Transmigrated into a Women's Novel with 300,000 Troops in Hand to Purge the Emperor's Traitors

Make Me Apologize to Her Male Companion

I pinched the edge of the imperial edict until my knuckles turned white. The eunuch's shrill voice still floated through the command tent, like fingernails scraping across a rusty iron plate.

"By imperial decree: General Xiao Che of the Northern Garrison has shown disrespect to Prince Chen. He is to lay down his arms at once, return to the capital, and personally go to Prince Chen's residence to apologize with brambles on his back. The 300,000 troops of the Northern Garrison are to be placed temporarily under the command of the Minister of War."

Prince Chen. I curled my lip, baring half a white tooth. Three days ago, at the palace banquet, that pretty boy had relied on the favor of Empress Zhao Lingyue, bringing his wine cup up to my face and saying, "General, you've worked hard defending the northern border. Let me offer you a toast on Her Majesty's behalf."