The humble slave girl who climbed out of the sheepfold became the khan on the grassland.
Seventeen-year-old Ashina Yue is an orphan from the lowest level of the Turkic tribe. That night, powerful and wealthy people broke into her yurt and wanted to arrest her to "serve" her. She escaped and hid in a sheepfold, using sheep dung to cover up the smell of blood.
It was also that night that the old Khan died suddenly and the young master fell from his horse and died.
Military advisor Tun Yugu opened the white cloth, pointed at the dead young master, and then pointed at her: "From today on, you are him. You are the new Khan of the Turks."
She is a woman. She doesn't want to die. So she nodded.
From then on, she tightened her chest with cloth strips, thickened her eyebrows with charcoal, and spoke in the hoartest voice. She learned to live as a man in a man's world, to deal with the powerful like vultures in the golden tent, and to stab the enemy's chest with a knife on the battlefield.
She thought she could act for the rest of her life.
Until the envoy from the Central Plains arrived, bringing a marriage certificate and a portrait.
The woman in the portrait has picturesque features, gentle and dignified appearance - that is her sister who has been lost for ten years, the fifth princess of the Zhou Dynasty.
The envoy smiled and said: "Khan, the fifth princess said that she has a sister who is about the same age as you. Do you think it is a coincidence?"
What's even more coincidental is that the marriage partner is her.
She wants to marry her own sister as a man.
On the wedding night, the red candles were shining brightly. My sister reached out to touch her Adam's apple and stopped in mid-air.
"Ayue." My sister's voice was very soft, as soft as waking her up when she was a child. "It's really you."
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A very good short story, very good