“Shen Handu, how could you use a living, breathing person like me to pay for her mistake!” Sand swirled in the wind. In the dappled light of the military tent, the soldiers were not from the Fan Kingdom. The envoys escorting Jing Guyuan stared in shock as soldiers clad in auspicious-cloud armor knelt before the military strategist. “We respectfully welcome Princess Fengyuan!” ... When they met again, ten li of red carpets covered all of Luojing, and the people rejoiced, certain that all was well. She fought her way upstream through the river of memory and returned to Shen Handu as someone from his past, already covered in wounds...
