First-Class Female General

Mo Weixi was originally Jing Chuhan, the daughter of the general of the Langyue Kingdom in the fantasy continent, and also the priest of the Langyue Kingdom's imperial city. However, she was born with a frail and sick body, and could not be cured by any medicine. She eventually passed away at the age of eighteen. When she opened her eyes again, she became the most mysterious third lady in Prince Ling's palace. Discovering that there is no illusion or mysterious power in this world, Mo Weixi curled her lips and smiled faintly, "A healthy body and a new identity are really good!" In one sentence, he easily accepted that he had traveled to a completely unfamiliar place. However, everything is not that simple! The power of the three great empires is about to be broken. As the sons and daughters of princes, how can they stay out of it? She went on missions to other countries, went to the battlefield in person, and gave advice. It turned out that she, the young lady from Prince Ling's palace, was actually the most mysterious secret guard commander in the empire. As everything slowly comes to the surface, the grudges and grudges from more than ten years ago are also revealed, and how will they escape after being involved! Small theater~ The green mountains are far away and stretch endlessly. The cottage is not far away. "What? The impeccable Shadow Prince has been arrested? How rare!" Looking at the man in snow clothes imprisoned in the cell, Mo Weixi propped his head and looked at it nonchalantly outside the cell. Ying Yuechen looked at the woman who was gloating about her misfortune, with deep helplessness flashing in her beautiful eyes. "How about? Let them take you back to the village and give you some pressure?" Mo Weixi asked tentatively, with a smile in his eyes. What I hate the most is his innocent appearance from Tsinghua University. Even being a prisoner does not compromise his elegance. It makes people uncomfortable. "What do you think they are capable of?" He raised his eyebrows, confident and arrogant. "I can add fuel to the flames." Our Mo Weixi said in a nonchalant manner. "..." His face, as fair as jade, froze inexplicably, and he secretly sighed that he really held a grudge. Then he curled up his lips and gave a gentle smile. He walked out of the cell as if there was no one else around, and stepped closer to Mo Weixi. His expression was evil and confusing, "If you are the one who oppresses me, I would be very happy!" Mo Weixi's face turned dark. Where is Mr. Ranyue, whom he had promised to be pure and innocent? As expected, the rumors were not believable.