It was an era that belonged to the strong, with strong armies and iron horses, and heroes vying for the throne. It was an era where miracles still existed. Last night, there were commoners, and now there are princes. At that time, I don't know how many people lived for their own dreams, and I don't know how many people trampled on the dreams of others under their feet.
That's from China, the Warring States Period.
This story happened in that era, but the protagonist of the story is not a great hero who once conquered the world, but a weak woman, a woman who has not left a specific name in history. The only thing I know is that she is from the Yan Kingdom, so I call her Yan Ji...
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