Sweetness and heartbreak intertwined | Love after marriage | A powerful couple joining forces | Love of country and family
She was a battle-hardened female general who struck fear into the enemy, guarding the border for ten years with her spear.
He was a refined court official hailed as “the greatest scholar under heaven,” whose brush wrote masterpieces.
An imperial edict bound them together in marriage.
On their wedding night, he looked at her coldly. “You’ll live in the east wing, and I’ll live in the west. We won’t interfere with each other. One condition: you must not use your title as the Young Madam of the Wang family to engage in the crude behavior of a soldier and bring shame on me.”
She took off her phoenix crown and opened a book on military strategy without even looking up. “Perfect. I never wanted to be anyone’s young madam in the first place.”
He thought she was crude; she thought he was a hypocrite. They couldn’t stand each other, and their constant squabbling turned the Prime Minister’s residence upside down.
Until the day she flung a paper titled “Divorce” in front of him.
“Master Wang, take care.”
She turned and left, proud and poised, without looking back.
He thought they would never cross paths again.
Until Japanese pirates invaded, and she donned her armor and went to fight on the battlefield.
And he was captured by the enemy and tied up at the front lines, a hostage to use against her.
With a blade at his throat, he shouted in her direction:
“Luo Shuyao! Don’t worry about me. Attack! Hit them with everything you’ve got!”
Only then did he understand:
This woman had never been a wife who needed protecting.
She was a general.
She was the only person he wanted to stand beside for the rest of his life.
“I was wrong before. From now on, let me be the one to win you back.”
