Lu Xiaoyun asked, puzzled, "Who do you want to marry? Why won't your parents agree?"
In ancient times, when men were expected to marry at eighteen and women at fifteen, Qi Shaocheng was now twenty-six and still unmarried. Lu Xiaoyun felt that as long as the Marquis of Yongbo and his wife were women who could bear children, there was no reason for them to disagree.
As Qi Shaocheng spoke, he started sobbing, tears and snot streaming down his face, making Jiang Chuan feel a little sorry for him.
Qi Shaocheng plopped down, poured himself another full glass of wine, and downed it in one gulp.
“I’ve been with the Northern Army for the past few years, fighting alongside the Prince in his campaigns. I just want to prove to her that I’m not a good-for-nothing who’s just coasting on our ancestors’ achievements. I’m not a good-for-nothing.”
Lu Xiaoyun's lips twitched. She understood. The person Qi Shaocheng wanted to marry was "Lu Xiaoyun," or more precisely, Zhu Yu!
The original owner of this body said this to him more than once, so Qi Shaocheng joined the army in a fit of anger.
This Zhu Yu is truly remarkable; with his male soul and female body, he managed to make Qi Shaocheng insist on marrying him.
“I knew she was a good person before. People said she was a lovesick and malicious person, but I knew that wasn’t true. She was kind-hearted and said those things to me to push me to improve. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have achieved what I have today.”
"When I came back this time, I found that I liked her even more. What should I do? So, my parents want me to marry someone else. How is that possible?"
"Impossible, impossible."
"I will never marry another woman in my life."
Qi Shaocheng spoke in a disjointed manner.
Lu Xiaoyun coughed lightly. She really wanted to tell Qi Shaocheng that the original Lu Xiaoyun did indeed look down on him, and that he was just using self-deception when he said those words.
Qi Shaocheng is somewhat love-struck.
Jiang Chuan was completely confused. Seeing that Qi Shaocheng was about to pull him towards his prince again, he quickly stepped forward and pulled him away: "General Qi, who exactly are you going to marry?"
Qi Shaocheng felt a series of figures in front of him. He picked up the wine pot and swayed as he pushed Jiang Chuan backward.
Jiang Chuan staggered as he was pushed, retreating backward: "General Qi, you're drunk. I'll have someone take you back to the Yongbo Marquis's residence."
Qi Shaocheng slurred, "No, I won't go back. I'm going to marry her, bring her home. I'll cherish her every day. My parents won't agree if I don't go back."
Jiang Chuan looked at Lu Xiaoyun: "Your Highness, who does General Qi want to marry?"
Lu Xiaoyun shook her head; how could she tell him?
"General Qi, who do you intend to marry? Why do the Marquis of Yongbo and his wife disagree?"
Jiang Chuandu wanted to say that if it were a woman, neither the Marquis of Yongbo nor his wife would object in order to have a grandson.
"Whom do I marry? Yes, who do I want to marry?" Qi Shaocheng turned his head and saw "Prince An" sitting upright at the table. He chuckled and swaggered over to Lu Xiaoyun.
Hiccuping, he sprayed Lu Xiaoyun's face with the smell of alcohol: "Your Highness, you, you don't want her anymore, can you give her, give her to me, give her to me?"
Jiang Chuan's eyes widened: "General Qi, you, the person you are going to marry is the King, the Queen?"
Jiang Chuan couldn't help but swallow hard, looking at the "Prince" beside him with extreme fear.
He almost wanted to give Qi Shaocheng a thumbs up; you really aren't afraid of death.
“I am no longer the Princess Consort.” He turned and put his hand on Lu Xiaoyun’s shoulder: “Hehe, Your Highness, you must know that I still have feelings for Miss Lu, so you had the Emperor issue the decree for a divorce, right?”
"Hehe, Your Highness, you are so kind, so kind. You know I like her, so I gave her away, right?"
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
"This humble general thanks Your Highness for granting my request." As he spoke, he bowed deeply to the ground, his mouth almost touching the ground.
Qi Shaocheng's attendant turned green with fright and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Your Highness, my young master Hu was just talking nonsense. Please, please don't take it to heart."
Qi Shaocheng shoved his attendant's hand away: "Who said that I, the general, am talking nonsense? I, I am going to marry Lu Xiaoyun, I am going to marry her."
"Young master..." The attendant was almost in tears. Young master, before you say that, you should ask yourself if your neck is strong enough.
Look, Prince An's face is so gloomy it's as if ink is dripping from it.
"If my parents don't agree, I'll remain a bachelor for life. I'll make the Yongbo Marquis's family line die out, hehe, yes, die out..."
After saying that, he tilted his head to the side and passed out drunk.
The attendant was so frightened that he had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy: "Your Highness, my young master didn't mean it. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart."
Lu Xiaoyun rubbed her temples: "Get him away."
The attendants, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, hurriedly helped the tall and strong Qi Shaocheng escape.
Qi Shaocheng was still mumbling, "I'll marry her, I'll marry her."
Jiang Chuan was stunned for a long time. Seeing that his prince looked gloomy, he was too scared to say a word.
...
As night deepened, Zhu Yu lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.
While I was still half asleep, I suddenly heard two cuckoo calls.
He immediately became alert; he had been longing for that sound every day for the past two days.
She rolled off the bed in one swift motion, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and immediately went to the windowsill to open the window. There she saw Lu Xiaoyun, dressed in black, standing outside the window.
Zhu Yu immediately flashed a bright white smile and stepped aside: "You've come?"
Lu Xiaoyun nodded.
Zhu Yu felt a flush on his face: "Come in quickly, it's quite cold outside."
Lu Xiaoyun smiled faintly and jumped in, using the windowsill as a support.
"How come your skills have improved so much in just two days?"
Lu Xiaoyun patted the dust off her hands: "These past two days, you've been practicing martial arts with Jiang Chuan and Feng Yan. Your body has muscle memory, so you learn martial arts very quickly. And Ayan, his horse stance is pretty good now, and Jiang Chuan is already teaching him some simple moves."
As Lu Xiaoyun spoke, she walked inside, but she didn't see Zhu Yu's eyes shining like stars in the darkness.
"Once your injuries have healed, you should also learn martial arts. I've found that having martial arts skills is a really good thing. You're a woman now, and without martial arts, you can't protect yourself and would easily get hurt."
Lu Xiaoyun lit a small lamp on the table. As she turned around, she saw Zhu Yu's increasingly mature chest pressed against her. She hurriedly backed away, asking, "What are you doing?"
Zhu Yu, with his hands behind his back and a smile playing on his lips, took a few steps closer to Lu Xiaoyun: "So concerned about me? Did you miss me, so you climbed over the wall to see me?"
Lu Xiaoyun poked Zhu Yu's chest with one finger, telling him to stay away from her. If she wasn't afraid of being beaten by her older brother, she wouldn't have come to find Zhu Yu in the middle of the night.
"You're overthinking it. That's my body. How could I bear to let my body get hurt again?"
Zhu Yu smiled, "Ha, woman, so stubborn."
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