Chad Sullivan said, “James Cooper!”

　　He immediately looked up at the night sky at a 45-degree angle and said hoarsely, “Because of Pluto’s strong influence, I can’t express emotions or interact with people like a normal person.

　　But for some reason, being with you today, elder sister, I’ve poured out everything. It feels like we met too late—perhaps this is the resonance of our star auras!”

　　Emily Parker asked, “What is Pluto?”

　　Chad Sullivan stepped forward, nestled beside her, wrapped his arm around her waist, and said, “Sister, we are in the solar system—there are nine major planets in the sky.

　　Each of us corresponds to a star in the sky, each with a unique constellation…” …

　　………

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Chapter 4: So Wonderful

　　Chad Sullivan continued, “The closer a planet is to the sun, the more ordinary it is.

　　And the farther a planet is from the sun, the more solitary, the more mysterious, the more unique it is.”

　　“Pluto and Neptune are the planets farthest from the sun—no one knows what they’re really like.”

　　“Sister, I am of the Pluto constellation, you are of the Neptune constellation. We are both different, both lonely, both frozen—people can’t understand us.”

　　Emily Parker asked, “Why am I of the Neptune constellation?”

　　Chad Sullivan leaned in and said, “You spread your legs, I close my eyes, and it’s as if I’m by the sea.”

　　The taste of the sea—I know it.

　　He rambled on while taking a sip of wine, then tried to feed it to Emily Parker.

　　Emily Parker resisted slightly.

　　Chad Sullivan said softly, “We’re all women—what are you afraid of?”

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　　Outside, Mrs. Carter was on edge, terrified that Chad Sullivan would be thrown out, bloodied.

　　But inside, it was growing quieter and more harmonious.

　　Everyone exchanged glances—was Chad Sullivan really this formidable?

　　Could she even tame the she-devil?

　　Next, Chad Sullivan and Emily Parker drank together, pouring out their hearts.

　　The she-devil kept confiding—how many military merits she had earned, yet she could never get promoted.

　　Everyone looked at him with strange eyes—even on the battlefield, her subordinates stared at her buttocks, whispering indecent things behind her back.

　　Her achievements today were entirely due to her ability and military exploits.

　　But everyone thought she relied on her looks, or on her brother.

　　By the way, her brother is the governor of Yingzhou, Lord William Parker.

　　To prove herself, she cut her hair short, wore men’s clothes, ate and drank heartily—yet she was still ostracized.

　　She had once been married, but her husband found her too strong and capable, kept his distance, and their relationship was as cold as ice.

　　Ten years ago, her husband died of illness, and her husband’s family believed she had brought him bad luck.

　　Even though she now held high rank and power, she was still isolated by society and excluded by her colleagues, so she was frustrated and harbored resentment toward men.

　　No one could understand these things she shared.

　　But Chad Sullivan’s passionate feminist speech struck her heart directly—she truly saw Chad Sullivan as a soulmate.

　　The more they drank, the more sorrowful they became, and their longing turned into drunken tears.