The General Beneath Her Skirts

[Second book. There are plenty of shortcomings.]

"He was an invincible general, a legend of unbroken victories she'd heard about ever since she was a child."

Shen Roujia was the most precious daughter of a distinguished family in the capital, breathtakingly beautiful and delicate.

She was the designated crown princess, but for years she'd secretly cherished a great general she'd never met.

One bitter winter, the cold west wind brought news that Huo Zhao, the great general who protected the nation, had died in battle. His body was wrapped in a battle flag. The emperor personally accompanied his coffin, and mourning banners stretched for a thousand miles as wails of grief rang out for ten thousand.

No one expected this girl, so proper and so perfectly versed in the etiquette of noble families, to sneak out of her home late one night, hoping to visit Huo Zhao's tomb and see him once.

...But on the way, she ran into human traffickers?

A desolate wilderness where not even birds pooped, a 'husband' on the verge of dying from illness, and her own virtue hanging by a thread.

At this critical moment, she saw a tall, handsome, rugged-looking man next door returning from a hunting trip.

Shen Roujia cried so hard her face was streaked with tears, looking utterly pitiful:

"Brave sir... I was sold and brought here. Please save me."

Scene 1:

One evening, Shen Roujia sat side by side with the brave sir on a ridge between the fields.

Shen Roujia: "The person I like is the greatest general in the world."

Huo Zhao sat with one leg bent and asked, "This general you're talking about..."

Shen Roujia cupped her cheeks, looking shy and bashful. "It's Huo Zhao."

"He's gentle and handsome, and he never swears."

"If I hadn't been sold here, I would surely be his darling, cherished in the palm of his hand."

Huo Zhao: "..." That's not necessarily true.

Scene 2:

Another evening, Huo Zhao had just returned from the military camp. His cloak was still on when he saw his wife standing by the curtain, blushing as she wore some kind of ragged strip of cloth that didn't cover anything and seemed entirely useless.

Huo Zhao: "?"

Shen Roujia gathered her courage, her voice impossibly soft. "Huo Zhao, are you tired today?"

Huo Zhao shook his head, furrowed his brows, then sincerely asked what was puzzling him:

"It's been autumn for ages. Aren't you cold dressed like that with your arms bare?"

Scene 3:

One moment she had been sold; the next, everything that belonged to her had been given to someone else. Even the father she'd revered since childhood silently allowed the concubine's household to bully her.

When Shen Roujia went from a favored daughter of a noble family to a farmer's daughter with no support, it was Huo Zhao who told her, at the moment of her despair:

"If you want something, go take it back."

"Silly woman, I'm by your side. What are you afraid of?"

A ruthless, few-words kind of man, with eight-pack abs, devastatingly handsome, capable of everything, a walking mass of hormones, and just a little too straightforward: the great general | A fallen noblewoman, delicate and gentle, with a girlish heart: the young lady who's a little minx.

He taught her never to be afraid, and never to bow her head.

1. The male and female leads have an age difference of seven years.

2. Readers who prefer chaste romances are welcome.

3. Sweetness in one word: sweet.

4. The male lead appears in Chapter 10. The heroine has a rough time in the first ten chapters; after that, it's sweet.

5. Weibo: Shengxia Wan Feng x

I'm bringing Salt Frost Beauty over to ask you to add it to your advance reservations:

Rong Yu was a woman of boundless allure.

Everyone knew she was the biggest stain on Shen Ying's reputation, vicious and wanton. There wasn't a single person who didn't hate her.

Rong Yu was a woman of boundless allure.

Everyone knew she was the biggest stain on Shen Ying's reputation, vicious and wanton. There wasn't a single person who didn't hate her.

Shen Ying, on the other hand, had always been elegant and refined, with a beauty rare in all the world. He was snow on a high mountain, the moon in the sky, and the unattainable beloved secretly cherished by countless women.

And yet there wasn't a single person who didn't envy Rong Yu.

Because this bewitching woman had dragged Shen Ying, untouched by worldly dust, down from the heavens and sullied him.

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At first, Rong Yu was an orphan whom anyone could bully.

She loved Shen Ying so much that nearly everyone in the capital knew it.

She stopped at almost nothing to win Shen Ying, but he had always treated her with cold indifference.

Over time, she became the butt of jokes in the capital.

One day, on the bustling Taishi Street, Rong Yu was publicly humiliated by a princess born to wealth and privilege, all over a candied hawthorn skewer.

The haughty princess forced the unfortunate orphan to kneel on the busy street from dawn until dusk, leaving her utterly humiliated.

When Shen Ying passed by, he merely glanced at her, not even stepping down from his carriage. He was utterly cold and indifferent.

From then on, people knew that no matter how beautiful Rong Yu was or how much she loved Shen Ying, to him she was nothing but an insignificant woman.

Later, when Shen Ying ascended the throne and appointed Rong Yu empress, only for her to refuse, people still didn't know...

The wounds on Rong Yu's knees had been treated by this icy, snow-cold gentleman himself. He had crouched on the ground and applied the medicine carefully, bit by bit.

(Don't be fooled by this scene. The heroine doesn't suffer.)

A peerless beauty who's merciless to herself and even more so to others, a stunning flower on a high peak | A breathtaking beauty, dangerously venomous, who always gets whatever she wants (a little wildcat)

The male lead is sweet on the outside and dark within; the female lead is dark through and through. One is praised throughout the world, the other notorious; one is a gentleman like an immortal, the other a seductive temptress.

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