Le charme d'une femme puissante se répand à travers le monde

Chapitre 62

"She's just a woman after all; she's not suited for great things." That was the first thing he said.

I suddenly found it funny, and I actually laughed—a very gentle, very sweet laugh. What was wrong with me? How could I be so impulsive, making him a laughingstock? I calmed my thoughts, stretched out my left hand, and held it up to my eyes, carefully examining my five fingers. They were slender, white, and a little fleshy. I nodded to myself with a touch of self-admiration and chuckled, "So what if she's a woman? You know, when I conquer a country under the moonlight, I'll be a great hero. Your 300,000-strong army also took a lot of my effort to manage."

"Are you Yunfeng?" Wangyue Zongning's eyes were fixed on me, probing and probing, with a hint of disbelief.

"Yun Feng? How could Yun Feng, the Prime Minister of the dignified Longyao Kingdom, be a woman?" I laughed even harder.

"Then who exactly are you?" he asked once again, voicing the question that had been lingering in his mind.

I clicked my tongue and shook my head slightly, saying calmly, "It seems Your Highness is really curious about me. You asked me this question just yesterday. But I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to tell you today. How about I tell you when I sit on the dragon throne in Wangyue Palace?"

"You, a woman, want to sit on the dragon throne? Hahaha!" He laughed, his expression returning to its usual arrogant and domineering manner. It was truly rare for him to maintain such an aura at a time like this.

I smiled noncommittally. I said I wanted to sit on the dragon throne, not become an emperor. I just wanted to experience it. I thought that Fox, Xilan, and Qinglin wouldn't refuse my little request.

"By the way, I wonder how skilled Your Highness is in martial arts?" I asked with exceptional gentleness.

He didn't say anything, but looked at me with disdain.

I glanced at the person still lying on the ground, gently helped him sit up, and clapped my hands as if afraid of catching something, then stepped back and smiled at Wangyue Zongning, who was looking at me with a puzzled expression. But I said softly to the person behind me, "Xilan, cripple his martial arts."

"How dare you!" Mochizuki Zongning roared in anger. If I hadn't been acupunctured, he probably would have broken my neck.

“From now on, except where Your Highness is needed to fight on our behalf, Your Highness will be with me most of the time. If Your Highness possesses extraordinary skills, I will be anxious and afraid.” I continued with a faint smile. There must be a reason why Wangyue Zongning is so confident that the three-army alliance cannot destroy his Wangyue Kingdom. In the entire Tianqing Army camp, the few people around me have the highest martial arts skills. Once on the battlefield, the situation will inevitably become chaotic. Moreover, Wangyue Kingdom cannot allow its dignified crown prince to be captured in the enemy camp indefinitely. Rather than having others watch over him, it is better to keep him by my side. Regardless of whether Xilan can take care of me, Yefeng, the three guards of Zhilan Palace, and Yunhui should not have any problem protecting me and Wangyue Zongning, who does not know martial arts.

Clouds Drunk, Moon Slightly Sleeping (Revised Edition) Volume Three: If Life Were Only Like Our First Meeting, Gossip and Rumors Would Endure (Part One)

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Gossip and slander (Part 1)

I turned and winked at Xi Lan. Without hesitation, Xi Lan stepped forward and lightly pressed a few acupoints. Wang Yue Zong Ning's body seemed to deflate, losing some strength, but his eyes were fixed on me with resentment and determination, as if he wanted to devour me. I lowered my eyes, turned around, and walked out of the military camp.

"Did Xilan leave the camp last night?" I walked in front, and Xilan walked behind me. I asked very softly, but I knew he could hear me.

I walked quite a distance further, but the person behind me didn't say a word. I had no choice but to stop and turn around, only to unexpectedly see Xi Lan staring at me with a slightly dazed expression. Xi Lan, Xi Lan, I don't want you to get hurt for me anymore, and I don't want to feel that clenched pain in my heart every time I face you. Even if I can't reciprocate your feelings, even if we eventually separate, at least every day we spend together shouldn't cause anyone pain, at least everyone should be happy and carefree.

"Xi Lan?" I raised my hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"No." He took my hand in his, a smile finally appearing on his face, and answered calmly.

"Xi Lan, I want to participate in the war. I want to be Xi Lan's little advisor. Xi Lan, can you change my voice for me?" Xi Lan seems to be a top expert and can also disguise herself. So, making my voice deeper and more masculine like Yun Fu should not be a problem, right?

"Junior staff officer?" He looked puzzled.

Huh? I forgot that this alternate dimension, like ancient China, doesn't have the concept of a strategist. I withdrew my hand, rubbed my forehead, and chuckled awkwardly, "They're basically just strategists or advisors, but they're really just figureheads who occasionally offer their opinions."

"Okay." He agreed without thinking, and the smile on his face suddenly deepened.

“Then this sound…” I pointed to my throat.

"The voice is fine as it is. You are Princess Xiyue of Tianqing Kingdom, and your father has personally approved your joining the army, so there's nothing to worry about." He seemed to become very happy, took my hand, and walked towards the commander's camp.

The army is about to set off, and some people have already prepared the command camp.

"Xi Lan, where's that map?" I looked at the small table, which was completely empty, and I was suddenly startled.

"I've put it away." He smiled at me, his eyes bright.

I breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Xi Lan had thought of this even earlier than I had. Although I didn't know how the Fourth Prince had gotten involved with Wang Yue Zong Ning, since Wang Yue Zong Ning had a way to get the Fourth Prince to join forces with him, how could he not know that there weren't any people he had bribed in this military camp? Two hundred thousand soldiers—that's a group of people with such complex backgrounds, ambitions, and personalities. And looking at Wang Yue Zong Ning's confident and composed attitude, how could he not be wary of any traitors within his ranks?

"Xi Lan, why are you being so cautious? Perhaps someone might accidentally discover our marching map, which could be quite a boon for us." I walked side by side with Xi Lan toward the army's assembly point. I tilted my head and winked at Xi Lan. Aren't these kinds of scenes all the time on TV?

He looked at me, a smile appearing in his clear black eyes. He reached out and handed me the map from his pocket, smiling slightly. "Then give it to Qianqian. It seems that Qianqian is a bit more absent-minded than me. It's not surprising that she makes small mistakes and is sometimes forgetful and careless."

My jaw nearly dropped. How long had it been since Xi Lan had spoken to me like this, half-jokingly and half-seriously? It seemed like when he first rescued me, he was just as relaxed and casual, showing some curiosity about me, tilting his head to think like I was, his whole being as clear and pure as his eyes. Oh right, last time he even teased me, asking if I was his future fourth sister-in-law.

"Xi Lan." I reached out and took the map, calling out happily, and blinked my slightly sore eyes frantically.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting for us." He smiled at me, and I let him pull me forward.

Oh my god, has Xilan figured things out after last night? Or does he think that because I did *that* with the fox, he's decided to give up on me?

The army marched for a day and camped at the border between Sizhou and Muzhou that night.

I lay on the table, intently tracing the map.

"What is Qianqian doing?" Xilan's voice came from ahead.

Without even looking up, I was busy and replied casually, "Draw earthworms."

"Does anyone believe a shallowly drawn earthworm?" The kid was standing opposite me when he suddenly bent down and got closer to me.

I ignored him and continued tracing. Finally, I finished, looked at the map with satisfaction, turned it around, looked up at him and smiled, "Xi Lan, take a look. Is this earthworm reliable?"

He glanced down at the map, then turned it back to me, looked up at me with clear eyes, and smiled, "Trustworthy."

I was initially quite confident, but Xi Lan's quick glance and approval made me a little worried. It seems like this kid didn't look closely enough. Could this evaluation be just a friendly one?

"Really?" I glanced at the map on the table again and looked up to ask.

"Really." He smiled good-naturedly and answered seriously.

I couldn't help but squint my eyes to examine the person in front of me. What was wrong with her? Xi Lan seemed to have suddenly changed, but she hadn't become a stranger. Instead, she had suddenly returned to the way she was when we first met.

"Xi Lan, are you alright?" I asked timidly. Had Xi Lan been too badly hurt by me last night?