Summary
My older brothers framed me together, and one imperial decree from Father banished me from the capital.
Before I left, he allowed me to choose a few men from the shadow guard camp to take with me.
Then lines of text suddenly floated across my vision.
[Aw, our girl is about to be exiled. And everyone still thinks she’s a boy.]
[The other princes keep working against her in the capital. She never comes back, not for the rest of her life.]
[Actually, if she picks the right guards, her brothers will be falling over themselves to bring her home.]
[Sixth on the right is the man the First Prince has secretly loved for years.]
[First on the left is the beggar the Second Prince took in himself.]
[Third on the right is the son of the Third Prince’s teacher, born outside the principal marriage.]
[Fifth on the left once saved the Fourth Prince’s life.]
[Girl, those are quality men. Go get them!]
[The throne AND the men. We’re taking both!]



