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Chapter 128: Calm Before the Battle

Ning Shu walked along the top of the majestic city wall and looked down at the corpses hung below. Then, she s.h.i.+fted her gaze towards the distance. Beyond the vast prairie were snowy mountains. This was the magnificence that could be witnessed at the border.

Cai Sang, who was in armor, followed behind Ning Shu and asked, "Princess, the people of North Mongolia has such vast lands, so why do they still insist on stealing our things?"

"Stealing can become addictive, and it is so easy to reap without sowing. Tartars aren't people that can bring themselves to endure the hards.h.i.+ps of sowing and nurturing," said Ning Shu mildly.

Perhaps it was because He Lianying had gotten injured, for no Tartars came to disturb the border lately. Every day, other than practice martial arts, Ning Shu would only practice martial arts while thinking about ways to defeat the Tartars' cavalry.

The strongest force the Tartars had was their cavalry. Their horses and their people both had very strong physiques, so she had to come up with a way to deal with them. There was no way they could really use a hundred people's lives to exchange for the life of one North Mongolian Tartar. If they did that, Ning Shu's heart would crumble. It'd practically be throwing lives down the drain.

There was definitely some other way.

As Ning Shu walked along the city wall leisurely, she b.u.mped into Duan Xinghui. Duan Xinghui came up and cupped his fist in salute. "This general greets Princess."

Ning Shu gave a cold 'en' in reply and walked past him. Duan Xinghui saw that Princess Jiahui didn't even bother to glance at him and stop himself from asking, "Princess Jiahui, will you leave with the Second Prince of North Mongolia?"

Ning Shu stopped walked and turned around to look towards Duan Xinghui with a frown. "Bodyguard Duan, this matter doesn't seem to have anything to do with you? Also, it's not your place to question the matters between this princess and the second prince of North Mongolia. If you dare to spread this sort of rumor in the military, this princess won't let you off!"

Duan Xinghui bowed slightly and said, "This general understands."

Ning Shu gave a cold humph and returned to the barracks with Cai Sang.

The Tartars specialized in looting, so their infantry couldn't compare with their cavalry at all.

Large snowflakes drifted down from the sky like light feathers. In less than a day, everything was blanketed with snow.

Shen Feng's expression became very serious. It was typical for sheeps and cows to freeze to death in this type of weather, and that was the time Tartars usually came to plunder. He sent a lot of elite soldiers out to scout the areas.

Ning Shu still hadn't come up with a way to deal with the cavalry, but the most effective way was to just use bows and arrows to shoot the Tartars to death.

Shen Feng wasn't young anymore and didn't have much confidence in being able to obtain a victory. Hence, his mindset was not to achieve victory, but to avoid mistakes and protect the border.

Meanwhile, Ning Shu wanted to inflict serious damage on the Tartars, so she gave Shen Feng the suggestion of putting a lot of bows and arrows on the city wall.

Shen Feng nodded in response to her suggestions and arranged for it to happen. Duan Xinghui had been following Shen Feng's side this entire time and helping with all sorts of things. Now that a huge battle was on the brink of starting, Duan Xinghui felt that he should try to comfort Ning Shu. "Princess, in reality, we only have to protect the city walls for it to count as our victory."

Ning Shu was made pretty speechless. What did Duan Xinghui mean by telling her this?

Ning Shu was also making preparations for the incoming battle.

"Princess, please let us come along this time." Cai San entreated Ning Shu. "All of them want to go as well."

The moment Ning Shu stepped out of her tent, she saw the female army standing in neat rows in front of her. These women were not very beautiful and did not have alluring figures, but no man could compare with the imposing aura they possessed.

Their expressions were serious. When they saw Ning Shu come out, all of them knelt down on one knee. "Greetings, Left Vanguard."

In response, Ning Shu shouted, "Rise! In a while, there will be a large battle. Are you scared?"

"We're not scared!" The voices of the women were not as low as those of men, so when they mixed it made a very melodious sound.

"From now on, start practicing with the bow and arrow. When shooting a bow, you should pay particular attention to arm strength. A crossbow is the best way to defeat Tartars, so start practicing now."

Ning Shu pointed at the target. "Shoot towards the target."

Ning Shu demonstrated, drawing the bow back and releasing the arrow towards the center of the target. The arrow shot off with so much force that it pierced straight through the heart of the target.

#comment: "Princess Jiahui, will you leave with the Second Prince of North Mongolia?" =_= Ning Shu's not an idiot like you, why would she ruin her life by running away with the enemy who she doesn't even like?

There's been so many comments about how stupid Duan Xinghui is, but he seriously is stupid, this translator agrees. Haha, it just makes me love Ning Shu even more! Go take over the world! Go destroy the world! This translator supports! *waves fan flag* ,,>_

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Chapter 129: Princess Jiahui's Enchanting Demonic Smile

Ning Shu hoped that these pitiful women who had came to her for shelter would be able to survive and live on. For that to happen, they had to train hard. Only then would they have more of a chance of surviving on the battlefield.

As predicted, after the snowing stopped, He Lianying lead an army of Tartars to attack the city.

Ning Shu stood on the city walls and met He Lianying's gaze. Inwardly, she was pretty frustrated. Why was this person still not dead? Could it be that the poison hadn't been strong enough? Fudge! He had already puked blood last time, yet he was already well enough to jump around again.

He Lianying was wearing fur clothing today. The fur framing his neck made him seem even more wild and powerful. He looked up at Ning Shu and shot her a grin. Then, with a wave of his hand, he had the soldiers start rus.h.i.+ng towards the city walls with ladders to siege the city.

The battle drums started beating. Ning Shu shouted coldly, "Release the arrows!"

A rain of arrows immediately shot towards the Tartars and most of the Tartars attacking the city instantly became hedgehogs.

"Again."

The reserve soldiers immediately switched places with those in front. Out of the corner of her eye, Ning Shu saw that several women had been shot by arrows that came from below. For a moment, her heart trembled, but then she steadied herself again.

"Switch to catapults."

Catapults were one of the ancient weapons with rather great damage power, especially when they were shot from above.

Some Tartars had just reached the top, only to be hit with blocks of ice and fall back down. They fell from the ladder and crashed into the ground, then they were still.

He Lianying looked towards the things on the wall that were mostly hidden by the heavy snow, then abruptly looked towards Ning Shu with suspicions in his eyes. Ning Shu smiled towards him. That was right, it was exactly what you were thinking. These were the corpses of those Tartars. The Tartars that hung on the wall now only had black empty eye sockets, since their eyes had already been pecked away by birds.

When making a decision, either don't do it, or go all in, and cut off all roads of retreat.

He Lianying's facial color immediately turned unsightly and his gaze filled with dangerous and dark murderous intent as he looked towards Ning Shu. At the same time though, his gaze still contained strange fondness. The aura he gave off was even more dangerous than before.

Ning Shu extended her hand and a soldier immediately handed her a crossbow. She aimed an arrow at He Lianying, but he just laughed coldly, then proceeded to also aim an arrow towards her.

"Swoosh, Swoosh…"

Two arrows screamed and seemed to emit some sparks as they slid past each other.

Ning Shu's pupils dilated as she stared at the arrow flying her way. She tilted her head towards the side, but the arrow still made a small cut on her face as it flew past.

"Princess, are you alright?" Duan Xinghui's heart almost stopped when he saw this scene and he hastily dealt with the Tartar that had gotten onto the wall to rush towards Ning Shu.

Ning Shu gave a dark smile as she wiped away the blood on her face, and she even licked to taste the blood on her finger. Ignoring Duan Xinghui, she turned to look towards He Lianying.

As Duan Xinghui took in Princess Jiahui's demonic smile, his heart started racing. Princess Jiahui, in this moment, was more enchanting than ever before. Even the blood on her face only served to add a ruthless savageness to her beauty.

#comment: Ning Shu's going to exit soon, guess how she exits?

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Chapter 130: Promoted to Right Vanguard

When Ning Shu saw that He Lianying was perfectly fine and still on his horse, she was disappointed. However, it wasn't surprising. If He Lianying had really died that easily, she'd definitely have to burn incense to thank her ancestors.

In the end, the Tartars didn't succeed in their besiege attempt and were driven off. They fled in disarray like fish that had finally escaped the net.

He Lianying once again made a s.n.a.t.c.hing motion towards Ning Shu, then kissed his fingers before turning away and riding off.

Ning Shu's lips twitched. This was what she hated most about these Tartars. They would run if they couldn't win, which made it so that a lot of energy was required to continue fighting them.

Ning Shu was very irritated. She drew the bow back and set another arrow towards He Lianying's back.

"Princess, He Lianying's full of craft and cunning. He's fleeing on purpose. If Princess follows after him, you'll fall into his trap since cavalries fight best on flat plains." Duan Xinghui couldn't stop himself from dissuading Ning Shu when he saw how unwilling she was to accept this outcome.

"With a failure like you as a precedent, there's no way this princess would be dumb enough as to chase after them," responded Ning Shu. Following that, she shouted, "Deal with the soldiers that have died in battle and record their names."

Duan Xinghui: …

Duan Xinghui felt that his words of concern were always treated as words with hidden bad intentions. The way Princess Jiahui was always rubbing salt on his wound made him feel both angry and a little sad.

Princess Jiahui completely treated him like an enemy.

Actually, enemy wasn't the right description. He currently had no power or status, so it was just that she never bothered to consider his feelings when she spoke.

As for Ning Shu, she was sad because only about half out of the original hundred women were left. People that were still alive just yesterday had now become cold corpses, and there weren't even people to collect their corpses.

Ning Shu had Cai Sang bury them and record their names down. They were women, but they were also heros. They shouldn't be deprived of their rightful honor just because they were women. They deserved to be recorded in history.

The women that survived had even more determined expressions. Even though their facial colors were very pale right now, their eyes were still filled with resolution.

During the following period of time, the Tartars continued to attack the city as if they didn't know what it meant to be tired. Ning Shu could see anxiety on He Lianying's face. It was probably due to the fact that his army was running out of provisions and due to the reason that every winter, North Mongolia relied solely on raiding to obtain supplies.

However, now they couldn't even break through the city walls. He Lianying's gaze was unreadable as he looked towards Ning Shu who was standing on the wall. This year, due to this princess being here, the soldiers were refusing to let them in even at the cost of their lives.

In the past, the guards would only put on a show of trying to defend the city for a while before admitting defeat and letting them in to loot the city. Thus, every year it had been a quick process to loot then return to North Mongolia.

Princess Jiahui, Li Xueshan. This woman…

Ning Shu also wasn't enjoying this. She was starting to feel numb from the sight of countless soldiers being carried away. However, since many people had already died, it was all the more reason she couldn't give up. If they compromised this time, then there would be a next time. If there was a next time, then wouldn't all these people have died for nothing?

There was another even more important reason, and that was, if they lost, those loathsome Tartars would be able to invade their territory and loot everything. At that time, North Mongolia would definitely bring up a peace marriage again, and it would also cause Li Wen to be disappointed in her.

Hence, she had to persevere.

Around this time, because Duan Xinghui had done quite a bit of meritorious service, Shen Feng promoted him to right vanguard. This practially set him on equal footing with Ning Shu.

As expected of the world's favorite, he was filled with good luck and was like a fish in water on the battlefield. How good was his luck? One time Ning Shu saw an arrow fly straight at him, yet the arrow ended up hitting the soldier next to him.

At that time, Ning Shu was made completely speechless. She also didn't know what exactly Shen Feng liked about Duan Xinghui as to support him so much and promote him, who was originally just a soldier, to the third highest rank in the barracks.

As of now, Duan Xinghui had the rights to give commands on the battlefield so he stood next to Ning Shu. When He Lianying saw, he couldn't help but be irritated.

Meanwhile, Ning Shu had been very emotionally wound up during this entire time. She would feel unbearable heartache every time a member of her female army got injured or killed. However, as time pa.s.sed, there were less and less casualties.

These women gradually gained a valiant aura that was in no way inferior to that of men. These women who had survived were all very good seedlings.

He Lianying was once again driven to retreat. Before he retreated, he looked towards Ning Shu with savage excitement in his eyes. When Duan Xinghui who was standing next to Ning Shu saw this, his heart felt uncomfortable.

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Chapter 131: Arrow Gone Awry

He Lianying seemed determined to pit himself against Ning Shu. He would come to attack the city every day except when it was raining or snowing. He showed up on time such precision like he was here to practice the eighth set of radio broadcast gymnastics, but the difference was that blood would always flow to form rivers.

>This article has a brief explanation about . The eighth set is the most popular set.<>

Ning Shu really wanted to curse as she stood on the city wall and looked down at that b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Battles costed money and food. Just the amount of rations required for supporting the army for one day was an astonis.h.i.+ng figure.

She didn't know how much longer they'd be able to keep this going. In addition, Grand Marshal Shen Feng didn't seem to want to persevere anymore. However, if they gave up, all the lives already lost for this goal would have been lost for nothing. Hence, all they could do was continue dragging things on.

Ning Shu got another letter from Li Wen. It was a private letter only for her and his meaning was very clear. He hoped that Ning Shu could win, but more that, he hoped that Ning Shu would stay strong and keep up a firm, uncompromising att.i.tude.

Near the end were some words of concern that made him seem more like an older brother. As for how sincere those words really were, Ning Shu didn't bother to think deeply about it. As the emperor, his every motion and word had to contain deep meanings.

Today's weather was very nice. After a day of wind and snow, the ground was blanketed with a thick layer of snow. Originally, Ning Shu thought that He Lianying wouldn't come to attack the city today because it was difficult to even walk in this type of environment. However, unexpectedly he still came.

The Tartars' faces contained anxiousness and despair, as if they were at the ends of their ropes.

It was already the middle of winter, yet they still hadn't reaped any harvest this year. Even He Lianying, who had always seemed unperturbed, was frowning. His expression was cold as he narrowed his eyes and looked towards Ning Shu who was standing next to the flag.

As the bright sunlight shone down on her, it made her armor glint with cold light. It was so dazzling he couldn't even see her face clearly.

Duan Xinghui was standing by Ning Shu and saw that He Lianying had been staring at Princess Jiahui for a long time. He felt displeased and couldn't stop himself from saying, "Princess, the Tartars of North Mongolia are all despicable treacherous wolves, so no matter what Princess should not compromise with them."

Ning Shu felt the urge to dig at her ear. She had heard this same sentence pretty much everyday for the past period of time. It seemed that Duan Xinghui was originally a reticent person so he had always seemed like a cool older brother to Princess Jiahui. However, now he was always nagging her, it was seriously annoying!

He Lianying pursed his lips as he watched the two on the wall. He couldn't stop himself from grabbing a bow and shooting Duan Xinghui.

It was unknown if it was because today's wind was a bit strong or what, but the arrow that was clearly headed towards Duan Xinghui ended up veering towards Ning Shu.

Ning Shu: $%@#*

As expected, when you were with the male lead-sama, the one doomed was forever the cannon fodder.

Ning Shu was about to dodge when her body suddenly stopped responding to her. Her soul seemed about to be ejected from the body.

Ning Shu was shocked. What exactly was happening? Why couldn't she move?

Duan Xinghui saw that the arrow as rus.h.i.+ng towards Princess Jiahui, and Princess Jiahui was just standing there as if the thought of dodging hadn't occurred to her.

His heart instantly filled with fear and he hastily cut the arrow with his sword, but it was no use, the arrowhead continued heading towards Ning Shu and pierced into her shoulder.

Ning Shu gave a m.u.f.fled groan. She could hear the sound of the arrowhead ripping through her flesh. Immediately after, unbelievable pain hit her.

Oh my f.u.c.k it hurts!

"Ding. The counterattack task has been completed. Leave the world? Yes/No." A cold mechanical voice appeared in Ning Shu's consciousness.

"Yes, yes, yes…" Ning Shu wanted to leave as soon as possible. It freaking hurt too much. Even if it was for the sake of leaving the world, there was no need to shoot her, right?

The system is trolling me!

Ning Shu's soul immediately left Princess Jiahui's body.

#comment: Tada! And the second arc is done! One more arc until we get to the arc that made me fall in love with this story~

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Chapter 132: Not Who He Had Wanted To Kill

Things had happened too fast, it took awhile for everyone to come back to their senses and realize that a high-ranking military officer of Great Yong had just been shot.

The North Mongolian Tartars started drumming their chest and cheering. Their moral increased greatly and they looked towards their second prince with wors.h.i.+pful gaze.

However, He Lianying's face was pale as he gripped the bow tightly and he trembled as he stared in disbelief. She clearly could have dodged. Based on her ability, there was no way she couldn't have dodged that arrow.

Moreover, she wasn't the person he had wanted to kill.

He Lianying lifted his hand and shouted, "Sound the drums for retreat."

This…

This was clearly the best chance to attack the city, why were they retreating?

"Third Prince, their morale has taken a hit so that already puts us halfway to success, why do we need to retreat?" A high-ranking Tartar asked He Lianying.

Slap!

He Lianying slapped that officer and snarled, "This prince said to retreat, so retreat!"

He Lianying turned his horse around. He took one last glance back at the place where Princess Jiahui usually stood. There was no longer anyone there, but for a brief instant, he seemed to see those cold indifferent eyes that were filled with disdain and cunning.

She probably wouldn't die that easily, right?

Duan Xinghui carried Princess Jiahui and ran to the tent of the military doctor, shouting, "Save her, please hurry and save her…"

Duan Xinghui paced anxiously as he waited outside the tent. His heart was filled with anxiety, fear, dread… and an intense feeling that he really didn't want her to die. When the thought that this woman who has always looked down on him might die, he felt so much pain it was like his heart was about to shatter.

When the arrowhead was pulled out, Princess Jiahui gave a m.u.f.fled groan and opened her eyes slightly. She saw that she was in a simple tent. How was she still alive?

She was still in a North Mongolian Tartar's tent.

A wave of pain swept over her and she fainted again.

Princess Jiahui was fine. Everyone in the military felt a surge of relief, especially Shen Feng. Although swords had no eyes on the battlefield, if the princess of a nation died, especially if it was the princess born of the same mother as the Emperor, the Emperor would not care about how much meritorious service he contributed.

Meanwhile, Princess Jiahui felt like she was dreaming. She couldn't tell if she had come to remember her past life after being shot, or if this current reality was a dream.

She looked at the women who were kneeling in front of her. Their expressions were solemn and all of their eyes were red.

She touched the whip at her waist, then smiled. No matter what, she was no longer in the tragic situation of the dream. She hadn't been humiliated and she was not living with ceaseless pain.

She hadn't disappointed Imperial Older Brother and was the most n.o.ble princess of Great Yong.

When she saw Duan Xinghui, she laughed. This man who she had loved so much in her dream was currently looking at her with concern.

So what if she was a woman? A woman was not necessarily any worse than a man. She was willing to never marry and fight for Imperial Older Brother for her entire life. No matter how painful it was, it couldn't compare to the life of being shared and used by countless men and eating pig feed. That life was not the life of a human; it was without dignity, without purpose, there was nothing. She didn't even know what she lived for.

Even if it seemed like a dream, the dream felt inexplicable real.

"Princess, are you alright?" Princess Jiahui had been looking at Duan Xinghui with an unreadable and slightly strange gaze so he walked up and asked her this in concern.

Princess Jiahui was for a moment stunned. It felt like it had been a long time since she heard Duan Xinghui's voice.

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Chapter 133: Came to Attack Again

For the sake of confirming with his own eyes that Princess Jiahui was alright, not long later, He Lianying came to attack the city again. He gazed for a long while at Princess Jiahui who was standing on the wall as always.

Suddenly, he smiled. His smile was filled with joy and relief.

Princess Jiahui looked at He Lianying with surprise. This man, this demon-like man, can also smile this way? The twisted and cruel man she knew would never have smiled this way.

What was he smiling about? Could it be that he's gone crazy from disappointment upon finding out that she wasn't dead?

Princess Jiahui touched the whip at her waist and coldly commanded, "Release the arrows."

Duan Xinghui watched her. Princess Jiahui seemed even more dignified and n.o.ble now, and there was a slight feeling as if she had gone through a rebirth. She no longer gave off the cold indifference from before, but when she pursed her lips, she gave off more of a regal presence.

Her aura had changed again. Duan Xinghui felt completely muddled by Princess Jiahui's many changes. Before, Princess Jiahui would look at him with an icy cold gaze. She seemed capable of seeing through everything that was hidden in his heart and her gaze always contained scorn and ridicule.

The current Princess Jiahui had looked at him with a strange gaze that contained a bit of relief and gladness. Following that, she simply looked at him as if he was a stranger.

Duan Xinghui: …

His heart seemed to crack. As he gazed at Jiahui's back, he felt like he had lost something important forever. His heart felt uncomfortably empty.

This battle continued until the start of spring. When the snow started to melt, He Lianying led what was left of his troops back to the plains. Before he left, he looked back at Princess Jiahui one last time with a lingering gaze.

Princess Jiahui laughed scornfully. She was no longer that pitiful woman from her dream. She would forever be the most respected Princess Jiahui of Great Yong.

They returned to court in triumph. When Princess Jiahui saw Li Wen, she couldn't help but tear up. In this world, Imperial Older Brother was the only family she had left.

Li Wen actually gazed at Princess Jiahui with grat.i.tude. After quite a while, he asked, "You've changed again?"

"What?" Princess Jiahui was confused.

Li Wen gave the decree allowing Princess Jiahui to be buried in the imperial tomb after a hundred years and forever enjoy the wors.h.i.+p of the people. This was an extremely great honor. No princess in history had ever received such an honor.

Although the princess was the emperor's younger sister, she was still a woman, and once she got married she would belong to another family. The idea of giving a woman an honor like this was making all the ministers restless.

Li Wen didn't say anything and directly sent the ministers that opposed it the most to the border.

Those who enjoyed the luxurious life of the capital and kept making criticisms without ever contributing anything themselves were also sent to the border.

Following that, when it was time to evaluate military merit and bestow rewards, when it was Duan Xinghui's turn, Li Wen looked towards Princess Jiahui. Princess Jiahui said mildly, "Just bestow based on his achievements. Imperial Older Brother doesn't need to worry about this sister-subject."

When Duan Xinghui found out that he had been promoted to a formal second rank general, his feelings were very mixed. He looked towards Princess Jiahui who was sitting at the front of the large hall and his emotions became even more complicated.

Duan Xinghui practically moved at turtle speed as he headed back to his residence. He didn't feel any rush at all and his heart felt inexplicably heavy. He couldn't deny it any longer, he felt great regret.

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Chapter 134: A Scarlet Beauty Mark

The entrance to Duan Residence was very lively. Duan Xinghui returned grandly in a full body of armor. Upon seeing her son, Madame Duan was so happy she cried. She remarked in a tone full of heartache that he had gotten tanned, that had gotten skinny.

Duan Xinghui's gaze swept past Yuan Dong to land on Er Ya. She was wearing a lake-blue silk garment with a hairpin inserted in her hair. She seemed very happy and was smiling widely with joy. However, a moment later, she felt that it was inappropriate behavior and immediately closed her mouth.

Very soon, she gave Duan Xinghui a closed-lips smile, not knowing that this kind of smile made her seem very timid and inferior. After just a winter, Er Ya had lost the simple freedom and beauty that Duan Xinghui had once been enchanted by.

The current Er Ya's every movement was awkward like that of a wooden puppet.

When Duan Xinghui saw her smile, Princess Jiahui's face appeared in his mind. She could even lick the blood from the corner of her mouth in a way that was filled with dark charm.

Duan Xinghui married Er Ya, which made Er Ya overjoyed. During the wine banquet, Duan Xinghui drank a lot, and even cried. Perhaps he was mourning the past, or perhaps he felt regret.

Duan Xinghui and Er Ya's life did not turn out that well. Duan Xinghui gave Er Ya the position of main wife, but he didn't keep the promise of being faithful only to her for this entire lifetime. There were other women by his side. Now that Princess Jiahui was gone, Duan Xinghui didn't care about any other women, or did he care about how many women were by his side.

He no longer saw any joy in life. Er Ya couldn't accept it, but she also had no choice but to endure the fact that her man was sleeping with other women even though it stabbed at her heart.

As of now, Princess Jiahui had already become the bright moonlight in Duan Xinghui's heart, a scarlet beauty mark. Things that were out of reach were always the most beautiful. Duan Xinghui would never be able to obtain Princess Jiahui again in this lifetime, so she became something like a inviolable G.o.ddess in his heart.

>The scarlet beauty mark mark is a phrase from Eileen Chang's novel "Red Rose, White Rose". The first paragraph on talks about the origin of the 'mark' and about the red rose and white rose. In addition, the scarlet beauty mark also refers to the dot of cinnabar placed on the arms of young woman to prove their chast.i.ty.

After the war was over, North Mongolia sent an envoy and agreed to sign the non-aggression treaty that would last for a hundred years. However, there was one condition, which was that Princess Jiahui would get married with the second prince of North Mongolia, He Lianying.

Those wolves' ambitions still haven't died. Princess Jiahui laughed. She would die before she'd step foot in North Mongolia. This time, Li Wen refused before Princess Jiahui even said anything.

After the North Mongolian delegation left, Princess Jiahui told Li Wen that she was willing to go and guard the border. She was even willing to never marry in this lifetime and devote her life to the cause of defending against the North Mongolian Tartars.

Princess Jiahui stated directly that there was no man in this world that could match up to her. Li Wen asked jokingly, "You won't get married even if you encounter a man as outstanding as Imperial Older Brother?"

Princess Jiahui smiled. "There exists no other man like Imperial Older Brother in the world."

When Duan Xinghui who was also in the great hall heard Princess Jiahui say this, he recalled that, a very long time ago, Princess Jiahui had said that he was the best man in the world. However, it was hard for him to even appear in Princess Jiahui's eyes now.

That very night, Princess Jiahui returned to the border and patrolled the city walls with her female troops. The row of Tartar corpses were no longer covered by ice and snow so their original appearances were revealed.

Their faces had contorted expressions of agony and their corpses had become dried. Cai Sang said to Princess Jiahui, "The Tartars don't even dare to look at these corpses anymore, and the Tartars that come to the city to trade no longer dare to act arrogant. The citizens here call Princess the G.o.ddess of War. I heard that they even plan to erect a statue and long life memorial tablet for you, Princess."

Princess Jiahui smiled a little without saying anything. However, not long later, an enormous statue was erected in the city. It was a statue of Princess Jiahui in full armor. Her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail, her gaze was solemn and dignified, and at her waist hung a whip.

When Princess Jiahui saw this statue, tears fell from her eyes. She was the respected princess of Great Yong, the Princess Jiahui whom everyone revered, never again a disgrace.