The Dashing Female General's Husband Has to Get in Line to Win Her Back

[Independent heroine] + [The man chases his wife to the crematorium] + [Transmigration]!

A calculating female general + a scheming, ruthless prince!

She was the only female general of the Hongzhao Kingdom. She should have been commanding armies on the battlefield, but the emperor used her as a “pawn” and married her off to the Ninth Prince, Chen Lin, trapping her in the inner household. A top spy transmigrated into the female general's body, rose from the ashes, and after a series of immensely satisfying face-slappings, resolved to divorce him and return to court.

He was the late emperor's most beloved ninth son, with an army under his command. Though he appeared to have it all, his imperial brother saw him as a thorn in his side. Even his marriage was nothing but his brother's “false kindness.” After marrying the female general, he kept his guard up and resisted her at every turn. In the end, they divorced.

When they met again, the Lanling Kingdom had sent an invitation, and the female general Feng Hongshuang was ordered to escort Chen Lin there. Along the way, Feng Hongshuang's courage and cleverness gradually won him over.

Back at the prince's manor, Chen Lin had never once taken a proper look at the female general. But on this diplomatic journey, the man who believed he had seen countless beauties found himself captivated by her looks more than once...

On the way back to the Hongzhao Kingdom, neither could hold back their feelings. After a night of passion, Chen Lin turned around and agreed to marry another woman.

Feng Hongshuang's heart died completely. When Chen Lin tried to keep her, she replied coldly, “If you keep pestering me, I guarantee I’ll kill you.”

Chen Lin grasped the hand holding her hairpin and drove it into his own chest, laughing bitterly. “If that’s how it is, then do it. Otherwise, I’ll keep pestering you to the end.”

She looked at him as if he were mad and said coldly, “Unrequited love is painful, isn’t it? Then live with that pain, along with your princess consort and secondary consort.” With that, she tossed aside the bloodied hairpin and walked away with her head held high.