Coming Clean Helps the Landlord's Eldest Son Ascend the Throne

Xie Duchun self-destructed to protect her sect, but miraculously transmigrated to another world, where the eldest son of a rural landlord rescued her.

Grateful, she planned to leave behind a reward and go once she had recovered halfway. But she never expected her kind-hearted rescuer and his younger brother to do everything they could to make her stay.

Unable to resist their enthusiasm, Xie Duchun ultimately stayed.

The eldest son was like a gentle breeze beneath a clear sky, compassionate yet dignified and decisive. The second son was an honest-to-goodness tsundere, lively and carefree, who fell in love with her at first sight. Xie Duchun thought living with them would be rather nice: she’d have food and clothes, and beautiful men for company.

Away from her position as the sect’s top disciple, she finally had a chance to relax.

But she never expected the world to fall into chaos. The imperial power had weakened, noble houses had carved up the land, and foreign enemies watched hungrily from the sidelines. The situation was ready to explode.

Even in the countryside, the smell of blood had already begun to drift from the chaotic future.

The three of them moved with their households to the county seat, only to find that rebel forces had already trampled through the yellowing grass and were advancing on the town. With no help in sight, they had no choice but to rally the county’s people to fight to the death.

Xie Duchun took off the jewelry the second young master had given her over the past few days, gathered the spiritual energy she had accumulated, and summoned the sword within her.

Her eyes were as cold as stars, and her slender brows resembled a curved blade drawn from its sheath.

Xie Duchun had once surpassed a generation of prodigies. She was the senior head disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, one of the three great sects.

That day, dust filled the air.

Her brilliant sword light struck like lightning from the heavens. Wherever it passed, all life was extinguished. The enemy troops were first enraged, then struck with terror as they were slaughtered.

She cut through the enemy ranks as if no one stood in her way, heading straight for their commander.

Seeing the second young master’s stunned expression, she smiled, a hint of weariness in her eyes. “Young Master Yu, I’m a little thirsty. Could you get me some water?”

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From then on, she recruited troops and gathered talent, bringing together both strategists and bloodthirsty killers. Xie Duchun helped the eldest young master ascend the throne and made the second young master her beloved in her tent.

“Hey, I saved your life. You can give yourself to me now,” Xie Duchun said mournfully.

Wang Tingyu knelt beside her, resting his head in her palm and muttering, “...Which one of us is giving himself to the other?”

Well, of course it was him.

Theme: Defend our home, let’s go!