Embers of Glory (Originally Titled Bow of a Thousand Battles)

Sometimes you think you're the one who has drawn the bowstring,

when in fact you're the arrow flying away.

The human heart is hard to fathom, and prejudice even harder to erase.

Slander and condemnation could not kill Wei Changling, but the doubts of those she protected pierced her like a thousand arrows.

Her glorious military achievements vanished in the blink of an eye.

Her honors stripped away, her uniform removed, a trusted minister became a traitor in everyone's eyes in an instant.

Once the war bow is drawn, it must be fired; once a battle bow is drawn, its string never misses.

Jiang Shan met Changling when they were children. He was a year older and thought he could finally act like a big brother and take her out to play. But whether it was climbing trees, raiding birds' nests, catching grasshoppers, or using a slingshot, he couldn't beat her at anything.

Seeing Jiang Shan blush with frustration, Wei Changling, the army's little tyrant, could only feel wrongfully accused.

Jiang Shan refused to give up and planned a counterattack. But instead of putting her in her place, he was the one who got scolded and punished every time. They bickered and competed like this until Changling was thirteen, when trouble struck her family and they had to part.

Four years later, war broke out between the war-torn city and a neighboring kingdom. Jiang Shan joined the army and headed to Yusou City without hesitation.

He hadn't seen her in four years, and his nerves made him stumble over his words. Their reunion was so awkward it was almost funny.

"You've gotten a little darker." "Give it a while, and you'll be as dark as me."

That day, the two of them sneaked into the garden at the residence to drink. Changling was a little drunk. She said, "A Shan, I'm really happy you came."

Jiang Shan's old face turned red. He covered it with both hands and couldn't say a word.

Later, Changling was punished by being sent to guard the palace gates. In the long night, she recalled that moment and could only sigh.

The heroine is doted on by everyone, sly, and prone to saying one thing while meaning another. She fiercely protects her own, stays calm and composed in a crisis, and is swift and ruthless on the battlefield.

The hero has a double standard and is extremely jealous, a walking vinegar jar. He's usually cold-faced, but shamelessly clingy around the heroine.

Theme: We must take our fate into our own hands. Let them argue over right and wrong.