[Female general with superior force × sickly and beautiful prince]
[Forced marriage and robbery + Marriage first, love later + Chasing his wife in the crematorium]
The master archer He Lingyuan was born in Jiangmen.
Her fate was determined from the beginning - to marry the prince, to be a hostage of the family, and to be the emperor's lock to secure military power.
"I don't—!" On the night of His Majesty's marriage, she traveled thousands of miles alone to join the army in the north.
Why is the mother of a country so honorable and noble? What she wants is to be a wolf and a slave, so that her name will go down in history!
13 Joined the army, 16 led the troops, 19 took command, eight years on the battlefield, conquered nine cities, without a single defeat.
She returned to Beijing with full military achievements, just to break off the engagement.
The palace door is open.
Daylight poured in, and a figure walked in against the light.
The sickly and frail prince has a long body and an unparalleled appearance. A pair of peach blossom eyes were like hooks and locks, hooking into her heart.
With just one glance, He Lingyuan knew that it was broken.
With just one glance, Xie Ruichen knew that it was done.
He Lingyuan looked at him from head to toe and found that it was so easy to get interested in him.
"Your Majesty, I have changed my mind."
"My lord, I want to marry His Highness the Crown Prince. How about taking this - thousands of miles of land and mountains as a betrothal gift?"
The whole room was in an uproar.
Only Xie Ruichen curled his lips and suppressed the turbulent waves in his eyes.
She thought she had hunted a beautiful prey.
Little did he know that he had been waiting for her to look back for seven whole years.
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"I will not continue your incense until the war is over." She kissed the end of his eyes, her tone as clear as ice.
"Okay." He deserved meekness.
Until the defeat that happened because of him. She closed the wooden coffin of the general and issued an order to expel him: "Your Highness, please return to the capital."
From then on, he sat in the bright hall and she wandered into the yellow sand. This marriage, which was motivated by lust, existed in name only.
Later, He Lingyuan's lone army went deep into the Northern Desert, but there was no news.
In the court, he suppressed impeachment and did not ask for a good report, but only a report of survival.
When we met again, she was covered in blood.
"If you want to hate me, then hate me. I will never break off the engagement."
"The general has not yet presented the betrothal gift from South Vietnam."
When He Lingyuan heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Those peach blossom eyes were still full of affection.
"I was born because of you in this life - you have to be responsible for me in this life."
If they can't be husband and wife, then they will die as loyal ministers.
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"I am old, not crippled or useless." On the day she was forced into the palace, she stood guard in front of the palace with her sword drawn.
"Young masters - do you want to test whether my knife is still sharp?"
The blade was as cold as the moon. It was the treasured sword that accompanied her to seal the wolf in Xu, killing countless foreign enemies.
Behind him in the hall was Xie Ruichen, who was seriously ill.
Whoever dares to usurp her throne as king - she will chop off his head.
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Historical records record that when Xie Ruichen passed away, he was holding a red plum blossom in his hand.
Everyone said that it was his lover who came to pick him up.
·Not a big heroine·Not a strong woman·Not a female protagonist
·Micro drama
·Author xp: Weak, weak, strong and miserable due to war damage·Can stare at beauties crazily (men and women are not limited)
Intention: Mingjun, loyal ministers and fierce generals = peace in the world
