She wore a cloak of iron and blood, trampled mountains and rivers beneath her feet, and became the only empress of the Nine Provinces.
He made a lamp of his heart, burned away his life, and became the vessel for a god's return.
Xuanyuan Zhao, the guardian war god of the Great Jing, was also a future empress forged in iron and blood.
A marriage decree sent Lan Jin, a sickly young nobleman, to her side. It was a move in the emperor's game, and a joke to the court.
She saw him as a pawn in her schemes, but with peerless medical skills and unfathomable cunning, he quietly cleared the thorns from her path.
As they went from allies to confidants, she thought she had finally found someone to entrust with both her empire and her heart.
That was until the northern desert's iron hooves and the “oracle” of the Shuofeng royal clan arrived at the border together.
Only then did she learn that the blood of the husband she loved carried not the gentle scent of medicine, but the curse of an ancient deity. He was the “vessel” the northern desert's royal court had awaited for a hundred years.
“If this bloodline is a sin, then I will use that sin to defy heaven and change your fate.”
Lan Jin smiled as he spoke, turning the essence of his heart's blood into a “heartlamp” to rekindle her fading life. Then he closed his eyes with a smile, never to wake again.
“If this heartlamp is a guide, then I will carry it and slay the gods to prove my path.”
Holding his cold body, Xuanyuan Zhao climbed the bloodstained steps to the throne.
When the “heartlamp” in her chest began to resonate with the distant “divine body,” whispering to her, Xuanyuan Zhao knew her battlefield had shifted from the schemes of the mortal world to the final struggle between gods and humanity.
“Fine. Come and take it, then. Pay for it with the lives of your entire clan!”
Once, she had bloodied the court for him. Now, for his sake, she would...
Slay every false god in the mortal world and burn every divine oracle in the heavens.
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When I first wrote this story, I just wanted to create a classical combination of "the female war goddess and her behind-the-scenes medical fairy". But when I gave Xuanyuan Zhao iron blood, gave Lan Jin forbearance, and gave them mountains and rivers and conspiracy, the story took on a life of its own. It began to break away from the labels of "sweet pet" and "powerful", and ran wildly in a direction that I had not preset, but which made me tremble and fascinate me even more. It became one man's divine fall, and another man's path to god-killing. The so-called strong woman is not the Mary Sue-style surrender of all things. Xuanyuan Zhao's strength is that after losing his beloved, he turned his grief into a flame that tempered his country; it is his courage to raise the god-killing sword with a mortal body when facing an inhuman existence. A strong man does not control everything like a boss. Lan Jin's strength is that she still chooses to be gentle after seeing everything, and "I am willing" to go after knowing the outcome well. This is not a story about "getting". This is a story about "choice" and paying all the price for your choice. Welcome to the world of Xuanyuan Zhao and Lan Jin, and witness this final game with mountains and rivers as the disk and the soul as the son.
It looked pretty good at the beginning, but the pace afterwards was too fast. . The world view is too big, and it's both exciting and nonsense at the same time. In fact, I hope the heroine has more roles and the characterization can be stronger.
It's pretty cool. I like this setting where women are strong and men are weak.
If we use AI, we can check whether the words are correct, right? I insert a few letters into a sentence for fear that others will not know that this is AI 😄