The wind blurred the vermilion palace walls. She sat cross-legged, her long eyelashes slightly drooped, her slender fingers controlled the handkerchief to brush against the sword, and the sword's cold light flashed instantly.
She looked at the girl with slightly narrowed phoenix eyes on the hilt of the sword. Perhaps from that time, she had foreseen that she no longer belonged to the square-inch palace wall of the southern country.
Intention: General Sa Shuang is resourceful, brave, proud and calm.