Ji Xiaomei had no name. Everyone called her “Little Sister.”
When she was ten, the emperor died, his young son ascended the throne, and the Prince Regent took control of the court.
The realm was in turmoil, and the people suffered. Then came three years of famine, leaving the common folk with no way to live.
At fourteen, her parents traded her like livestock for her second uncle’s daughter.
She thought, There’s hardly any meat on me. How could anyone eat me?
Step by step, she crawled out of the chaos, walked out of it, and stood on her own. Eventually, she became a strategist under the Zhaoming Army and gained a new name.
Her name was Ji Li. The chronicles end, and dawn first breaks.
It's very well written, but no one reads it [laughs and cries]
It's really good, the writing is good, and it won't drag on if it's a long story.