As soon as I opened my eyes, I changed from the general Zhenbei who killed the enemy on the battlefield to the sick and frail young lady in the palace.
I wanted to pretend to be a good old man, but unexpectedly, the legendary cold and violent prince would check my window every night.
"When I hit someone today, my right hand wasn't strong enough." He pinched my wrist and chuckled, "I'll practice for two more hours tomorrow."
I was so frightened that I dropped the medicine bowl - only the late General Zhenbei in the world knew my martial arts skills!
