Tags: Historical fantasy romance | Two powerful leads joining forces | Childhood sweethearts | Tenderness on the battlefield | Brotherly harmony | Unmatched beauty | Strong heroine whose soul transmigrates
At its heart: A special-operations ace transmigrates into the legitimate daughter of a family of generals and fights shoulder to shoulder, back to back, with a brilliant, cold-faced prince. From childhood sweethearts to lifelong partners, all they wish for is to cherish each other year after year.
He is Xiao Jue, Prince Jing, a cold-faced god of war with dark robes and frosty eyes, his flawless pale skin accentuating his striking beauty. A prince who shares a deep bond with his elder brother, free of suspicion over the throne. He studied under Grand Tutor Shen, Shen Qingci’s father, and is a brilliant strategist. He also trained under a reclusive martial arts master, making him a peerless fighter who dominates the battlefield. Though he wields power over the court, he is taciturn and restrained, and only for her, in her crimson riding outfit, does he harbor an undying tenderness in his eyes.
She is Shen Qingci, the only daughter in three generations of a family of generals, born with the soul of a special-operations ace. Her father is a master of both letters and arms, her mother is beautiful and skilled in combat, and her three elder brothers dote on her. Combining the fighting techniques of her previous life with her family’s martial arts, she refuses to stay shut away in her boudoir. Sword in hand and astride her horse, she is bold and breathtaking, yet only in front of him does she reveal her girlish, delicate side.
They meet as children. He cleans up after the trouble she causes, and she follows him to war. When the flames of war rise, he charges into battle while she cuts down enemies and breaks the deadlock. They fight back to back, protecting their homeland with their very lives. Amid the undercurrents at court, he stands united with his elder brother, while she uses modern tactics and her family’s strategic wisdom to clear the fog for him.
No melodramatic romance, no scheming rival women, only mutual devotion, an equal partnership, and the warmth of brotherly harmony. He sweeps away every obstacle for her, and she warms wine and brews tea for him. In his palm, she finds home; her smile is his tenderness. Of all the sights in this world, he wishes to share only with her, for all their lives, until death parts them.
