Wen Ning has been diligent since she was a child, studying and practicing martial arts, and she has never slacked off.
Master said to her: "A Ning, you are Master's most proud disciple in this life. Are you willing to do something for Master?"
Wen Ning smiled, "I am willing to do anything for Master."
As a result, Wen Ning transformed into Su Mingzhao, the youngest daughter raised in the countryside by the prime minister of the dynasty.
Suddenly one day, the prime minister sent someone to take her back to Beijing and asked her to marry her sister-in-law.
The fiancé was a prince of the current dynasty, with a distinguished status, but unfortunately he was short-lived. The doctor concluded that he would not live to be twenty-five years old.
The night before the wedding, Wen Ning found her master: "Master, is he among the people you want me to kill?"
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Xie Zhan was not favored by his father since he was a child. Because his mother and concubine were from a foreign race, he was born with no chance of being crowned emperor.
When he was twelve years old, rebels entered the country and the palace was in chaos. His father abandoned him and his mother and concubine when he fled. He took his mother and concubine, who was terminally ill at the time, to pray to the rebels to take him in.
There was a girl of his own age among the rebels. The girl had scars on her face and always had a fierce look. She treated him like a servant, but she was also the one who taught him life-saving self-defense skills and stayed with him when he lost his mother.
Later, the rebellion subsided, and he became a noble but short-lived prince. A few years later, he married a well-matched wife.
His wife was introverted and timid, so he thought that after two years, he would find a way to let the poor woman go.
Until one snowy night, he happened to see his wife climbing over the wall of the palace lightly, with the long knife in her hand still stained with wet blood.
The wife whispered to herself: "This one is a bit difficult to kill tonight. I almost broke my knife. It's bad luck."
He suddenly didn't want to let her go.
Intention: None yet
