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Lu Dongzan was somewhat surprised by her martial skills.
Under the moonlight, her face, filled with stubbornness and resilience, inexplicably stirred a strange impulse within him.
He shifted his stance, dodging the kick that Li Zhenyao aimed at him, but his large hand firmly grasped her ankle. "You still haven't answered me. What’s so bad about our Tubo? Those vast grasslands, the expansive sky, that sense of freedom—none of it can be compared to the scenery of your Central Plains. Besides, marrying into our Zanpu is a dream for many girls on the grasslands. You Central Plains women may be delicate and precious, but how dare you look down on us?"
Li Zhenyao's mind was suddenly in chaos.
This guy... he actually dared to touch her foot? And in such an awkward position, with her legs spread in front of him?
What was worse was the warmth radiating from her ankle, clearly coming through Lu Dongzan's palm, making her feel both embarrassed and angry. Her other foot nearly gave way beneath her.
"You jerk! Let go of me! A foreign land is just that—a foreign land! You know nothing! We were born and raised here in the Central Plains; why should we not love our homeland and instead like your Tubo? No matter how great your Tubo is, do you have our family there? No matter how impressive your Zanpu is, to us, you are still a stranger!
Why should we travel thousands of miles just to seek you out? Which conscientious and filial daughter would willingly leave her parents for a place that knows nothing of cherishing women?"
As she reached this point, she suddenly stopped speaking. It seemed she wasn't entirely unwilling to go to Tubo. In fact, after hearing General Fu Yuan's wife talk about the beauty of Tubo's grasslands and the warmth of its people, she had secretly felt delighted!
Thinking about it this way, wasn’t she being rather ungrateful and unfilial?
With that thought in mind, she quickly shook her head.
If her mother were still alive, she certainly wouldn't have such thoughts.
In fact, if her mother were here, it wouldn’t be her, the plain-looking daughter of the Jiangxia Prince's Residence, who would be sent to marry tonight.
Thinking of her mother and recalling the grievances she had suffered this evening, Li Zhenyao felt a pang in her nose, and her eyes reddened slightly. Afraid that Lu Dongzan might notice, she quickly wiped away her tears and glared at him fiercely. "What are you staring at? Let go of me! Do you want me to shout for help and attract the guards? Who knows, in a few months I might be your Tubo queen. With what you just did, I could take your head anytime, do you understand?"
As she spoke, she waved her fist in a show of bravado, but saw Lu Dongzan's deep black eyes fixed on her face. The large hand that had been gripping her ankle slowly loosened.
Li Zhenyao finally let out a sigh of relief. Turning back to look for the Zeng, she found that the girl had slipped away at some point, making her feel even more frustrated as she muttered a few curses under her breath.
She turned to find a suitable stepping stone down the rockery when suddenly that infuriating whip wrapped around her waist again.
"Whether we Tubo people are stubborn is hard to say, but I can definitely say that you, Zhongyuan Princess, are quite the wildcat!" Lu Dongzan said with a light flick of the whip before retracting it. "I really like your personality!"
"Who are you calling a wildcat? What do you mean by liking someone's personality... uh? What... what did you just say?"
"If a woman like you were to become our queen, I could reluctantly accept it. I believe our king would like you too!" Lu Dongzan said earnestly. "Men from our grasslands prefer straightforward and spirited women like you!"
"You... you..." Li Zhenyao felt heat rising all over her body. After stammering for a moment, she managed to weakly squeeze out a response. "So what if you're from Tubo? Does being from Tubo give you the right to speak so casually? Just wait and see; I won't let this go!"
With that, she turned on her heel and ran away without looking back.
She had made up her mind; she did not want to marry into Tubo! The wildness of foreign lands was no joke; she didn't want to experience again that feeling of her heart racing as if it would leap from her throat, blood rushing to her face, feeling hot all over as if she had caught a cold and was left weak and limp!
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