Yalun froze. She had never expected to end up trapping herself in the argument. No matter how bold she was, she did not dare claim Temujin had been wrong, and hurriedly said, "Of course not. The Great Khan was a hero of his age, the great hero in the hearts of everyone on the grasslands."
Song Qingshu immediately replied, "Exactly. Even the wise and mighty Great Khan once fled. During the Mongol Empire's Western Expedition, their troops often feigned defeat to lure those hulking European fools into pursuit, then turned around and encircled them. Among the Mongols, fleeing had never been considered shameful. The Princess Consort and the general must have misunderstood."
Alan Dar's face reddened. "That was warfare. How can it be the same?"
"What is different about it?" Song Qingshu asked in return.
Alan Dar was momentarily speechless, but Princess Consort Yalun reacted swiftly. "Whether it was the Great Khan or the soldiers of the Western Expedition, they ultimately turned defeat into victory and had the last laugh. Only then were they qualified to be called heroes. Can you defeat Fu Cailin of Goryeo as well?"
"How does the Princess Consort know I cannot defeat him before the end?" Song Qingshu looked straight into her eyes. He had to admit that these Mongol princes had quite good taste in wives. At the very least, every Princess Consort he had encountered was an exceptionally beautiful woman.
Thinking about it, that made sense. The Mongol Empire now spanned Asia and Europe, controlling untold wealth and beauties. The princes of the Ogedai Lineage and the Tolui Lineage were the most exalted princes in the empire, so how could their wives possibly be lacking?
Princess Consort Yalun felt uneasy beneath his gaze. Recalling Water Moon Great Sect Master's former reputation, she instinctively