The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 438 - 437: I’ll Marry Into Your Family If I Lose

Chapter 438: Chapter 437: I’ll Marry Into Your Family If I Lose

"I wonder how much she likes our Marshal’s chest to keep aiming at it over and over again, never getting tired of it."

"I wonder if the Marshal is happy about it?"

"Seeing the Crown Prince with fair skin and a beautiful face, with quite intimidating eyes, she’s not just an ordinary delicate and frail woman; I suppose the Marshal quite likes her."

"He’s even talked about marrying her, how could he not like her? We’ve been with the Marshal for many years, but we’ve never seen the Marshal take interest in any woman!"

The remarks from Fei Yuque’s subordinates were tinged with a bit of cheerful teasing.

They were all Fei Yuque’s trusted aides, his confidants. Over the years, seeing Fei Yuque reach the age of marriage, they all hoped their master could find someone he liked and get married as soon as possible.

However, their master had always been cold and indifferent toward women, making everyone think he had other preferences.

Not fond of women.

But now it seems that’s not the case.

He doesn’t dislike women; he just hadn’t met one who stirs his heart.

Now he’s met one, and his reaction is vastly different from his previous attitude of keeping his distance from women.

Lan Xihe was listening to these people’s words, watching them gawk, her heart gathering a cloud of anger, growing bigger and bigger, seemingly on the verge of igniting.

"Hmph, what are you all thinking? The Marshal is in a battle with the Crown Prince of Eastern Chu, it’s a battle of honor, also affecting the morale of soldiers on both sides, and you dare to mock?"

"At such a time, can’t you act more seriously?"

Lan Xihe reprimanded those who were only watching the fun. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But they all ignored her, not paying any attention to Lan Xihe at all.

Bei Xia may consider her a noble, but they certainly didn’t.

A woman who, to be able to freely participate in battles, even went as far as to propose herself to the commander for a night, better not be mentioned.

The crowd continued to watch the confrontation between Jun Ning and Fei Yuque, but the more they watched, the more wrong it seemed.

"What’s wrong with the Marshal? Why is he clutching his chest, has he been injured in the chest?"

"It doesn’t look like an injury, more like an old wound has resurfaced."

"Earlier, the Crown Prince kept attacking the Marshal’s chest, we thought she was taking advantage of our Marshal, but now it seems she had noticed the Marshal’s weak point, so she focused on attacking one spot."

The fact that Fei Yuque’s left chest was injured was known to his trusted aides. Initially, when Jun Ning targeted his left chest, everyone didn’t react immediately, but now they finally understood.

"The Marshal’s situation isn’t good!"

"What to do? What to do?"

Fei Yuque’s trusted aides and confidants were anxiously running around, all wishing they could step in and fight for Fei Yuque, but clearly, that wasn’t realistic.

Their anxiety was of no use.

The one fighting could only be Fei Yuque himself.

Fei Yuque’s old chest wound was aggravated by Jun Ning’s relentless attacks, leaving his face looking a bit pale, a metallic taste rising in his throat.

"You little girl, seeing you so young, yet your strikes are so steady, accurate, and ruthless, I really underestimated you."

Que Yuque clutched his chest, breathing heavily, and spoke.

Jun Ning, however, said nothing, continuing to attack Fei Yuque until he was knocked to the ground, looking very unwell, and seemingly too wounded to continue fighting.

Only then did she stop, saying, "Marshal Fei, when fighting others, I sincerely advise you, don’t waste too much breath on words, and don’t look for chances to catch your breath."

She certainly wouldn’t buy into Fei Yuque’s act.

Fei Yuque let out a bitter laugh, "Crown Prince, your words are sharp, I like them..."

"Like what? Want to continue the fight?" Jun Ning beckoned to Fei Yuque, indicating for him to get up.

Fei Yuque wanted to get up and continue the fight. He didn’t want to admit defeat, nor would he easily admit defeat. In his life, the word ’defeat’ never existed.

However, Fei Yuque’s confidants, seeing his bad condition, couldn’t bear it anymore and subtly said, "Today, our Marshal’s old ailment has resurfaced, and he’s feeling unwell. We hope the Crown Prince of Eastern Chu can understand and we can have another match another day."

This mention of an old ailment resurging was quite subtle!

People who didn’t know might really think Fei Yuque’s old ailment had resurfaced, unsuitable for further combat, hence his disadvantaged position in the fight with Jun Ning, appearing about to lose. Even if Jun Ning had the upper hand, about to defeat Fei Yuque, people would think she didn’t win by capability but out of sheer luck, coincidentally encountering Fei Yuque in a bad state, so even winning was not a victory gained by skill.

Jun Ning’s fists had grown numb from hitting, only to have it all erased by a simple sentence.

Let’s not talk about whether Jun Ning was happy with it; think about whether the leading soldiers of Eastern Chu were happy with it.

"They lost but don’t dare to admit it, really damn cowardly!"

"If you Bei Xia had honestly admitted defeat today, we’d commend you for your male masculinity, but you don’t even dare to admit it."

"Cowards, disgusting, despicable..."

"Bei Xia doesn’t have a single real man..."

Insults, from all directions, poured towards the Bei Xia camp.

In this wave of insults, Bei Xia’s morale seemed to plunge.

Fei Yuque, forcibly pulled back, listening to these words, had only one feeling, "Damn it, it’s truly embarrassing, losing is losing, what’s wrong with admitting it."

Fei Yuque still had some courage, he used all his strength to shout at Jun Ning, "I lost, I admit it, and when I return, I’ll become the son-in-law for you and the eighteenth princess, marrying into your house..."