Let Go of Me!

In the rear courtyard of the residence, within a secluded training ground.

Deng Chanyu was sitting on a wooden chair beside the weapon rack, propping her chin with one hand as she stared blankly at the sky beyond the courtyard wall.

She wore a fitted dark-red martial outfit, without the elaborate gauze skirts, pearls, and jade ornaments of an ordinary noble young lady.

All along the way to Chaoge, her father, Deng Jiugong, had kept chattering in her ear about the present Human Emperor's various earth-shaking achievements. At first, when she heard that she had been personally selected by Your Majesty to enter the harem, Deng Chanyu had been extremely resistant. She was a fierce horse raised in the military camp, longing to gallop across the battlefield. What she hated most was being locked in the deep palace like a canary in a cage, serving some tyrant whose temper changed with every passing cloud.

However, as her father spoke, the resistance in her heart gradually changed flavor.

"He invented the Curved-shaft Plough that raises farm yields, and even had the heaven-defying gall to abolish the slave system Great Shang has practiced for a thousand years, and he made paper, built schools throughout the land to teach everyone to read..."

Deng Chanyu murmured to herself, her clear eyes filled with deep disbelief, as well as an intense curiosity she herself had not even noticed.

What kind of man was someone capable of such unprecedented feats? Was he truly as wise and divinely martial as the legends said?

Just as Deng Chanyu was lost in thought.

"Rustle—"

An extremely light footstep, treading on fallen leaves, suddenly sounded at the courtyard gate.

The instant Di Xin stepped into the rear courtyard, he took the initiative to withdraw the concealment formation.

He did not