I Picked Up a Disabled Female General

Gentle yet wicked princess as the pursuer x touch-starved, devoted general as the pursued Xiao Changling first saw the woman general five years ago in the capital. She had won a great battle and basked in glory. The next time she saw the general was in an alley on the frontier. Her flesh was torn open, her bold, striking features obscured by blood and grime. Her eyes had lost their spark, and her leg was broken. She might never ride into battle again. Worse, she had been poisoned with an aphrodisiac and was on the brink of death. Xiao Changling took her in. She might as well find herself a concubine. … Ning Yan was like an old sword, its edge covered in rust, its flesh torn and battered. Even dragging herself along the ground was a struggle. A woman general shouldn't have to fall so low, but that was how generals usually met their end. Xiao Changling changed her bandages, bought her clothes, made sure she ate nourishing meals, and tucked her into a warm, dry bed to comfort her. With the gentlest care, she helped the precious sword regain its edge. Only, whenever she “treated the poison,” she kissed her a little longer than the medical texts prescribed. Ning Yan grew stronger by the day, and her ambitions grew with her. She cut off the heads of the rebels and presented them to the benefactor who had saved her life, then asked whether she wanted to claim the highest seat in the realm. Ning Yan gazed at her reverently, kneeling on one knee and rubbing her cheek against Xiao Changling's palm. “I am willing to serve you as my master. Your wishes are my duty. Please give me a chance to repay you.” If she could, Ning Yan would ask the princess to touch her a little more. … The corrupt nobility celebrated the steady stream of victories from the front lines. But in the blink of an eye, the cold cavalry battered open the gates of the imperial city, and Ning Yan's sword cleared every obstacle in the path of the woman she loved. The Great Zhou dynasty welcomed its first empress. The bricks outside the Meridian Gate were stained with blood. Nobles and officials trembled as they knelt beneath the blade, singing praises to the empress and her countless achievements. Yet no one could have guessed that on the very first day of her reign, the tyrannical empress would announce that she wanted to marry an empress consort. Meanwhile, the battle-hardened general was obedient in the red wedding curtains, coaxed into saying all sorts of shameless things. Her eyes brimmed with tender affection, filled entirely with the woman she loved. “Your Majesty, I've given you what you wanted. Please look at me a little more, too.” But you are the only thing I've ever wanted. *She had a crush on her in the past Note from May 2, 2025 Here's an upcoming story: What? My Wife Really Doesn't Love Me Anymore? Gentle, sweet, gorgeous top student X obsessive, cold “it was only for fun” playgirl Zhu Xichuan lost her parents when she was young. After finally earning her master's degree, with a bright future ahead of her, she is forced into marriage. She has no choice but to suffer the humiliation of becoming the wife of a half-crippled rich second-generation heir. Word is, the rich heiress came back from abroad, broke her leg in a horse-riding accident, and whips people when she loses her temper. Zhu Xichuan: Closes her eyes in despair. Before the wedding, Zhu Xichuan learns that Qin Ling has been plagued by an old illness and probably won't live more than a few years. Zhu Xichuan hopes Qin Ling will die soon, so she can remain a widow and earn her master's and doctoral degrees. Every day, Zhu Xichuan thoughtfully prepares Qin Ling's medicine, takes her outside to breathe the cold air, and personally handles everything for her. Qin Ling sees Zhu Xichuan holding her medical records, smiling gently with clear, bright eyes. Her little canary cares about her this much? … News of Qin Ling's marriage spreads across the city, and no one believes it will last. But who could have expected the eccentric, obsessive rich heiress to bow to love? She caters to Zhu Xichuan's every whim and showers her with gifts. Want a lab? She gets her one. Want funding? She provides it. But whenever anyone asks, Qin Ling says, “It's just for fun.” “I'm just using the usual tricks to keep my little canary happy.” “Isn't that why she married me?” But Zhu Xichuan has always been used to being alone. She's never been treated with such tenderness, and her frozen heart gradually begins to thaw... She thinks she should build a life with Qin Ling. Qin Ling is where she belongs. But who could have known that Qin Ling would die on the operating table? Zhu Xichuan kneels alone outside the operating room, crying and begging Qin Ling to visit her in her dreams. Just once would be enough. … A sudden change of power within the corporation sees Qin Ling appointed its new president. With tears still on her face, Zhu Xichuan packs up Qin Ling's belongings one by one. The person who had coveted Zhu Xichuan for years no longer bothers to hide it, brazenly pulling her into an embrace. “I killed my foolish niece. Now you're mine, baby.” Suddenly, the door swings open. Qin Ling enters the old family home with law enforcement officers behind her, and the culprit is taken into custody, leaving Zhu Xichuan alone beside the belongings. Qin Ling, risen from the dead, appears in the old house draped in white mourning cloth. Only now does Zhu Xichuan realize that Qin Ling never trusted her at all. The woman who faked her death moves in close and pins Zhu Xichuan atop a pile of white cloth Qin Ling runs her fingers over Zhu Xichuan's wrist, her lips brushing the bony back of Zhu Xichuan's hand before kissing her palm inch by inch. It is unbearably intimate. She pulls her dazed, weeping little wife into her arms and strokes Zhu Xichuan's waist. “Was that how she held you just now?” The only answer Qin Ling gets is a cold, “Let me go.” Zhu Xichuan is truly exhausted. … Qin Ling thought Zhu Xichuan was just a pretty canary she kept. Only after she left did Qin Ling realize she was the only treasure in the world. Also known as: #Is It Too Late to Get on My Knees Now?# #Wife, I Really Was Wrong. Please Don't Ignore Me QAQ# #Should I Die One More Time?# *Marriage first, love later, with a little groveling and pursuit *Don't be fooled by the blurb, it's actually very sweet *Both leads have only ever been with each other! One-on-one, they have eyes for no one but each other Theme: Persevere and strive for self-improvement