Series: ЧУ ЧЖАО

A Jiu was ruthless and cautious—the moment he suspected her, he’d tried to silence her without hesitation. Now that he couldn’t kill her, he wouldn’t abandon her either, for fear of exposure. Dealing with someone like him was simple: everything came down to mutual stakes. A Jiu was no longer the primary concern. The real

“What a coincidence,” she said, a hint of delight in her voice. “And to think Xiaojie happened to come across it.” Yes, what a coincidence. A Fu held the letter, her expression grave. She had already subtly inquired—this group of soldiers was on their way to Yunzhong County to deliver reviewed military household registries. They

Zhang Gu’s ears were ringing—whether from the earlier shouts still echoing in his mind or the suffocating tension of being surrounded, he couldn’t tell. Chu -xiaojie ? Since when did they have a xiaojie among them? His eyes fell on the girl astride the horse. Perhaps it was the way she had been addressed, but

“So you’re really… General Chu Ling’s daughter?” one of the courier soldiers couldn’t help but ask. Chu Zhao gave a soft “Mm.” “Then what happened at the Beicao Relay Station?” “What about Yang Dachun?” “And your mother—” Her brief acknowledgment opened the floodgates. Questions poured out from all sides, but Chu Zhao didn’t answer any

Chu Zhao wasn’t exactly surprised by Deputy General Zhong’s words, but hearing them aloud still left her with mixed emotions. “That place is not my home,” she said, shaking her head. Deputy General Zhong, who had sworn brotherhood with Chu Zhao’s father, Chu Lang, scolded her with the authority of an elder: “Nonsense! Of course

Her father was hiding his illness—not only to prevent unrest along the frontier, but perhaps to avoid triggering turmoil across the entire court and empire. The rivalry between the Crown Prince and the Third Prince hadn’t emerged out of nowhere; tensions had been simmering for years, visible in the open strife between the Empress’s Yang

Getting involved with this Chu-xiaojie was nothing but trouble. A Jiu wore a face full of irritation, enduring everyone’s stares without flinching, as if the name “A Jiu” didn’t belong to him. “A Jiu,” Chu Zhao said again, “I need to talk to A Jiu.” The scar-faced Deputy General’s gaze was as sharp as a

Tears slowly began to stream down her face. A Jiu frowned, his expression dripping with disdain. Playing the victim again? But this time, her silent sorrow felt unnerving. He averted his gaze. “I don’t even know you,” he said coldly. “And don’t think that just because you saw some letter, you can jump to conclusions. I have

Chu Zhao’s life suddenly returned to normal. No more sleeping on cold, hard floors in the dead of night, waking shivering from the chill. No more endless days galloping on horseback without respite. Even in this small town, her room was warm as spring, with thick blankets soft as clouds. Hot water was brought morning

General Chu Ling actually raised such a daughter? Does General Chu Ling know what kind of person his daughter is? “Don’t speak so harshly,” Xiao Xun said with a light laugh. “In the eyes of parents, their children are always the best. When you have your daughter, see if you can bring yourself to discipline