She is an orphan, but fate has treated her well. Someone taught her martial arts, and someone else gave her a strong support system. Born with a beautiful face, she nonetheless disguises herself by pretending to be a man. Perhaps Heaven truly does cherish life, for in the end, someone saw through her disguise.
The appearance of an ancient treasure mirror in the southern border brought her into an encounter with the neighboring kingdom's Second Prince. Their factions stood opposed, each ready to clash. She handled matters with composure; he was wise and decisive. Yet this man, who was naturally allergic to women, became captivated by every smile, every movement, every glimpse of her, and couldn't break free.
He was the heir to Prince Qi, teetering on the brink of danger. Though he spent every day with her, he never realized she was a woman. He even worried that he had fallen for a man and developed a taste for men.
Born a woman, yet living as a young man.
I am a lovesick soul, but my heart is shattered.
I have guarded you alone for half my life, while you ignored my devotion.
If I could wear women's clothes again, I would never see you in this life.
The imperial court and the martial world, beauties everywhere. This should have been a prosperous age, yet who could have expected the world to descend into chaos and corruption?
When the truth is finally unraveled, piece by piece, and laid before her, where will she go from there?
What choice should she make between her beloved and her family?
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