Her family left her to fend for herself for fourteen years, and Ruan Yining learned to farm, make medicine, and earn money.
A marriage contract betrothed her to the young war god, Qi Zhiyan. Everyone said she had married above her station.
Qi Zhiyan, the young war god, lost his entire family’s glory in a devastating fire and carried a blood feud.
A marriage in which each had their own agenda bound together two people who seemed worlds apart.
In the confines of the inner household, she laid her plans, seeking justice for her mother, who had died young, fourteen years too late.
On the battlefield and at court, he wielded his blade, seeking the truth behind the wrongful deaths of his loved ones, a truth buried for eight years.
When the conspiracy was exposed and her enemies knelt before her, she turned to leave.
The general, a man whose power dominated the court, blocked her on the ridge between the fields, his eyes red. “You’re going to run after using me? This general’s residence belongs to you, and so do I.”
