Chapter 489 She is the princess of Beiyan and has her own pride
She raised her eyes and looked directly at Princess Beiyan. "If I were like you, born with a noble status, holding power that ordinary people can't reach, and having such courage and talent that are no less than men..."
"I will never be obsessed with just love or belonging to a man."
"The world is so vast, with so much to conquer. Why confine yourself to a small inner chamber, or become a vassal of some man?"
Chu Ruohan's voice was not loud, but every word was clear, like a small hammer, knocking on Princess Beiyan's heart.
No one knows the expression behind Princess Beiyan's mask, but her clenched hands reveal her inner unrest.
She never thought about this.
She was born a princess, and everything she wanted seemed to be within her reach.
She took a fancy to Gu Junze and wanted to get him, which seemed natural to her.
But Chu Ruohan's words were like a mirror, reflecting the narrow-mindedness behind some of her stubborn ideas.
"You mean, my vision is too narrow?" Princess Beiyan's voice was a little cold.
Chu Ruohan said calmly, "The princess has the world in her heart, so she is naturally not comparable to an ordinary woman like Ruohan."
"However, Ruohan believes that a remarkable woman like the princess should have a wider world to explore, rather than wasting so much energy on a man."
She paused, then added, "As for what the princess just said, that Junze has already agreed, I'm sorry Ruohan finds it hard to believe."
"If he really meant it, he would have told me himself. Princess, why use such tricks to test me?"
Princess Beiyan was silent.
Chu Ruohan's words were like a soft knife, seemingly harmless, but it cut through the pride she had deliberately maintained.
Yeah, why would she use such a lie?
Do you want to overwhelm the other party with momentum?
This Chu Ruohan is too insightful and too clear-headed.
Princess Beiyan left, and she did not see Gu Junze again. She was the most precious princess of Beiyan, and her pride would not allow her to bow her head again and again for a man...
A few days later, Zheng's reinforcements also began to break camp and return.
Outside the city wall.
Gu Junze was dressed in a dark suit, and behind him were Lieutenant General Wang and other Pingzhou generals.
"Farewell, General King!"
Duan Qingye reined in his horse and stopped in front of him, while the army was already slowly advancing ahead.
The great general Wang of Zheng State took off his military uniform today and put on relatively casual clothes. He looked less fierce than on the battlefield and more complex.
He looked at Gu Junze, whose young face, somewhat similar to his own, was still stern.
Silence stretched between the two of them, with only the sound of the wind howling.
"Is it so difficult to call me daddy?" Duan Qingye spoke first.
Gu Junze didn't move, not even his eyelashes trembled.
He didn't answer...
The air around seemed to be stagnant.
Deputy General Wang and others held their breath and did not dare to make any sound.
After a moment, Duan Qingye's Adam's apple rolled and he sighed softly.
"Forget it, if you don't want to scream, then don't scream."
He shifted his gaze to the long line of people in the distance. The expectation in his tone quietly disappeared, leaving only a faint sense of relief, and perhaps a hint of loss that he himself had not even noticed.
Of course he knew that the death of Princess Anyang was a scar in Gu Junze's heart that would never heal, and a huge gap between them as father and son.
Even if Duan Qingye had many reasons, he could not escape blame and was one of the causes of that scar.
Over the years, he had never regretted it, and had never been awakened by those clear and resolute eyes in the middle of the night.
But the world is unpredictable and fate is unpredictable.
Some mistakes, once made, cannot be rectified.
Some feelings, once missed, can only be buried deep in your heart.
The wind got stronger, making Duan Qingye's clothes rustle.
He looked at Gu Junze again and said, "Remember, as long as I, Duan Qingye, am still alive, and as long as the Duan family of Zheng State still exists, I will always be your backer."
Not as a father demanding a status, but as an elder and an ally.
Gu Junze remained silent.
But this time, his fingers curled slightly.
Duan Qingye took one last deep look at him, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into his heart.
Then, without saying anything more, he pulled the reins hard and turned the horse around.
"drive!"
With a clear shout, he squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the warhorse under him neighed and chased after the Zheng army in front.
The smoke and dust rolled and soon engulfed his figure.
Gu Junze stood there for a long time without moving.
Not until the distant sound of horse hooves completely dissipated in the wind did he slowly raise his eyes and look in the direction where Duan Qingye had left.
The emotions in those deep eyes are complex and difficult to discern!
"General..." Deputy General Wang stepped forward and called softly.
Gu Junze withdrew his gaze, and his expression had returned to his usual calmness.
"Back to the city."
He gave a light instruction and jumped onto the horse, his movements being quick and decisive without any hesitation.
Some names may never be spoken out loud.
Some past events may never be let go.
But some promises are already engraved in our hearts...
Northern Yan, the royal capital, the Golden Palace.
The Princess of Northern Yan, no, at this moment she should be called the defeated general, stood quietly in the palace.
She still wore the golden mask, allowing the accusations from all directions to come flooding in like a tide.
"Imperial sister! You led a hundred thousand soldiers, and even the ghost army given by our father, yet you suffered such a crushing defeat!"
"In the Battle of Pingzhou, most of our Northern Yan's elite troops were killed and we lost all our dignity! How can you still stand before the court?"
It was the Third Prince who spoke, his tone sharp and full of gloating.
"Third brother, you're absolutely right!" The Fourth Prince immediately echoed, "For a woman to lead an army is absurd! Sister, you should just return to your princess residence and find a good family to marry into. You can be a good supporter and raise children. That's the right path!"
"Princess, please hand over your military power!"
"Princess, please apologize for the soldiers who died in the Northern Yan battle..."
Many of the court officials also spoke out indignantly, most of whom were officials affiliated with the princes.
Sitting on the dragon throne, the Emperor of Northern Yan frowned as he looked at the almost one-sided condemnation from below. He glanced at his silent eldest daughter, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his turbid eyes.
Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice a little tired: "Yan Yang, what the ministers said does make some sense."
"Regarding the military power, you should...hand it over. This defeat is not your fault alone, but...sigh."
Princess Yan Yang of Northern Yan raised an icy arc at the corners of her lips beneath her mask when she heard her father's words.
"Heh..." A light laugh escaped her lips.
"Chu Ruohan is right." She whispered to herself. Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the princes closest to her.
"Unfortunately, this lady is not Anyang."
She would not be like Princess Anyang, who was willing to die for the so-called overall situation and pin her hopes on the kindness of others.
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