[A bewitching male secretary VS an aloof, fastidious prince] [Two male leads] [Woman transmigrates into a man's body] [Warlord era] [Lavish indulgence]
A military-industrial expert transmigrates into the most beautiful military secretary in an ancient army camp. She's in a deadly predicament from the start, surrounded by a pack of rough, wolfish men.
To avoid becoming their plaything, Lin Sui'an quickly makes gunpowder, blowing up the interrogation tent and opening the eyes of the fastidious, cold-faced prince.
Her goal is simple: help the dirt-poor Jingbei Army build infrastructure and turn it into a mobile weapons factory; give the women of this chaotic era a place where they can stand on their own.
Enemy cavalry bears down on them, and the generals are at a loss. Lin Sui'an spreads out a sand table and draws three lines. Jingbei Prince Xiao Chengjin takes one look, then points his sword at the gap she marked. “Attack here.” She draws the lines, he draws his sword; she lights the fuse, he cuts down the enemy's banner. They know when to advance and retreat with just one look, without a word wasted.
Together they fight their way from the bitterly cold frontier to the imperial capital, rewriting the world's rules with cannons. She lives by the principles that dignity lies at the tip of a sword and truth lies within a cannon's range. If they want peace across the land, they must first plunge it into chaos, and he is the sharpest sword in her hand.
When victory was within reach, Lin Sui'an thought she could finally retire in triumph and roam the world with a smile. But the usually ruthless Jingbei Prince grabbed her firmly by the waist. “You can't just run away after flirting with me! Even if you're a man, you're not getting away from me in this life!”
Looking at the prince, who had completely given up and talked himself into falling for her, Lin Sui'an fell into deep thought: I'd worked so hard to turn myself into a straight man, only to have another straight man turn me gay.
Xiao Chengjin said gently, “I'm not gay, but for you, I could be!”
You must give yourself the first blood, be ruthless, and become popular all the way!