The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 437 - 436: Lose and Become My Eastern Chu Consort

Chapter 437: Chapter 436: Lose and Become My Eastern Chu Consort

"She’s clueless, heading straight to her death. Why are you even voicing your opinion? If she wants to die, let her."

"A person hell-bent on seeking death, even ten horses can’t stop."

"Right, right, you’re absolutely right."

"Her death isn’t all bad. This battle might not even need to be fought. We Bei Xia can win without losing a single soldier, a great thing indeed!"

The sounds of mockery gradually turned into those of just watching.

Some were even quite eager for them to say less and start fighting.

They wanted to see Jun Ning get beaten to death.

But...

If these words were said directly, it wouldn’t be very decent, better not to say it, it’s enough to just think about it.

Ye Ying was a bit worried and advised Jun Ning, "Ah Ning, given your situation, you really shouldn’t be fighting such a fierce opponent as Fei Yuque. Let’s just give up, okay?"

"If you’re worried that refusing a one-on-one fight will affect our troops’ morale, then let me go. I’ll go under your name," Ye Ying said earnestly. "This way, no one will say anything, and our troops’ morale won’t be affected."

"And I..." Ye Ying’s gaze was firm, "You don’t need to worry whether I’ll win or not. Even if I have to risk my life, I absolutely won’t let you lose."

Ye Ying’s words were forceful and grand.

Jun Ning understood Ye Ying’s intentions and knew he was always trustworthy.

But...

To boost morale and to show the generals and ministers a different side of her, she must confront this battle herself and cannot back down.

No one can help her.

"Ye Ying, don’t worry about me," Jun Ning said. "Please trust me, I can do it."

Ye Ying was still somewhat concerned, but seeing Jun Ning’s resolution, he said no more and chose to respect her, "...Alright, Ah Ning, I’ll listen to you."

Jun Ning dismounted and looked at Fei Yuque.

Fei Yuque also dismounted with a smile and walked towards Jun Ning.

Fei Yuque was smiling all along as if he posed no threat, making it easy for people to lower their guard.

But Jun Ning knew, beneath that smiling face lay an extremely ferocious heart. Anyone deceived by such a demeanor was foolish and deserved to die.

She returned the smile, but was intensely cautious inside.

"Princess, what do you think the loser should pay?" asked Fei Yuque.

Jun Ning replied, "What do you want?"

Fei Yuque never considered the possibility of losing, so he said, "How about if the loser offers themselves in marriage?" He paused and added, "I, Fei Yuque, am twenty-seven years old, but I’ve never met a girl I liked. Only when I saw the princess, it was love at first sight, without exaggeration."

"If the princess loses, why not marry Mr. Fei?"

"If you marry me, I can help protect your country and people. However, it cannot prevent Dong Chu from becoming a vassal state of Bei Xia, bowing down to us."

Fei Yuque’s tone was full of confidence and superiority.

It sounded quite uncomfortable.

Jun Ning stretched her muscles and replied with some defiance, "If Marshal Fei loses, please settle in Dong Chu and become a live-in husband of Dong Chu..."

Jun Ning emphasized the words "live-in husband" heavily.

In this era, boys from ordinary families were unwilling to be live-in husbands, as it would put them in a lesser position. Not to mention someone as famous as Marshal Fei, who surely had many women willing to embrace him if he so wished.

Making him a live-in husband was nothing short of an insult.

Marshal Fei was quite angered, "Eighteenth Princess, wanting me to be your live-in husband? It won’t happen in this lifetime, nor the next, nor the next after that. You can only marry me..."

"To battle..."

"Once the fight is over, you won’t dream of making me your live-in husband anymore."

Marshal Fei rolled up his sleeves and faced Jun Ning.

Jun Ning neither rolled up her sleeves nor bluffed. She stood there calmly and said, "You may strike first..."

In her previous life, she was an assassin. In this life, due to her physical condition, those weapons like swords, arrows, and others cumbersome to practice, she never picked up.

But other than being bedridden due to illness or injury, she never once stopped practicing her fundamental skills.

Now, her physical condition might not be great, facing continuous rainy days might cause colds and fevers. These were shortcomings inherited from birth, unavoidable.

But her skills had basically returned to her peak in her previous life; fighting Fei Yuque posed absolutely no problem.

Fei Yuque didn’t hold back and started fighting with Jun Ning in front of both armies.

Experts clashing, each move deadly.

Fei Yuque’s every move basically aimed to take Jun Ning’s life. The force was so great, everyone feared for Jun Ning, and the speed of his moves was chillingly fast, terrifying to watch.

But Jun Ning was not behind; her movements were exceptionally agile, cleverly evading those attacks.

Fei Yuque, not wanting to concede, continued his attack.

His fists aimed at Jun Ning’s head, chest, stomach, lower back...

Yes, pounding, with massive force and power, life-threatening.

After dodging, Jun Ning began her attack.

Unlike Fei Yuque’s brute force attacks, hers targeted Fei Yuque’s weaknesses.

Everyone has weaknesses, and Fei Yuque’s was his left chest.

Yes, his left chest.

Jun Ning noticed Fei Yuque instinctively guarding his left chest while attacking or defending.

Ordinary people wouldn’t do this; there are only two reasons for it.

One, Fei Yuque had suffered a severe injury there that hasn’t healed, so he always guarded it. Two, there’s an innate defect there affecting him in combat, so he protects it carefully.

Apparently, the second possibility doesn’t hold because Jun Ning had never heard of any congenital defect in Fei Yuque.

So it’s the first one.

Fei Yuque’s left chest likely had an old stubborn injury that hadn’t completely healed. An opponent only needed to attack his left chest to promptly defeat him.

Jun Ning focused her attacks on Fei Yuque’s left chest.

During their exchanges, it was inevitable physical contact became more frequent.

But it was merely proper confrontation, nothing else.

However, the onlooking people didn’t see it that way, especially those from Bei Xia, who started discussing.

"What’s with Dong Chu’s Crown Prince? Why does she keep attacking our marshal’s chest? Could it be she’s taken a fancy to him and wants to take advantage of him?"

"It seems so, everyone look closely. At this point, the marshal has her locked in his arms, yet she doesn’t forget to strike at the marshal’s chest..."