A beauty wearing shackles has been kept in the Prince Yuan’s manor for years. They say she was once a renowned general, celebrated for her military victories, but overnight became a traitor and a hypocrite in everyone’s eyes.
That’s right. That’s me.
On the eve of Prince Yuan Bai Qi’s wedding, I pointed my sword at his bride-to-be. “Bai Qi is mine!”
The woman treated the blade as if it were nothing and demanded furiously, “You’re a disgraced traitor! And you’re a man, too!”
