After Our Divorce, I Married My Childhood Sweetheart. Marquis, What Are You Regretting?

She is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Dingbei's household. Skilled with bow and horse from childhood, she is unmatched in riding and archery, the most dazzling daughter of a military family on the northwestern frontier. But then her family falls into ruin. Her father and elder brother are dead or crippled, and a whole household of loyal heroes is lost. To keep her family safe and secure, she reins in her pride and sharp edge, puts away her armor, and marries into the Marquis of Huaian's household. For a year of marriage, she is gentle, respectful, and endlessly accommodating. In return, her husband treats her with nothing but cold indifference. At a spring palace banquet, the Xiongnu invade from the northwest. The court officials shrink from war and seek to avoid blame. Not one dares volunteer to lead the expedition. Before the eyes of the entire court, the Marquis of Huaian calmly presents his request, each word cold: “My wife comes from a military family. She should honor her father's legacy and go to war for the country.” With one casual sentence, he heartlessly sends her onto a perilous battlefield where death is all but certain. Her heart turns to ash. She accepts the order in court: “I am willing to go! I only ask His Majesty to grant me an imperial decree of divorce. From this day forward, the Marquis of Huaian and I will sever all ties and owe each other nothing!” In a single day, she sheds the red wedding robes of the marquis's household and casts off her meek, gentle facade. Donning her silver armor once more, she leads fifty thousand troops to the border. At the city gates, she sits astride her horse, valiant and spirited, her proud bearing undiminished. On the city wall, the Marquis of Huaian looks at the black warhorse beneath her and at her fearless figure. His pupils contract. At last, the truth dawns on him: The wife he had neglected for a year and personally sent to the battlefield is the very woman he has searched for and thought of day and night, his beloved moonlight! He rushes after her to the border in a frenzy, hoping to win her back, only to find her at the side of a gravely wounded young general, tenderly promising him a future together: “If you survive, I will marry you.” His eyes redden as he breaks down and tries to stop her: “No, I won't allow it!” She looks back coldly, her smile cutting to the bone: “And what gives you the right to forbid me?”