Han Sui was startled. "How could you correspond with Yuan Xi?"
As he spoke, Han Sui seemed to realize something. He studied his daughter carefully and said, "I remember you once went to Ye Capital. Could it be that you favor Yuan Xi?"
Camille lowered her head and said, "When your daughter met Yuan Xi in Ye Capital, I finally learned what a real man and great husband was. Compared to a brave but witless man like Ma Chao, Grand Marshal Yuan surpasses him tenfold."
Han Sui gave Camille a dubious look. "You girl, how did you become so bold? Marriage is a matter decided by one's parents and arranged through matchmakers. How can you make such a decision on your own?"
Camille felt that she had misspoken and could only lower her head to admit her fault.
This was actually due to the difference in cultural backgrounds. If she had been a Chinese Awakened who understood the marriage customs of ancient China and the modesty and shyness expected of ancient Chinese women, she would not have spoken as Camille did and aroused her father's suspicions.
Many foreigners who came to planes with ancient Chinese settings failed to get by because they did not understand the cultural context of ancient China or its reserved, indirect way of speaking. They often made others suspicious through their words, or even offended Spirit Realm natives unintentionally without realizing it.
Fortunately, "Miss Han Qi" was a woman of Western Liang, not a refined lady of the Central Plains. Being somewhat bolder in matters of marriage was not particularly out of place.
Han Sui opened Bai Xiaowen's letter, read through it, and said:
"Fortunately, there is nothing about military secrets here. It is merely casual conversation about everyday matters."
Camille said, "Your daughter knows what