I Picked Up a Disabled Female General

Gentle but wicked princess x a loyal, touch-starved general

Xiao Changling first saw the female general in the capital five years ago. She had won a battle and was basking in glory.

The next time she saw the general was in an alley on the borderlands.

Her flesh was torn open, and blood obscured her striking, spirited features, leaving them lifeless. Her leg was broken, and she would likely never ride into battle again.

Most importantly, she had been poisoned with a potent aphrodisiac and was on the brink of death.

Xiao Changling took her home.

She might as well have found herself a concubine.

Ning Yan was like an old sword, its blade covered in rust, its flesh torn and raw, so weak she could barely move across the ground.

A female general shouldn't have ended up in such a wretched state, but that was always the fate of generals.

Xiao Changling changed her bandages, bought her clothes, nourished her with carefully prepared meals, and soothed her in a dry, warm bed. In the gentlest way, she helped the sword regain its edge.

Only, whenever she "treated the poison," she kissed Ning Yan for longer than the medical texts prescribed.

Ning Yan grew stronger by the day, and her ambitions grew with her. She cut off the rebel leader's head and presented it to the woman who had saved her.

She asked if Xiao Changling wanted to try claiming the highest seat in the land.

Ning Yan knelt on the ground with a reverent gaze, rubbing her cheek against Xiao Changling's palm.

She said, "I will serve you as my master. Your will is my mission. Please give me the chance to repay you."

If she could, Ning Yan would ask the princess to touch her a little more.

The corrupt aristocrats celebrated the unending reports of victories from the front lines.

But in the blink of an eye, the gates of the imperial city were battered open by cold cavalry, and Ning Yan's sword cleared every obstacle in her beloved's path.

The Great Zhou Dynasty welcomed its first empress.

The stone bricks outside the Meridian Gate were soaked with blood. Aristocrats and officials trembled as they knelt beneath the sword's edge and sang praises to the empress's boundless merit.

Yet no one expected that on the very first day of her reign, the tyrannical empress would announce that she was taking a wife.

Meanwhile, the battle-hardened general was obedient in the red-draped bedchamber, coaxed into murmuring all sorts of shameless things, her eyes brimming with affection and filled with the image of her beloved.

"Your Majesty, I'll give you what you want. Please look at me more, too."

But you're the only thing I've ever wanted.

* She had been secretly in love with her once.

Added May 2, 2025

Here's a preview of my next book, "What, My Wife Really Doesn't Love Me Anymore?"

Gentle, lovely, top student and stunning beauty x obsessive, cold "just playing around" scumbag woman

Zhu Xichuan lost her parents when she was young. After finally earning her master's degree and seeing a bright future ahead, she was forced into marriage.

She had no choice but to endure the humiliation of becoming the wife of a partially disabled rich heiress.

Apparently the heiress had returned from abroad, broken her leg in a horseback riding accident, and would whip people with a riding crop whenever she flew into a rage.

Zhu Xichuan: Closes her eyes in despair.

Before the wedding, Zhu Xichuan learned that Qin Ling suffered from a chronic illness and probably wouldn't live more than a few years.

Zhu Xichuan hoped Qin Ling would die soon, so she could stay single and pursue her doctorate.

Every day, Zhu Xichuan thoughtfully prepared Qin Ling's medicine and took her outside to enjoy the cold wind, doing everything herself.

Qin Ling saw Zhu Xichuan holding her medical records and smiling gently, her eyes clear and bright.

Could it be that this little songbird actually cared about her?

News of Qin Ling's marriage swept through the entire city, but no one thought the relationship would last.

Who could have guessed that the eccentric, obsessive rich heiress would bow to love and indulge Zhu Xichuan in everything? She showered her with gifts, provided her with a laboratory when she wanted one, and gave her investments when she asked.

But whenever anyone asked, she'd say, "I'm only playing around."

"It's just a way to spoil my little songbird."

"Isn't that what she married me for?"

But Zhu Xichuan was used to being alone and had never been treated with such care. Her frozen heart gradually began to thaw...

She thought they should build a life together, and that Qin Ling was where she belonged.

But who could have known that Qin Ling would die on the operating table?

Zhu Xichuan knelt alone outside the operating room, crying and begging Qin Ling to visit her in her dreams.

Just once.

A sudden change of power within the company put Qin Ling in the position of CEO.

With tears still on her face, Zhu Xichuan packed up Qin Ling's belongings one by one.

The person who had coveted Zhu Xichuan for years stopped hiding it and brazenly pulled her into an embrace.

"I killed my foolish niece. Now you're mine, baby."

Suddenly, the door swung open. Qin Ling entered the old house with law enforcement officers behind her. The culprit was taken into custody, leaving only Zhu Xichuan and the belongings at her feet.

Qin Ling, risen from the dead, appeared in the old house draped in white cloth.

Only then did Zhu Xichuan realize Qin Ling had never trusted her.

The woman who had faked her death pressed close, pinning Zhu Xichuan down on a pile of white cloth

Qin Ling's fingers brushed over Zhu Xichuan's wrist, while her lips grazed the prominent bones on the back of Zhu Xichuan's hand, kissing her palm inch by inch.

It was intensely intimate.

She pulled her dazed, weeping wife into her arms, a hand on Zhu Xichuan's waist.

"Was that how she held you just now?"

The only answer Qin Ling received was a cold, "Let me go."

Zhu Xichuan was truly exhausted.

Qin Ling thought Zhu Xichuan was just a pretty songbird she'd kept.

But only after she left did Qin Ling understand that she was a one-of-a-kind treasure in this world.

Also known as:

#Is It Too Late to Get on My Knees Now? #

#Wife, I Really Was Wrong. Don't Ignore Me QAQ#

#Should I Die One More Time?#

* Marriage first, love later, with a little chasing after the wife.

* Don't be fooled by the blurb. It's actually very sweet.

* Both are each other's first and only, 1v1.

Theme: Strive relentlessly.