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“He was an invincible general, and also a legend of invincibility she had heard about since childhood.”
Shen Roujia was the most precious daughter of a noble family in the capital, extremely beautiful and delicate. She was the designated Crown Princess, but in her heart, she held a deep affection for a general she had admired for many years but had never met.
One winter, the cold west wind brought the news that the great General Huo Zhao, who protected the country, had died in battle. His body was wrapped in a war banner. The Emperor himself escorted the coffin, which was draped in white mourning cloth for a thousand miles and wept for ten thousand miles.
No one expected that this girl, who had always played by the rules and whose every move was a model of aristocratic etiquette, would sneak out of the mansion one late night and go to visit Huo Zhao’s tomb.
…But halfway there, she unexpectedly encountered human traffickers?
In the wilderness, a desolate and godforsaken place, with a ‘husband’ on the verge of death, her chastity was in imminent danger.
In this moment of crisis, she saw a tall, strong man with a decisive and handsome face returning from hunting nearby.
Shen Roujia wept, tears streaming down her face, looking utterly pitiful:
“Sir… I was sold and brought here. Please, kind sir, save me!”
Small Theatre 1:
One evening, Shen Roujia and the strong man were sitting side by side on a ridge in the field.
Shen Roujia: “The person I admire is the most powerful general in the world.”
Huo Zhao asked with one leg slightly bent: “The general you’re talking about…”
Shen Roujia cupped her cheeks in her hands, half shy, half timid: “It’s Huo Zhao.”
“He’s gentle and handsome and never uses foul language.”
“If I hadn’t been sold here, I would definitely be his treasure.”
Huo Zhao: “…”
That’s not necessarily true.
Small Theater 2:
Another evening, Huo Zhao had just returned from the military camp, his cloak still on, when he saw his wife standing by the curtain, wearing a flimsy, almost useless cloth that barely covered anything, blushing as she looked at him.
Huo Zhao: “?”
Shen Roujia gathered her courage, her voice incredibly soft: “Huo Zhao, are you tired today?”
Huo Zhao shook his head, frowned and then asked his question sincerely:
“Autumn has been here for a while now, aren’t you cold being practically naked like this?”
Small Theater 3:
As soon as she was sold, her belongings were given to someone else, and the father she had always revered tacitly allowed his concubine to mistreat her.
From a cherished daughter of privilege to a peasant girl with no background, it was Huo Zhao who, in Shen Roujia’s despair, told her:
“If you want something, go and take it back.”
“Silly woman, with me by your side, what are you afraid of?”
A ruthless man of few words, with eight-pack abs, devastatingly handsome, a walking bundle of testosterone and a master of all trades – just a little bit of a straight-laced General X A fallen noble lady, delicate and gentle, with a touch of girlish charm – a little fairy of a young miss.
He taught her never to be afraid and never to bow her head.
- Seven-year age difference between male and female leads.
- Suitable for readers who prefer purity.
- Sweetness in a word.
- The male lead appears in the tenth chapter. The female lead suffers a bit in the first ten chapters, but becomes sweet later.
One sentence summary: After being kidnapped, she ended up with her idol.
