"General! General, are you there? General—"
"General, where are you? General, please say something!"
Xi pushed aside the corpses covering her body and slowly climbed out of the pile of dead people.
This winter of the seventh year of Dakang's reign was extremely cold. There was only half a month before the Chinese New Year, but there was not a trace of people celebrating in Chiyang City, where wars were frequent.
In the canyon thirty miles outside the city, a fierce fighting had just occurred. Countless corpses were discarded randomly, with broken halberds and broken knives stuck in them. They were green and white.
The cold wind roared, freezing the blood and snow into a stiff mass. The soldiers who came to search held torches and walked step by step with difficulty, searching for the shadow of the person they were looking for among the corpses everywhere.
Suddenly, seeing Xi in front, the soldiers were overjoyed and hurriedly dragged the medical officer: "General! Great, you are still alive!"
Without any explanation, while treating his wounds, he hurriedly called for people to carry him to the stretcher, "Quick, let's go back to the city!"
Xi frowned, avoided their outstretched hands, and stood up on the ground: "I'm fine, let's go."
His body was covered with dirty blood, and there were countless stab wounds and arrow wounds. If it had been any mortal, he would have died of wound infection at this time.
-But now, what is in this body is his soul.
Ignoring the surprised and worried soldiers behind him, Xi casually patted the blood-stained dust on his armor, strode forward, and got on his horse.
Although there were many injuries on the body, they did not affect his brain's thinking. He quickly finished reading the body's memory.
This was a general named Xi Chenzhou who had just died on the battlefield.
This world is a mortal dynasty. Atong's remnant soul was reincarnated as a little queen who had just succeeded to the throne for seven years, and she was only fifteen years old this year.
The late emperor died early, leaving only this one legitimate princess. The princes of the clan did not take the queen seriously at first and fought among themselves for the position, but they all died.
When all the ministers came to their senses, there was only one princess left in the royal family! Not to mention the princes and grandsons, even the queen mother and concubines died in the struggle.
Although there was no precedent for a woman to ascend the throne since ancient times, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty had no other choice. Under mutual constraints, they could only send the young princess to the throne.
- This is a dangerous place where the weather is precarious, walking like a knife, and everyone is looking at you.
The queen ascended the throne at a young age and had no parental care. Now she was struggling to survive in the conflict between the eunuchs and courtiers. As a puppet queen, she had no qualifications for freedom.
According to the customs of the Kang Dynasty, the young emperor should personally conquer the throne at the age of eighteen, but how could the eunuchs and courtiers really let her get involved in political affairs? Now both parties have reached a consensus unanimously:
The queen should get married as soon as possible, give birth to an heir as soon as possible, abdicate the throne to the infant prince, and then go to the cold palace or the palace to fend for herself.
After all, a teenage queen is far less controllable than a baby!
Eunuchs are the closest to the court and are also the easiest group of people to target.
In order to achieve their goal, they will put some undesirable things in the Queen's wine at the Mid-Autumn Night Banquet next fall, and while she is drunk, they will push several prepared male attendants into the Queen's palace.
—As for the Queen’s own wishes
Who cares about useless stuff!
Xi crushed the riding whip sheath in her hand with a click.
"What a big dog courage—"
The soldier raised his head in fear: "General, general? What did you say..."
"I said," his eyes were as cold as fire, flashing with a sinister cold light, "They dare to attack my people, I'm tired of living!"