Great Zhou, the third year of Qingyuan, early spring.

The new emperor's accession to the throne should have been a good day for amnesty to the world.

However, what Zhao Su was waiting for was a cup of wine sent by the new emperor's most trusted eunuch Song Gonggong.

Gonggong Song glanced at Zhao Su with pity, "Lord Wang, it's only your high merit that is blamed, when Your Majesty was still a prince, he had the idea of getting rid of you." ”

The first emperor was very fond of Zhao Su, because she was the daughter of the former king of Zhenbei.

Twenty years ago, when the emperor was still the prince, he was ordered by the sky to lead 30,000 soldiers and horses to attack Luohe City.

Zhao Xiao went deep into the enemy camp to save the emperor, but was caught up by the enemy, Zhao Xiao had no choice but to do it, with the golden cicada out of the shell, so that the emperor could escape, and he died from the enemy's ten thousand arrows through the heart.

The first emperor was grief-stricken, and after ascending the throne, he regarded the daughter of Zhao Xiao as his own, and even named her the king of Zhenbei when she was sixteen years old.

Zhao Su learned martial arts at the age of four, and followed his father to the battlefield at the age of fourteen, and killing people and seeing blood has long been commonplace.

Her father's death hit her hard, not to mention the love of her children, she didn't treat herself as a girl's family, she practiced martial arts every day, was diligent, and was even more heroic on the battlefield. What if it's a great achievement? There is everything that doesn't please her.

Even if most people have to admit her strength, but being pressed by a woman is really ashamed, even if her subordinates believe in her on the surface, but they don't care in private.

And this prince, who has long hated her in his heart, the day of his accession to the throne will inevitably be her death.

Zhao Susu's white fingertips swept across the turquoise porcelain cup that glowed in the candlelight, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, "Father-in-law, and send a word to Your Majesty on behalf of this king." ”

Gonggong Song was silent, looking at her, his eyes seemed unbearable.

"Your Majesty, why are you afraid? I'm just a woman. After that, Zhao Shu drank all the wine in the cup, waved his sleeves and said, "Send it to Gonggong Song." ”

Zhao Su went to the battlefield with her father at the age of fourteen to kill the enemy, and now she is twenty-five years old, for a full eleven years, she has never lived for herself, what kind of love, what love, she doesn't understand and has never tried, most of the time, she forgets that she is also a girl.

Now for the Great Zhou to calm the four seas, after all, it can't be reached, and the merit is high and the four words are the master.

Zhao Su sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at his face in silence.

Is Zhao Su ugly? She's not ugly, on the contrary, she's beautiful.

But no one likes her.

After her father died, she wished that she would have someone who could love her.

There was a cramp in the henchman, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling on the bronze mirror, like plum blossoms in full bloom, dazzling.

King Zhenbei is dead.

The next day, it spread throughout the capital, and some people were happy and some were sad.

People who don't like her are happy, such as His Majesty the Emperor.

When he was still a prince, he thought that Zhao Su was a big trouble in his heart, thinking about what to do with her in the future, and after waiting for ten years, he finally came to the opportunity, the first emperor died, he ascended the throne as the emperor, and the first thing to get was her.

But he seems to have forgotten that no matter how powerful Zhao Su is, he is still a woman after all.

Zhao Su's death made him feel depressed, so he was stunned until Gonggong Song brought Zhao Su's words to him.

Yes, no matter how powerful she is, she is also his courtier, and she is just a woman, and she can't set off any storms after all.

"Father-in-law Song, I ordered her to go down and bury her." After being silent for a long time, His Majesty opened his mouth coolly, and there was a faint tiredness between his eyebrows.

"Yes." Gonggong Song sighed and turned around and left, and suddenly His Majesty said, "Did you say I did something wrong?" Will my father's spirit in the sky blame me? After all, this is the orphan daughter of his savior. ”

Gonggong Song nodded, isn't it weird? It's almost infuriating, the only orphan girl, and you gave her death.

"Your Majesty didn't have to be like this, but ...... "Originally, Your Majesty could marry her, but it didn't need her life, although Zhao Shu was several years older than Your Majesty......

"Let's go down." His Majesty sighed and looked up.

He didn't remember what Zhao Su looked like, but he remembered that she came back from Yucheng that year, and her face was full of wind and frost, rain and snow.

Although Zhao Su died, he enjoyed a good reputation among the people and was deeply loved by Baixin.

More than 10,000 people invited craftsmen to sculpt her appearance at their own expense and placed it in the ancestral hall of the high temple, and enshrined her as a female warrior of the Great Zhou Dynasty.