"My son speaks thus, clearly not wanting to discuss Fu Yuanjun any further."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Yu fell silent.
The night was as dark as ink, and the silver moonlight lit up the clouds nearby, making the entire night sky even more stunningly beautiful.
In the Northwest region.
Xueba of Marquis Zhenbei, with his troops, was conducting military training, instructing the soldiers on battlefield precautions.
Observing the impressive demeanor of Xueba of Marquis Zhenbei, Tenth Prince Fu Yuanjun admired him greatly when a chestnut-red steed, carrying a lady, arrived gracefully.
"Father!"
The young woman had bright eyes and white teeth, and her large eyes made her appear even more lively and sprightly.
Her figure was slender; she wore a chestnut-red leather outfit, which accentuated her seductive body even more so.
She dismounted and stood in front of Xueba of Marquis Zhenbei, smiling like a blossoming flower.
"Xue Bingyi, what brings you here?"
