The Empress Kneels in Her Palace to Admit Her Mistakes After Slaying Her Ways in the Female-Oriented

Song Wan rode his warhorse and galloped to the front of the two armies.

Wang Ming quickly ordered his soldiers to retreat and form a defensive formation, with shields in place and spears mounted on them, creating a formation resembling that of a tortoise.

They were determined to stop Song Wan's army.

But this move, which would obviously cause even greater casualties to Song Wan's army, was met with a mere glance from Song Wan, who made no move whatsoever.

Moreover, when he glanced at the crowd and found that the person he was looking for was not there, he immediately looked towards the city wall.

Immediately, his body jerked heavily.

It was as if a heavy hammer had struck his heart; his face turned pale instantly, but his eyes shone with a brilliant light.

Like the sun and moon, shining brightly across the starry sky.

After so many years, he finally saw that figure again.

The pomegranate-red palace dress that haunted his dreams had been replaced with plain clothes, but his fair and delicate face and his captivating eyes remained unchanged.

"Sister Jin'er..."

Song Wan murmured to himself, two lines of clear tears streaming down his handsome but stubborn face, and his body trembled slightly.

Born into poverty, he failed to catch Jin'er's eye and always looked down on himself until he met Ye Fan, who valued him highly and sent him to fight in the northern frontier.

Along the way, he was fearless and a brilliant strategist, engaging in countless bloody battles and desperate struggles to acquire 60,000 elite troops, which finally gave him more courage.

He was just waiting for Ye Fan to find Jin'er for him.

Waiting and waiting, time slipped away, years flew by, yet nothing was gained.

He had thought he was destined to never be with Jin'er in this life, but unexpectedly, today, so suddenly, heaven sent a surprise upon him.

Song Wanmeng shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Sister Jin'er!"

This shout resounded throughout the heavens and earth, shaking the entire area and leaving his men stunned.

They had tried every means to offer beautiful women to the warlord, but he rebuked them without hesitation and even killed two people for it. They still thought the warlord was indifferent to women!

But now, why is she calling me "Sister Jin'er"...?

So much affection?!

It has a strong sense of a vow of eternal love?

"Sister Jin'er..." Seeing that Su Jin did not reply, or perhaps even if she did reply, the soldiers on the city wall did not respond loudly, Song Wan could not hear clearly.

Still wanting to express his longing for their reunion after so long apart, Song Wan mustered his strength and spoke through the city walls: "Jin'er, how have you been these days?"

"Zhang Wei, is he good to you?"

"Is Zhang Wei also in this Four Directions City?"

Su Jin on the city wall remained silent.

Wang Ming, standing below the city wall, was completely bewildered.

In that brief moment, he had already remembered Song Wan.

It was the name that Zhang Wei called out when he broke down and cried during the time he followed the general to kill Zhang Wei, the military advisor, in the camp.

However, it had been so long, and it was only one sentence Zhang Wei had shouted back then, so he couldn't remember it clearly anymore.

Only now am I beginning to recall it.

It became clear immediately that Su Xiu and Song Wan had an extraordinary relationship, which was why Su Xiu stayed—not for the Su family, but for Song Wan!

He was initially surprised, but upon hearing Song Wan's words, his mind was instantly filled with questions.

Zhang Wei?

No, what the hell are these old stories? They're from the Chinese almanac, okay?

Why are you still bringing up Zhang Wei?

"You must be Zhang Wei, right?"

Song Wan brandished his spear, pointing it directly at Wang Ming, then looked him up and down, saying, "Hmph, with your looks, do you think you're worthy of Sister Jin'er?"

"After marriage, how well have you treated him?"

"If I find out that you have displeased her in the slightest, I will kill your entire family, exterminate your nine generations, and make you wish you were dead!"

Wang Ming: "..."

At that moment, he felt no anger, only disbelief.

Did they mistake Wang Ming for Zhang Wei?

No, you seem to be deeply in love with Su Jin, but you don't even recognize Su Jin's former husband, Zhang Wei.

Are you someone who lives inside a high-rise building?

I took a deep breath.

Having served the general for a long time, he knew that the more outrageous and powerful a person was, the more cautious and wary he was. He then said, "I am Wang Ming, and I am the deputy general under General Tianye."

"Zhang Wei was just my former superior."

"They've long since returned to dust!"

"The grass on the grave has grown to a height of three zhang (approximately 1.6 meters)!"

Song Wan was instantly stunned.

Zhang Wei, is he dead?

Jin'er's husband is dead?

He quickly looked up at the city wall, only to see that Su Jin seemed to be walking down the city wall because she had difficulty speaking. He then turned his gaze back to Wang Ming.

He looked her up and down again, then said, "So, you're Jin'er's new husband?"

"Hmph, Zhang Wei is dead, so I will no longer pursue the matter with him."

"But if you treat Jin'er any badly, don't blame me, Song Wan, for being ruthless. I will slaughter your entire city and show you the consequences of bullying Jin'er!"

Wang Ming: "..."

Damn, is this the one you can't get past?

Just as he was about to speak, Su Jin stumbled out.

Her simple attire, dressed as a scholar, could not conceal her stunning beauty. Her slightly reddened eyes made her appear both delicate and alluring. She shouted loudly, "Song Wan, don't talk nonsense!"

"General Wang Ming is my superior."

"I have no connection with him."

"Now..." As if she had spoken of something painful, Su Jin's eyes reddened, making her appear even more beautiful and alluring: "Now I am all alone."

Boom!

Song Wan felt as if a thunderclap had struck him, and his body trembled so much that he could barely sit still on his horse.

Sister Jin'er, are you all alone?

He was all alone!

So, is he...?

Finally, there's a chance?

Has the heavens finally stopped treating him so cruelly?

Song Wan wanted to speak and express his feelings.

But it felt as if a knife was stuck in his throat, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say a word. He was instantly drenched in sweat, a million times more nervous than when facing a powerful enemy.

He wanted to speak; he wanted to tell Su Jin.

He tried for a long time, but only managed to utter a few indistinct syllables from his throat, which were barely audible.

Others couldn't hear clearly, but Su Jin understood the meaning.

But Su Jin shook her head: "Song Wan, for the rest of my life, I only want to use my skills to seek fame and fortune and build a career."

"For myself, and for the Su family!"

"Love is like a dream, a bubble, and to me it is nothing but fleeting smoke."

"I will stop expecting anything."

When these words were spoken, the tone was tender and affectionate, instantly opening up Song Wan's meridians, mainly because it precisely hit Song Wan's most proud spot.

He suddenly became eloquent again.

"Sister Jin'er, do you want to achieve great things?"

"That's easy!"

"I currently command an army of 60,000. If you agree, I am willing to offer these 60,000 troops as a betrothal gift, with a magnificent chariot and a ten-mile-long procession of red bridal procession to welcome you!"

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