Seven Years in Nangong, Then I Returned to My Own Past Life

I transmigrated into Empress Qian in the sixth year of Zhengtong, and the history books have already sealed my fate: blind, crippled, imprisoned in the Southern Palace for seven years, and left to endure a lonely old age!

Qian Wenhui, a graduate student of Ming history, holds her family's ancestral bronze clasp and sees the future in advance: Wang Zhen's corruption, the disastrous defeat at Tumu, the emperor's capture and forced journey north, and the bloody coup to restore him! The course of history may be impossible to change, but she can still plan ahead, seize a path to survival, protect the soldiers, and save the people she loves!

Two transmigrated close friends help her as comrades in arms, with no romance involved:

Shen Yan is a master of mechanisms. He digs a hidden network of tunnels beneath the palace, stockpiles provisions and weapons, and lays out secret escape routes.

Lin Xi infiltrates Wang Zhen's inner circle, risking his life to deliver secret reports and secure proof of the traitor's crimes.

Wang Zhen lays a trap for her with a poisoned banquet? She turns the tables on the spot, humiliating him in front of everyone and utterly ruining his reputation!

The army is surrounded at Tumu Fort and cut off from water? She has three hundred elite soldiers hidden in reserve, breaks through the tunnels, and rescues a large number of survivors!

After enduring seven years of hiding in the Southern Palace, she gathers irrefutable proof of treason and wipes out the entire rebel faction of Shi Heng, Cao Jixiang, and Xu Youzhen!

The heroine stays sharp throughout, with no love-blindness. This is a story of national affairs and political intrigue, tearing apart the tragedy of the inner palace, protecting the emperor and his soldiers, and saving the people. No more tragic endings for everyone!

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Everyone says fate cannot be defied, but she is determined to plan against heaven itself.

When seven years of patient endurance in the Southern Palace finally come to an end, there is no war on the borders and no treacherous ministers at court. The tragedies of the past will never happen again.

Tumu Fort? She has to stop it.

And why does that architecture whiz who transmigrated here with her always show up when she needs him most?

Wait, why isn't any of this quite how she remembers it?

Could it be that from the moment they arrived, the whole game had already begun again?