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Old Vine snorted several times, clearly not believing it.
Qi Xiaomian explained, "The one who poisoned me was my grandmother's most trusted Grand Preceptor."
Grandmother? The Empress Dowager? Didn't you say that the Empress Dowager treated you exceptionally well because she felt guilty about your mother's situation?
Yes, I used to think so too. No, I should say she changed; in her heart, there were things more important than me, so I could be sacrificed as well.
This sounded confusing.
He continued, "In the first two years after I entered the military camp, life was quite good. General Lian was an upright person, and the military discipline was excellent. He didn't reveal my identity to others and took great care in teaching me."
When I was fourteen, I led troops into battle for the first time. Both General Lian and I conducted thorough analyses before the battle; it should have been a great victory, yet we inexplicably lost.
General Lian gave me several more chances, but they ended in disastrous defeats. Especially that last time, my troops suffered heavy casualties; the fallen were all elite members of the Lian Family Army. General Lian could no longer favor me.
Rumors even spread within the military that I was a jinx, a harbinger of death; anyone close to me would meet a swift demise. Gradually, the Liao Family Army began to isolate me. General Lian wanted to speak on my behalf again, but I refused.
As I fell from grace, I replayed those battles repeatedly in my mind and grew increasingly convinced that something was amiss. So, I took the initiative to apply for a position in the military logistics department to keep a low profile while secretly investigating.
After several months of effort, I finally uncovered some truths: someone was suppressing me, preventing me from achieving military merit and forcing me into a mundane existence.
Just to keep me from rising, they even relayed military information to the enemy. If they truly despised me that much, they could just kill me; why drag other warriors into this and use their valiant efforts as pawns in their schemes?
I didn't tell anyone about my findings, including General Lian; I quietly eliminated those who were leaking information. However, digging deeper became difficult; I could only proceed cautiously.
I distanced myself from the Lian Family Army as much as possible to avoid implicating them and feared someone might plot against me. If someone wouldn't let me rise, then I'd carve out my own path, which led to the establishment of Wolf Howl Camp.
During my time leading my own camp, things were far from peaceful; those trying to stop me kept appearing—killing one only led to another taking their place.
Before entering Jingjing City, the mastermind behind everything suddenly appeared before me. He was a deputy general under General Lian and had been targeting and suppressing me out of fear that I would usurp General Lian's power.
I didn't kill him because I didn't believe he was the true culprit. His timing was too convenient, and he simply didn't have the intellect to orchestrate such a scheme; his temperament wasn't suited for keeping secrets either.
Though I spared him, I did not cease my investigation into this entire affair until I arrived in Jingjing City and saw the Empress Dowager again after ten years.
Qi Xiaomian pondered for a moment as if recalling that day before sighing deeply. "She was so young—much younger than I was ten years ago—radiant and beautiful; none of the women in the palace could compare to her."
That day, she was applying flower powder before a mirror with a shy smile on her face reminiscent of an unwed maiden. When she caught sight of me suddenly, her smile faltered; her eyes filled with panic and guilt as she couldn't bear to look directly at me.
Although she quickly regained her composure and called out to me as she had ten years ago with the same tone: "A Mian."
Yet I still felt something was off. In an instant, I thought of my Stunningly Beautiful relative. Was there some connection between the two? I couldn't suppress the speculation in my heart, so I had someone investigate discreetly, and they uncovered quite a bit of information.
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