I, Lin Wan, the daughter of a general, should have been riding on the frontier all my life.
An imperial edict trapped me in a deep palace and became the concubine of the puppet emperor Xiao Che.
Concubine Hua laughed at me for being vulgar, and the palace people ridiculed me for falling out of favor.
They don't know that the edge I cut away was to deliver secret messages to him at night, and the corners of my robe that I cut were to tie up his swaying kingdom.
Until the family was wronged, he personally issued an edict of guilt.
I knelt in front of the palace, cut off my palace clothes in front of everyone, and asked myself to guard the border: "Your Majesty, I am willing to perform meritorious service and wash away the injustice with blood."
He nodded silently, but when no one was around, he put a military talisman into my palm: "Stay alive and wait for my fire to start."
During the three years on the frontier, I went from being a sinner to a "late general", regaining the lost territory and marching toward the goal of the army.
But he fell into a desperate situation, trapped in an isolated city, with no reinforcements outside and no food and grass inside.
When I was about to die, I seemed to hear the forgotten prophecy of my childhood - "Twin stars will burn together in the fire".
Until that day, amid the flames of war, I saw Emperor Xuanjia marching in person, with thousands of troops galloping at the direction of the dragon flag.
He stretched out his hand to me in front of the army:
"Lin Wan, I have come to fulfill my promise—not as a king, but as the twin flames that burn with you."
***Reading Guide:
Soft on the outside but strong on the inside, the general's daughter × Strong on the outside but soft on the inside, the puppet emperor, two-way redemption, the pinnacle of both powers.
From the intrigues in the palace to the war on the battlefield, the heroine pursues her career throughout the whole process, and her emotional line is drawn by fate.
Double C, HE, grand layout and exquisite details.
Intention: Love is not a prison, but your own wings.
