After I Fled My Wedding, the Crown Prince Treated Me Like His Dearest Treasure

Ye Qingge, a dual-certified firearms expert from the 22nd century, has time-traveled! Faced with a vicious stepmother? Ye Qingge calmly pulls out a gun. One shot later... The stepmother cries! Faced with a gang of ruthless bandits? Ye Qingge calmly pulls out a machine gun. A burst of fire later... The bandits cry! Faced with an enemy army bent on conquest? Ye Qingge calmly hauls out a shoulder-fired rocket launcher. One launch later... The army cries! Unable to help looking up and asking the heavens: Is there really no one who can keep her in check? A certain nation’s emperor, sinister and unrestrained, who regards all living beings as beneath him: Let me try. A certain imperial uncle, seemingly as ethereal as an immortal but inwardly devious beyond compare: I’ll try too. Ye Qingge: Pistol, machine gun, or rocket launcher? Pick one. The emperor: ... The imperial uncle: ... & Word is that the “Ghost Face” general of the Xiao Kingdom, a master strategist and crack shot, is actually a woman? On the battlefield, a prince of the Zhou Kingdom: “A woman? I’m done fighting. I want to form an alliance through marriage!” A certain flirtatious emperor of the Nan Kingdom: “I happen to need a fiercer empress to keep the harem in line.” A certain crown prince of the Xiao Kingdom, his eyes covered with white gauze: Sorry, you’re too late.