About this story
Stuck in the chaotic Three Kingdoms era, but with the identity of a divine maiden—this starting position seemed fairly good… Wait, which faction’s divine maiden was she meant to be? Chen Zhao fell into silence as she watched the people in front of her, each wearing yellow turbans and charging forward while shouting, “The Azure Sky is dead, the Yellow Sky shall rise; in the year of Jiazi, there will be great prosperity under Heaven!” So… she was a rebel? Chen Zhao had no choice but to roll up her sleeves. Since she was already here, what else could she do? She would just have to make do and rebel. Years later, Chen Zhao smoothed down the dragon robe that had somehow ended up draped over her shoulders while holding back a smirk. “Ah, how did this dragon robe end up on this emperor out of nowhere? What is this emperor supposed to do about this?” Years later, Chen Zhao looked at her crowds of strategists and military generals while counting them over and over in full satisfaction. According to unofficial histories, the divine maiden had a penchant for attractive people. Every strategist and general under her command possessed outstanding looks—for instance, Cai Wenji and Diaochan; Xun Yu and Guo Jia; Zhao Yun… Jia Xu, who was plain-looking (smiling): “Nonsense. My master does not care for looks, only for talent and virtue.” Everyone: ‘?’ Aren’t you Wenhe, the one who’d rather harm Heaven’s harmony rather than yourself? Where did you get ‘virtue’ from?
