If There Is No Golden Finger, I Will Be My Own Light

When Murong Xue came to the throne at the age of sixteen, he faced a devastated Xiliang - the treasury only had 8,000 taels of silver, the courtiers had their own agenda, and the border was surrounded by enemies on three sides. She has no system, no cheats, and no cheats. She is alone. And Shen Mu, the young man who had grown up with her, joined the army at the age of fifteen, was promoted to general at the age of eighteen, and became a general at the age of twenty-two. The longest sentence he has ever said is "yes", and the most romantic thing he has ever done is to bring back a pot of flowers from the north. When the Canglang tribe's 100,000 troops pressed on the border, when the ministers of the court conspired to force the palace, and when everyone said "Xiliang is going to perish," Murong Xue stood on the wall of Yanmen Pass and said to Shen Mu: "You guard the northern border, and I will guard the court. Xiliang will not perish." She has never cried in ten years. At least, don't cry in front of others. This is a story about "how people without golden fingers can protect their country and their loved ones". There is no cheating, only perseverance step by step; there is no system, only a city wall made of flesh and blood.