I was the most unpopular princess of Da Chu. When I was sixteen years old, the rebels broke through the palace gates with their iron hooves.
Before she committed suicide to protect her innocence, my mother-in-law inserted a bone hairpin into my hair and said only four words: "Live and remember."
What to remember? Remember the blood feud and the names of those people - He Lanxiong and He Lanyuan.
Later, the concubine of the enemy camp's commander rescued me. It's not out of pity, it's to repay my mother and concubine's kindness back then. He wanted me to replace his sister who died in infancy, change my name, and return north with the army.
From then on, there was no Chu Princess Shen Qingli in the world, only the adopted daughter of the Helan family, Helan Ji.
I lay dormant in the North for three years, learned business calculations in farms and horse markets, and understood the general trend of the world from the border defense maps stolen from the study. He is my nominal brother, and he is also the person I should hate. But when he was fighting bloody battles on the front line, it was me who copied military documents and raised supplies; when I was imprisoned in a prison and my life hung on a thread, it was he who drew the terrain map and risked his life to send it out.
We are old enemies, allies, husband and wife, and the only people in this world who understand each other.
From the princess who lost her country to the adopted daughter of the enemy, from the prisoner to the female general who led the expedition, from the eldest princess of the country to the ordinary woman who gave up her crown and followed her husband to live in seclusion - in this life, I have lost, won, hated, and loved.
I don't know how the history books will write it. But the years I have lived have been worth it.
Purpose: Rebuilding oneself on the ruins of destiny, guarding one's sincerity in the whirlpool of power