"Is this foreigner blind?"
The people at the market felt as if they had been struck by lightning. They all turned to stare at the foreigner as though they had seen a ghost.
The foreigner was quite handsome, but unfortunately, his eyes did not work very well. He had failed to see that this was a handsome young man, not a woman.
How many men would willingly be mistaken for a girl? Surely he would fly into a rage.
"Miss?"
Xie Huizhou could barely keep his composure. This was the first time in his life anyone had called him a girl, and he shot the foreigner an angry glare.
"Who are you calling a girl? Open your eyes and take a good look. Am I a man or a woman?"
Handsome as Xie Huizhou was, anyone who looked closely could tell he was a man. No one would mistake his sex.
He also looked the other man over to see just who had not only mistaken him for a woman, but had the gall to say he wanted to marry him.
Even if he were a woman, he could not be with such a frivolous man.
The man who had approached him was a foreigner whose features were unlike those of the Central Plains. His handsome appearance resembled that of the northern nomads, with healthy, wheat-colored skin and a sturdy build that gave him a distinctive charm.
His name was Wuzi, and he was a prince of the Northern Border Kingdom, which was currently at war with Great Xia. He had come to the Capital City for peace talks after the two sides had been locked in a prolonged stalemate.
Citing his lack of heart for receiving visitors after the Eighth Prince had died of illness, the emperor had declined