Luo Yan: !!
Luo Yan looked at Yan Zixuan in astonishment. With a grunt, Yan Zixuan strode over.
Luo Yan tried to wave him off, "Stay away, don't come over..."
"Stop yelling, or if others see you, you will have to marry me!" Yan Zixuan threatened menacingly.
Sure enough, Luo Yan immediately closed her mouth and muttered disdainfully in a low voice, "As if I would marry you. Everyone knows you're a brute. You haven't even taken a wife, and you've already taken concubines. Your inner court is a mess—whoever marries you is down on their luck! Even if I had to throw myself into the river, I wouldn't marry you!"
"Psh," Yan Zixuan snatched the ointment from her hand in a rough and overbearing manner, and then applied it to her back. As he did, he said, "Fine, fine, you're all about propriety, yet here you are among men, acting as a female soldier. What's all this pretense of chastity and virtue about?"
Luo Yan: ??
