It’s like a thorny, delicate rose becoming obedient.

Looking at her attire, Jin Wuji didn’t care about the sting in her words, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I’ve heard that the girls of your Great Khan are soft-waisted and skilled at singing and dancing. I wonder if Miss Xie is willing to remove the cloak and let me feast my eyes on your beauty."

Xie Wanqing forced a smile, "I don’t know the work of a dancing girl."

"If you don’t know, you can learn," Jin Wuji smiled lightly and said, "You are as clever as ice and snow. These days, study hard, and one day on the battlefield, unfolding your graceful figure in front of the leaders of the two nations—wouldn’t that be lovely?"

"Thank you for the advice," Xie Wanqing’s face darkened, and she spoke indifferently: "The Crown Prince’s methods are indeed open and aboveboard, utilizing a woman’s role to the fullest."

Such mockery, Jin Wuji didn’t care in the slightest; he laughed out loud, "Then thank you for the compliment, don’t worry, your role is significant during the war between two armies."

He didn’t confront Lu Ziyuan many times, but he understood the other party quite deeply.

His use of troops is like a deity’s, his heart is as hard as iron, his tactics strong; achieving extraordinary exploits at such a young age.

Such a man, if not prematurely dying, is bound to leave a weighty mark in the history books.

Even if it’s a matter of the heart, so what? Jin Wuji knew well that relying on such a man to change the war situation for a woman was unlikely.

However, he never thought he could make Lu Ziyuan surrender with just a woman.

But the girl he was engaged to from a young age, his true beloved, dancing gracefully among tens of thousands of troops and even suffering greater humiliation—he didn’t believe Lu Ziyuan could remain calm and command properly without any mistakes.

He just needed a flaw!

True victory or defeat only requires a flaw!

As for whether the means are honorable, concerning the fate of the country, do these matter?

Since Xie Wanqing was captured by the Jin Country people, she didn’t hold out hope for her future, but upon hearing these words, her heart truly panicked.

Military camp, battlefield, woman.

The hundred-year reputation of the Xie Family absolutely cannot have a daughter fall into the enemy country’s military camp.

Liu Manrou’s ending is still vivid.

She shouldn’t have hesitated at the time; the news of her falling into the hands of the Jin Country thieves was probably already spreading in the Capital City; she should have died to preserve the Xie family’s honor.

If she falls into the Jin Country’s military tent again...

Xie Wanqing’s face turned pale as paper, she fiercely closed her eyes.

Perhaps her look of despair stirred a deep pleasure in Jin Wuji’s heart, he smiled again and deliberately reassured, "Don’t be afraid, when the war ends, you will have a place in my harem."

Even if just to disgust Lu Ziyuan, he must humiliate her bit by bit.

Xie Wanqing had already considered the worst; upon hearing this, her expression didn’t change much; she just clenched her palms tightly and said, "You are not Lu Ziyuan’s match."

"Oh?" Jin Wuji seemed very curious, "He’s so powerful, how come I heard you hurriedly married a man much older than you to escape him?"

Xie Wanqing smiled slightly, "You don’t need to understand why I didn’t marry him; you just need to know he will surely kill you."

She never overestimated Lu Ziyuan’s abilities and understood her significance in his heart.

If she really dies at Jin Dynasty Crown Prince’s hands, as long as Lu Ziyuan lives, his life goal will undoubtedly be to wash Jin Country with blood.

This Jin Dynasty Crown Prince has deep thoughts, not easily angered; hearing this, his eyes didn’t change, but he looked at her more interestedly, just as he was about to speak, suddenly there was a violent sway underfoot.

The two-story tower ship, such a giant, was inexplicably swayed by some attack.

Just now, when Xie Wanqing sneered, Jin Wuji, still smiling as if teasing a canary, suddenly had a gloomy face; he stood up abruptly, and outside came faint sounds of fighting.

Xie Wanqing’s eyes shone bright, her mind immediately conjured a name.

Is it Lu Ziyuan?

Is Ming Feng still alive?

If alive, she has been kidnapped for half a month now; should Lu Ziyuan not trace her movements?

Jin Wuji left two guards to watch over and walked out.

Xie Wanqing’s heart pounded like a drum, never did she expect Lu Ziyuan’s arrival so eagerly.

Is it really him!

Or just ordinary thieves?

Bandits are rampant within the Great Khan’s territory, many water thieves specializing in robbing merchant ships...

No, she cannot sit and wait for death; if it’s not Lu Ziyuan, she must think of a way herself.

Even if to die, she cannot let herself be taken to the Jin Country’s military camp.