Just as her name suggests, she is a peerless talent among women, the only female general in the imperial capital. Smoke rises alone over the desert, and battle rages across the battlefield. Yet the emperor sends seven successive golden summons ordering her back to court. The emperor's command cannot be disobeyed.
When she appears before the emperor that day, she is promoted and rewarded, basking in boundless glory. She is even granted a betrothal: "A match made in heaven, with love between both parties." But it is all a ploy to send her into enemy territory.
When an iron hook pierces her shoulder blade, both her legs are broken by force, and the square character for "slave" is branded onto her face, she thinks things cannot get any worse. As long as she lives, there is hope.
Day after day, the torture continues.
Until one day, the Nanqiang people shout in a loud voice, "The Qiao family abandoned their border post and infiltrated Huajing. They are suspected of rebellion and will be executed, every last one of them." The wine flushes his face an even deeper red.
She has already fallen so low. What good could possibly come to the Qiao family?
At night, they eat and drink their fill, then snore.
She smiles bitterly, remembering the bold words she once spoke about life and death: "I, Qiao Chu, do not fear death. There are only two ways I will die: peacefully in old age, or on the battlefield." But in this life, all has come to naught.
She summons her strength. The taste of blood fills her mouth, its warmth spreading deep into her throat as the feeling of suffocation grows ever stronger...
She wants to see her father, mother, and elder brother. In this life, she was careless and trusted the wrong people, loyally serving her sovereign and giving her heart to the wrong one...
If there is a next life, she will still love her homeland and protect its people. She will fight to the death against those who deceived and humiliated her.