Female General Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

Cheng Ling was really surprised to see two beautiful women seated in Wang Bolin's table. Wang Bolin never allowed any lady to seat beside him in a function, he hated widespread gossip, especially one involving his personal life. Cheng Ling Could not help but fix his eyes on the lady in red dress exchanging pleasantries with Chairman Wang. She raised her head as her eyes met with Cheng Ling's which brought her heart beat to a halt for some split seconds. Cheng Ling could not take his eyes off her either, unlike the previous day they met when she was looking like a depressed elephant, the lady he was looking at right now was the most beautiful girl in the world.

Wang Wei started searching all the corpes one by one like crazy. He could identify his fellow soldiers’ bodies who were guarding the mansion of General, female guards who were there to assist & protect the lady.And beside them, he could identify their ladyship’s corpse lying, a blood stained dagger was in her folded fingers.It seemed even in this sudden,unexpected massacre,she had not given up without a fight. She indeed deserved to be the "lady of the black drgon". Wang Wei sighed deeply with regret after seeing these.

He asked as he raised a brow trying to sound polite but seeing how she raised a brow as her mouth fell open could only mean he had indirectly offended her with his question but it was the only way for him to know the identity of the woman in front of him. "General Si Ning, I know your true face and it is showing if this is all the respect you can give Senior rank Imperial Concubine Ran Chunhua!" She Snapped. Concubine Ran? Si Ning had never been confused in his whole life yet he was more than confused now, facing Xiu Zhicheng’s second concubine who kept talking confusingly and seemed like they had something between them making him so confused as he tried to hide his shock by wearing an impas

The dimension's setting was not too different than that of the one she came from. Most differently, this dimension rotates around an axis with an object called female lead in the center. The Female lead Feng Xiu is the eldest miss of one of the N city's Three Most Powerful Families, the Feng Family. She was known for being gentle, kind, lively....etc. Living her life in bright light, became the film empress at the age of 25. She also gained the title of 'Nation's first love', along with the male lead Wen Jianguo and her loyal knights. She reached the pinnacle of her life with many women jealous and envying her experience.

Ghost Scene Female General's body swayed and swayed, like a willow wind, each time it collided, it clearly displayed a force that could not be avoided by the enemy. But each time he retreated, the results were finally revealed, but they were all punchy punches, killing weak points. This feeling is like two armies fighting, in which one side wins dozens of battles in a row, but is swept across three thousand miles by the other side. In the blink of an eye, those who were still worried that the Ghost Scene Female General would be killed in the blink of an eye, gawking at each other, unable to speak. They absolutely did not expect that, even seeing it with their own eyes at this moment, they ab

Pei Mingyue murmured loud enough for everyone to hear. "What do you know about delicacy, you only know how to fight. Of course, for the love to bloom between the prince and her, she needs to act as a white lotus in the beginning, and slowly her abilities will be revealed." Wang Jie scoffed from the sidelines. "You! I'll see you later!" She whispered threatened him. "Director Gu, am I not saying the right thing?" Wang Jie asked the Director to annoy her more. "Wang Jie is right, Qingxi. Most of the ancient shootings are based on the fact that the person who can capture the heart of the man is soft and delicate with beautiful features and extraordinary abilities that are revealed later." Direc

"This is a noble calling to serve others, my father always said. He wanted me to have something to offer the nation as well. Marriage was never something that was spoken of in the house until I was left with others who did not share our views. General, I can see that you are nostalgic for your old lover by my presence here. However, I am not only a wife who is here to follow her lover, I must also be able to hold the fort if my husband is sick. I have also trained in the art of war. I am honored that if you felt such strong affection towards her that you feel it towards me as well. I hope that a fondness can develop between the two of us as we plan the upcoming battle." The General sta

Chen FuMing, an average General with both individual strength and commanding capabilities in the average zone of not bad but still not good, a General one could find in any fort and barrack of any empire. He’s an average General who despite his average in nearly everything but recently his luck just got worse below the average. Starting 3 days ago he nearly died because the guys in the intelligence agency didn’t send the latest information to him before he invaded the Northern realm. Causing him to directly confront Zhu Wushang and his wife the Blood Princess and his guest Zither Fairy Liu Xiling of the Liu Clan.

“Who are you fooling?” Sarah's smile faltered, and a deep flush crept across her cheeks. She cast her gaze downward, struggling to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over. “Dad, didn't you take your medicine?” Lianne's grip on Leandro's arm tightened. “Is your dementia acting up again? Don't you remember Sarah? She's my daughter, your granddaughter.” She stressed the last words, but he refused to even look at Sarah. “I don’t know that woman,” Leandro's words were firmer than before. There was no sign of the warmth that a grandfather should have for his grandchild. “She managed to fool you over the years, Lianne, but she can't fool me.”

Then the young soldier pulled out a small bag of candied fruit and pressed it into her hands. "The general said this batch of medicine is especially bitter. He ordered me to bring you this." She smiled, clearly used to this kind of treatment, and told him to put everything inside the tent. Almost without thinking, I said, "General Foster treats you very well." The young soldier's face lit up immediately. "Very well? That's putting it lightly. He treats her like she's made of glass—like she might break if he so much as mishandled her. "Take this, for example. It's the one that stuck with me the most. We were away from camp for three days. The day we got back, in front of over a hundred men, G