On our wedding night, the Emperor threw me into the Cold Palace. He said: Your father betrayed the empire, and you don't deserve to live. The whole palace thought I'd die in that ruined courtyard. Three years later, the Northern Di army marched on the capital — and not a single official in court could fight them. The Emperor was pacing the throne room in panic. That was when I walked out of the Cold Palace in full armor, three thousand cavalry behind me. I was the daughter of the Northern Guard Marquis. I joined the army at twelve, and held a besieged city alone for seven days at fifteen. He threw me into the Cold Palace for three years because he feared my family's military power. What he forgot: I am the military power. Watch free on Palmbox.
