When Chelsea opened her eyes, she was being stuffed into a sedan chair embroidered with Luan birds.
One second she was the countess of Normandy who wielded her sword to kill the enemy, and the next second she became Princess Anhe sent by the Dayin Dynasty for marriage. The phoenix crown made her cervical vertebra ache from the pressure, and there was no sword on her waist, only a sachet - this was a violation of local rules, and it was more piercing than a Saxon spear.
Her "husband" is Xiao Che, the seventh prince of Zhao Kingdom. The God of War, who was rumored to be a prolific murderer, glanced at her with eyes accustomed to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood when they first met: "Be safe and keep you safe."
Chelsea smiled. In her kingdom, she is a wolf who lives her own life.
At the palace banquet, she used a dagger to sing a war song, which shocked everyone in the audience. He calmly put away the knife for her: "My wife is naughty, it's a joke."
When an assassin attacked late at night, she twisted the opponent's wrist with her bare hands, but he took her bleeding hand and rubbed it with less force than dressing the wound: "Next time... Don't hurt yourself."
He taught her Eastern tactics, and she taught him Western tactics; he shielded her from open and secret arrows, and she tore open the palace net for him.
When suspicion melts away while fighting side by side, when temptation turns into the intertwining of breaths in the tent late at night——
"Xiao Che," she put her fingertips against his heart, "can you have two emperors here?"
He held her hand and pressed it on the soldier talisman around his waist, his eyes burning with ice and snow: "If you want it, I'll give you half."
From strangers who were wary of each other, to emperors and empresses holding jade seals together.
What she brings is not only the wind of a foreign land, but also the edge to see the world side by side with him.
Concept: Integrating East and West
