[A subversion of female-oriented tropes + an ambitious power couple]
“Zhao Lin, what can you do besides swing a blade? I will never marry a brute like you!”
At the palace banquet, Princess Zhaoyang tore up their marriage contract in front of everyone, her eyes full of disdain.
Zhao Lin smiled.
You think I lack refinement?
Fine. I’ll teach you the truth with my fists and show you the rules with my writing!
At the martial arts examinations, he won people over with his strength and claimed the title of top martial arts scholar!
At the palace examination for civil officials, his brush flew across the page as he wrote a bloodthirsty strategy for pacifying the Rong.
In the Golden Hall, the Great Qian Dynasty’s only double top scholar in both civil and martial arts was born.
Princess Zhaoyang regretted it bitterly. “I was wrong…”
Zhao Lin said, “I know. You may leave.”
