After I Became a General’s Widow

Border-patrol special police officer Mo Qingwan was shot dead by drug traffickers during a raid. When she woke up, she found herself in an ancient romance novel as Zhao Feng’s eldest daughter-in-law, an ugly, fat, foolish young widow. Zhao Feng was the Great General Who Pacified the Nation.

On her wedding day, the border was in crisis. Zhao Feng and his eldest son, Zhao Hanlin, set out for the northwest. Before long, Zhao Hanlin died in battle. His widow had never even seen what he looked like, yet she spent three years mourning him as a bride in name only.

After three years of bitter fighting, the old general finally returned victorious. He had barely begun to recover from the pain of losing his son when the treacherous emperor and his wicked consort framed him for embezzlement, confiscated his family’s property, and exiled them.

Thus ended the road of a generation’s great hero, who was made to suffer every humiliation.

Zhao Feng had his eyes gouged out and his legs broken. The general’s wife and the original heroine starved to death on the way into exile. The younger son and daughter were abandoned in the wilderness, where wolves tore them apart. Only the sickly second son, Zhao Guilin, managed to escape by sheer luck. The family was all but destroyed.

From then on, Zhao Guilin embarked on a dark path. He defected to the enemy, led troops in massacres, and did every evil imaginable to exact revenge, stopping at nothing. He became an executioner who struck terror into everyone’s hearts.

Mo Qingwan had transmigrated to the day before the Zhao family’s exile,

right into the famous scene where the ugly bride falls into a cesspit.

Unfortunately, her supernatural ability was only half-baked. After she used it that day, it would go dormant for three years before she could use it again.

Standing atop the Zhao family’s Star-Gazing Tower, Mo Qingwan looked out over the imperial capital. The court was corrupt and the emperor debauched. She quietly turned her attention to the imperial treasury, and to the wicked consort’s maternal family, the greatest embezzlers in the land.

Before we go into exile, I’ll empty the emperor’s lair!

General, if the emperor has failed to uphold his duty to you, why not rally the heroes of the realm and raise a banner for the people?

Mo Qingwan could never be Mu Guiying, but she could be the iron lady fighting at your side.