Lady of Graceful Elegance
This is the tale of a peerless beauty confronting a rebellious prince of the royal family. Her sister-in-law once told her, “Whoever makes the first move loses.” She was the one to open the game, yet
On the day General Feihong fell in battle and died for her country, the azaleas in the courtyard of the Pei family residence in the imperial capital bloomed with a blazing, vivid red, as if mirroring the endless sea of blood spilled by the fifty thousand soldiers of Chelan City in the northern frontier—crimson, boundless, and scorching.
Could even a god of war suffer defeat?
Did the Pei clan endanger their soldiers in pursuit of glory?
Did the Pei clan harbor sinister intentions, plotting treachery for years?
Was the Pei clan’s collusion with the enemy irrefutably proven?
One accusation after another, each word from the people’s lips and pens seemed to sentence the Feihong General—who had protected the homeland and won every battle for decades—to death long before any trial.
But could it truly be called a death sentence? After all, she had already perished in the north, utterly and completely. At most, after dying in battle, she had been granted the disgrace of utter ruin.
Who was General Feihong? The legitimate eldest daughter of the late Marquis Wujing, the current Marquis Wujing herself, and the Grand General of the Five Cities of the Northern Frontier—Pei Xueyao.
The title “Feihong”—“Soaring Swan Goose”—was an honor granted by the Emperor and the people in those years when Pei Xueyao was invincible on the battlefield.
Yet honors bestowed may just as easily be withdrawn. What the Emperor and the people give, they may also turn into a charge of treason and death.
Thus, with a single defeat and the loss of fif