Azhao crawled out of the pit of death and joined the army for the eight hundred yuan monthly salary.
She didn't want to achieve any military exploits or become a general, she just wanted to live peacefully until the end of the war.
However, her immediate boss always refused to let her get what she wanted.
King Jin: Ah Zhao, come to my tent tonight.
Azhao: General, aren't you afraid that others will misunderstand your masculinity?
The corners of Jin Wang's lips curled up into a smile: I am not a manly man, so I have no choice but to...