His knees slammed heavily onto the ground.

The dull pain in her leg caught her off guard. She turned around and saw the same maid from before.

The maid was admiring her masterpiece with pride.

In order not to reveal her true colors, Sun Miao'er had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure the pain.

I'll find another opportunity to settle this score with her later.

"What, do you submit or not?"

Alisa touched her nail polish with a disdainful expression. "Yes, I can't kill you, but I'm capable of punishing you!"

"I'm sure the commander-in-chief wouldn't ruin the centuries-old friendship between the Shang Dynasty and the Western Regions for the sake of an unknown nobody."

She had tried everything to please Fu Yuchi, but to no avail.

Fu Yuchi's mind was filled with thoughts of that lowly, lowly woman! Why? In what way was Alisa inferior to her?

Now she has figured it out: as long as she has what Fu Yuchi wants, she can manipulate him at will.

Sun Miao'er knelt on the ground, her legs numb. She listened to Alisa's words and felt the hatred and dissatisfaction in Alisa's eyes, but found it laughable.

So it seems that her master married her against his will, and she was right.

Alisa's gaze froze, lingering on Sun Miao'er.

The expression on her face with her head down looked so familiar.

"Lift your head up!"

Arissa's tone left no room for argument or negotiation.

Sun Miao'er's heart was pounding, and she was clutching her sleeve tightly. Had she been found out?

"You won't lift your head, huh? Then don't blame my maid for taking action. Just like before, Tulo, pry his head up!"

Sun Miao'er closed her eyes and thought, "Never mind." She slowly raised her head and met Alisa's light brown eyes.

Arisa gazed at her face and slowly stepped down from the main seat.

She dabbed her still-damp nail polish on her fingers onto Sun Miao'er's chin.

Both the maid and the head cook were taken aback.

What is the princess doing?

How could her hands, so noble, touch a mere soldier?

As Alisa gazed into those familiar eyes, a surge of anger rose within her. "So alike, so incredibly alike!"

She shoved Sun Miao'er's chin away and said viciously, "I never imagined that you, a man, would have eyes so similar to hers!"

“This face is covered in black paint, what can you tell from it? Tulo, clean her face.”

Sun Miao'er knew she couldn't escape.

Despite all their calculations, they never expected to fall into Alisa's hands.

In Tulo's hands, the soot covering Sun Miao'er's face faded, revealing a clean face.

"It really was you!"

The sparks of anger in Arisa's eyes instantly turned into a raging inferno. "Get out!"

She dismissed the head cook and ordered her maids to stand guard outside, forbidding anyone from approaching the tent without her permission.

Sun Miao'er knew in her heart that something terrible was about to happen.

"How did you sneak in?" Alisa paced around Sun Miao'er a few times. "What do you want? Do you want to see Fu Lang?"

Sun Miao'er lowered her head and remained silent, knowing that it would be pointless to say anything at this moment.

There is absolutely no way that Arisa will let herself off the hook.

"Not going to say anything?"

Alisa's eyes blazed with jealousy. "Don't even dream about it! Fu Lang will never see you!"

"You must have heard it too, the Emperor has already bestowed a marriage between me and Fu Lang. Are you angry? Are you jealous?"

Her hand returned to Sun Miao'er's face. "You never thought you'd kneel before me like this."

Sun Miao'er sneered, completely unafraid of Alisa standing in front of her, "You're the one who's delusional, aren't you? Your master doesn't care about you at all!"

"you!"

Alisa's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and her sharp nails touched the woman's fair skin, instantly drawing a red mark.

“Trespassing on military grounds is a capital offense.” Alisa stared at Sun Miao’er with a near-madness. “But don’t even think about seeing Fu Lang. A lowly commoner like you has a humble place to go.”

Arisa raised her haughty chin and said arrogantly, "Guards, tie her hands and feet."

Sun Miao'er tried to resist, kicking Tu Luo away, but unexpectedly several maids rushed in from outside.

Her strength alone was far too weak to fight against the dozen or so maids under Alisa's command.

Exhausted, she was bound hand and foot with hemp rope by Tulo, and her mouth was stuffed with rags.

"Have her dragged by a fine horse and run her a few times on the road behind the mountain."

After speaking calmly, Alisa followed her maid out of the tent.

It was already dark, and most of the soldiers in the army had already rested, leaving only those on night watch.

Alisa's camp was surrounded by Hu soldiers, so naturally they dared not question Alisa.

"Princess, General Fu is coming this way!"

She had barely arrived outside the tent when her maid rushed in to report.

A glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Sun Miao'er's heart: Master has arrived! She will be able to see her master again!

What is Fu Lang doing here at this time?

Alisa tensed up instantly. If she took the person back to the camp now, Fu Lang would definitely find out. No way!

"You two take her to the back of the tent first. I'll come back after I've dealt with Fu Lang. Don't let this bitch get away!"

After tidying herself up, Alisa returned to her tent.

Sun Miao'er was dragged and pressed behind the tent by several people, unable to make a sound, and could only be slaughtered by them.

However, she could hear the sounds coming from inside the tents perfectly clearly.

"Fu Lang, are you still thinking of coming to see me so late?"

When Alisa saw Fu Yuchi, she was overjoyed and went up to pour him wine.

Fu Yuchi's face was shrouded in a faint sense of aloofness, as if he wanted to keep her at arm's length. "Princess, you know that I don't drink alcohol."

Thinking of Sun Miao'er right outside the tent, Alisha's resentment flared up, and she said in a coquettish tone, "Fu Lang, our wedding is just around the corner, do you really intend to treat me like this?"

"You should know why I am like this."

Fu Yuchi didn't even glance at Alisa. Despite the beauty before him, his heart remained as firm as a rock. "Princess, I told you long ago that on our wedding day, you would hand her over to me. Don't break your promise."

A person? What kind of person?

Sun Miao'er, who was behind the tent, was immediately startled. Could it be that she was threatening her master with something?

But who in the world could pose a threat to Master?

Afraid that Sun Miao'er would overhear, Alisa said, "Fu Lang, what are you saying? I will take good care of that person for you. Marriage is based on our love, isn't it?"

Fu Yuchi's tone was extremely stiff, and he said decisively, "I have absolutely no feelings for the princess."

"Fu! Yu! Chi!" Alisa's face darkened. "This princess's patience is limited. Do not challenge me again and again."

"My patience has its limits. If I don't see that person on my wedding day, I, Fu, will not hesitate to lead my troops to conquer the Western Regions."

"I believe we have the confidence to take over the Western Regions."