Pian Fangfang

Meng Qianqian, at the age of 15, married into the Lu Family to bring joy to the elderly matriarch.

On the wedding night, urgent news arrived from the border that her husband had been commanded to go to war. Six months later, he tragically died at the hands of Beiliang soldiers.

Five years later, the husband who had been presumed dead returned, and by his side was an ethereal mute woman named Wan'er.

Lu Lingxiao said that Wan'er was the descendant of a loyal and righteous family, entirely different from her—a merchant girl reeking of copper coins. He claimed Wan'er was a true paragon of noble character.

Lu Lingxiao also said that Wan'er was an eagle soaring in the heavens, while someone like her was nothing more than a fragile flower, unworthy of comparison.

It was not until the land was broken, the city walls fell, and she wielded a Red Tassel Spear to crush countless soldiers that Lu Lingxiao realized he had misjudged her.

She was not a delicate flower confined within the depths of the mansion; she was the fiercest west wind of Yumen Pass.

Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

The Hidden Guard's eyes widened as he was nailed straight onto the pillar of the suspension bridge.


The startled horse dragged the empty carriage, galloping across the suspension bridge like a whirlwind.


Meng Qianqian paced to the Hidden Guard's front, meeting his terror-filled gaze, and unhesitatingly pulled out the Red Tassel Spear.


The Hidden Guard collapsed to the ground, his brain matter mixed with blood splattered everywhere.


Meng Qianqian turned around without looking back and walked toward Prime Minister Xun, whom she had flung by the side of the suspension bridge.


By now, he had already stood up from the snow, his sharp gaze fixated on Meng Qianqian.


Meng Qianqian sneered, "Fleeing so fast that you'd even abandon your own son?"


"Well, it's no surprise. For the foster son who risked his life for you, you discarded him without a second thought. Could anyone still expect you to have a conscience? Am I right, Xun Xiuyuan?"


Chapter 361: Do You Regret It, Xun Xiuyuan?