The rear courtyard of the Sun residence.
"Miss, I heard King Ming has arrived. He's in the main hall discussing something with the Lord. I imagine they're talking about your marriage."
A maid spoke to the girl, who was already in a state of anxious confusion.
The girl had bright eyes and pearly teeth, with an exceptionally lively gaze and a well-defined figure. Anyone could tell she exercised regularly.
"Xiaocui, if you keep spouting nonsense, I'll really get angry!" the girl snapped at the maid.
But Xiaocui knew her mistress well. She would never hit her, so she giggled and said, "Miss, you've been muttering about King Ming ever since you returned from Xuzhou. Now that he's here, why aren't you happy?"
"I-I only did that to defeat him and contribute to Jiangdong. What would you know?" the girl said, contradicting her true feelings.
The maid didn't dare fan the flames any further and asked in a low voice, "Then what are you going to do now, Miss? The Lord has already persuaded the Grand Dowager Empress to marry you to King Ming."
The girl snorted and picked up her beloved sword from the table. "This lady has no intention of marrying him. If he wants to marry me, he can ask my sword whether it agrees!"
Though she said that, the girl still recalled the scene when she had met Jiang Siming in Xuzhou.
At the time, she had deliberately splashed water on Jiang Siming, only to be stopped by his guard. If Jiang Siming hadn't let it go, she might already have been thrown into prison.
After returning, she had trained diligently, hoping that one day she could defeat Jiang Siming and his subordinates and help her brother establish his great cause.
But now, her brother wanted to