I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 237 The Female Soldier is Shaken

"Yangyang, do you miss me?"

"miss you!"

She couldn't help but cling to him.

Chu Mingzheng looked around, took off his cloak and covered the woman with it, then slowly laid her on the ground. Lu Mingyang opened her eyes and saw herself lying between two huge rocks, with a scorching heat gradually growing in front of her.

"Chu Mingzheng, don't, don't do this..." Feeling the hand reaching into his body, Lu Mingyang panicked.

She didn't want him to think that she didn't like him, but when he really wanted to get close to her, she was a little scared. She didn't want to make him sad, but she really hadn't figured out how she should face him.

In this age of having three wives and four concubines, in that age when love should not be shared with others.

She was really messy.

Chu Mingzheng opened his eyes, the heat in them condensing into mist. Lu Mingyang subconsciously raised her hand, but Chu Mingzheng moved to block it, but gently helped her tie her belt. "I'm leaving now, be careful."

The wind on the mountaintop was still bitingly cold, even at noon. Lu Mingyang looked at the lonely figure, picked up his cloak, and chased after him, blocking his way.

"Your Highness, can I go back with you?"

Chu Mingzheng's eyes trembled slightly: "You want to go back with me?"

"miss you!"

She answered without hesitation, yet she had just rejected him. Chu Mingzheng tried to see a hint of love in her eyes, but all he saw was fear.

Yangyang, what are you afraid of?

Are you afraid that everything I promised you will turn into nothing, but you can't love me with all your heart?

Looking at the hand holding his, he knew that he had lost this round.

Chu Mingzheng raised his head, letting the cold wind dry the tears in his eyes. He held the woman in front of him and smiled gently, "Let's go home."

How could he bear not to agree to her request?

With the flag removed, the competition concluded, and Guangcheng King Chu Minghui awarded the Yueqi Battalion and the Chengyang Army joint champions. With the exception of the Yueqi Battalion, each battalion left, fuming as they watched the female soldiers they despised cheer for victory.

In the Huben Camp, a soldier walking beside Lu Mingze said unconvincedly, "If the Captain hadn't disobeyed you, we would have won long ago. We wouldn't have had to endure the ridicule of those female soldiers and let the Yueqi Camp take the cake."

"There's no such thing as men or women on the battlefield, only winners and losers. Saying that is a cardinal sin in military strategy." Lu Mingze looked at Pei Mian, his eyes full of admiration. "As expected of a general with many years of experience, you're truly different."

At this moment, Pei Mian looked at Lu Mingyuan with shock in his eyes. He had never expected that she would figure out the method to break the formation that he had been struggling to find for many days in just half an hour.

"My eldest sister is amazing!"

At the foot of the mountain, Lu Mingyang looked at the gloomy man beside him and tried to ease the atmosphere.

"Awesome!" Chu Mingzheng's eyes darkened slightly.

If the daughters in the family were all so capable, I wonder how amazing the eldest son, who was highly expected, would be if he were still alive. No wonder the emperor would not tolerate the Chengyang Marquisate.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Mingyang asked.

Chu Mingzheng smiled and said, "I was wondering, if you had grown up in the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, would you still treat me like this?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Mingyang looked at that smile and couldn't help feeling sad.

"Let's go!" Chu Mingzheng did not answer. He watched King Guangcheng's carriage go away, then carried Lu Mingyang onto the horse.

Lu Mingyang said, "Your Highness, I have to go back to the barracks and tell my elder sister."

"I'll do as you say!" Chu Mingzheng mounted his horse and galloped away.

Halfway through their journey, they spotted the Chengyang Army stalled ahead. War horses were scarce, and the imperial court had only allocated half the Chengyang Army's warhorses. And now, no female soldiers were riding on the horses.

In the middle of the road, dozens of female soldiers were lying on stretchers, some with broken arms, some with broken legs, and some were covered in blood.

Countless female soldiers knelt on the ground, sobbing.

"Marquis, you are always kind. Please let us go. We don't want to be soldiers anymore."

The sounds were chaotic, and then there was kowtow, like waves, one after another.

Lu Mingyang wanted to step forward, but Yang Nianshu angrily mounted his horse and shouted, "What do you think being a soldier is? Just shooting arrows, playing with a gun, and running a few laps, is that what you call being a soldier?"

"War means death, and military service means casualties. Open your eyes and look around. Which battalion hasn't suffered more casualties than us? Has a single male soldier deserted?"

"Do you still want to ask why those male soldiers look down on women? This is why they look down on women."

"Serving in the military is a man's job." One person disagreed and retorted aggrievedly: "We women can do it, but men can't do it."

Yang Nianshu asked back, "What can you do? Cook, wash clothes, mend clothes, wash dishes? These are things men can't do. They don't want to do them, so they let you do them."

"But if you don't want to do it, how can you let them do it?"

"No matter how well you do, if they're unhappy, they'll still beat you. Because you can't beat them, you don't dare run away. Because the world is so big, there's no place for you."

"Now you have a place to stand, silver to earn, and you can stand between heaven and earth without relying on anyone. With such a great opportunity, if you still want to return to your former den of wolves and tigers, go ahead."

"When you leave, don't complain. Why do you serve your man so tirelessly, but he still beats and scolds you? Because tigers and leopards may let jackals pass, but they will never give way to lambs."

"If you don't want to leave, pick up your spears and bows and arrows."

Everyone listened to Yang Nianshu's words, picked up their spears, and stood up one after another. They were simply frightened by the sudden sight of the brutality of the "battlefield." But once they calmed down, who would want to go back to their old lives?

Originally, they came here because they couldn't make a living at home.

"Suddenly seeing horses trampling people, broken limbs and blood, there's nothing shameful about being afraid to death. Cry if you want, but remember, no matter how much you cry, don't put down your weapons."

Yang Nian'er burst into tears when she saw this scene. She suppressed her tears and continued, "What the men can do, we women can do too! Did we win today?"

“Mighty, mighty…”

The female soldiers raised their rifles and shouted in unison.

Lu Mingyang couldn't help crying as she watched this scene. She looked at the man beside her with a proud expression, "Isn't my sister amazing?"

Chu Mingzheng laughed: "Are there any people who are not powerful among those who hang out with you?"

Lu Mingyang glared at him dissatisfiedly and asked, "What do you think my sister is suitable for?"

Chu Mingzheng thought for a moment and said, "She is still more suitable for business."

"I'm asking you about the military."

She always felt that her elder sister was a little tired on her own. Nian'er was in high spirits right now, and if she could help her elder sister, it would be great. Chu Mingzheng knew what she was thinking and pointed to his cheek.

"Kiss me!"