The history books record:
Wu Tingyun, age seventeen, led three thousand troops deep into the desert for over half a month, defeated the king beyond the frontier, and beheaded three kings. She was named Junior General of the Flying Cavalry. Over the next ten years, she won countless battles and commanded her troops like a god. The foreign tribes trembled and fled at the mere mention of her name. She was a born general.
Three years later, she suddenly fell gravely ill and died on the northern frontier, not yet thirty years old.
"If Heaven had eyes, General Wu would have been granted another ten years. Great Zhou wouldn't have come to this, letting a mere Grand Princess rule the court and throw the government into chaos!" One of her former students once wailed to the heavens in a drunken stupor.
But in Wu Tingyun's eyes, it was nothing more than a very long dream.
When she opened her eyes again, how had the once sweet and obedient child she taught become a regent Grand Princess who was obsessed with sorcery and killed without spilling blood?
Back then, the girl in red with silver rings gently tugged at her sleeve and said, "When you come back this time, Master, the two-colored crabapple will be in bloom."
Now, a grim-faced woman lifted Wu Tingyun's chin with the tip of her shoe, her expression dark and uncertain. "And who are you?"
It had only been ten years...
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