Reborn, I Handed Over the Military Seal, and My Former Followers Rebelled

In her previous life, she guarded the northern pass for ten years, while five military medals hung on her adopted daughter's chest. A bowl of poisoned wine, a single word, “the greater good,” and she died before the blue bricks of the ancestral hall. Reborn on the day she handed over her military tally, she already knew: in three days, three cities on the northern frontier would fall. She handed over the tally. But not the campaign records. She yielded her military honors. Her former subordinates still followed the direction of her pen, pointing left. Shen Ruoyan thought she had seized control of the army, unaware that every order was leading her to her death. Shen Han thought she had accepted her fate, unaware that the mark in the campaign ledger was the final debt she had left for him to settle. Three days later, urgent news from the northern frontier reached the capital. The entire household was busy with the military dispatch. No one noticed the bowl of wine gone cold on the desk. And the vanguard captain who had spent ten years searching for her stood in the alley behind the Shen residence. He heard a voice from inside say “We aren't receiving guests.” This time, she stood tall. She did not kneel. You stole my military honors? Then I'll bring your entire household down.