"Now what I'm worried about is that the Emperor won't actually dismiss me. Think about it, I risked my life to save him; surely he would be somewhat grateful, right? He definitely wouldn't go through with dethroning me. I reckon my dream of becoming the Great General might just be daydreaming." Xie Qianyun was still somewhat melancholic.
Forget it, in this lifetime, how much truly goes according to one's wishes?
This time being able to accompany her mother in the campaign against the Tartar army, she was already very content.
"But if..." Wu Huahao suddenly stammered.
The whole person became somewhat tense.
His face blushed as if it turned red.
"If the Emperor truly wants to reject you, wants to dethrone you, I could marry you." Wu Huahao summoned the courage and finally spoke out.
Xie Qianyun turned her eyes to look at Wu Huahao.
Wu Huahao felt awkward from Xie Qianyun's gaze.
