In her previous life, Shen Jingyan trusted the wrong woman and became a pawn in the Seventh Prince Xiao Jingye’s bid for the throne.
Her father died unjustly, and the Northern Frontier’s cavalry was wiped out. On a tall tower in the imperial capital, her makeup ruined, she leapt to her death and ended a life of humiliation.
Reborn, Shen Jingyan vowed to protect the Prince of Zhenbei’s household and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the Northern Frontier.
She plotted her moves carefully across the northern deserts, exposing corrupt officials, developing farmland, and opening up trade routes along the border. The young general stood silently behind her, supporting her rise to the skies with his iron-blooded resolve.
An imperial decree summoned her to the capital as a hostage.
The emperor’s suspicions, the princes’ ambitions, and layer upon layer of snares closed in around her.
If she could not find peace under the imperial family, then she would take the reins of power herself.
The Northern Frontier’s cavalry swept south to quell the turmoil.
“People say the Zhenbei Army is the vicious watchdog at Dayin’s northern gate, called whenever it’s needed and dismissed whenever it’s not.” Standing atop the city wall, she gazed down at the vast realm, her red robes blazing like fire, and watched the capital panic with a cold smile. “Today, I, Shen Jingyan, will show the world who truly commands the winds and snows of the Northern Frontier!”
