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nChapter 270 Daughter of the Republic VS Chinese Opera Singer (11.2)

nWith a small white handbag in her hand and a pair of knee-high white boots on her feet, the whole person was youthful and pretty.

nThe more one looked at her, the brighter and more stunning she was.

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nEspecially those peach blossom eyes that looked like they were holding misty water. Very big, light brown, and when she looked at you, appeared both innocent and pure.

nXunMi: Pure your sister, ah! (╯ ‵ □ ′) ╯︵┻─┻

nRight now she just wanted to find a place to learn about this world’s information.

n“Marshal, we have just entered the province, isn’t being this way not too good?” The deputy general met his family’s Marshal’s oppressive gaze as he spit out his words in one breath, then he saw the Marshal’s face thoroughly darken.

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nHe howled in grief in his heart, My life is over!

nHowever, the bellow he was awaiting from the Marshal didn’t come. He blinked in doubt. Don’t tell me the Marshal has changed his character?

nAs a result, he secretly looked at him. Heavens, he must be going blind, ah! The man who was wagging his tail at the young lady must not be his Marshal.

nHey! Wait, where did this tail come from? Evil thing, quick, begone! Begone!

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nThe deputy general with his distressed face looked on helplessly as the Marshal incessantly fawned over the young lady.

n“Wife, what’s your name? I am Ziju BaiLin, your husband.” Ziju BaiLin shamelessly stuck to her. The more he looked at his wife, the more adorable he found her. So, so pretty.

nXunMi’s forehead jumped up to look like the 井 character. She tried to endure, to endure, but nevertheless she couldn’t restrain herself, and directly kicked out.

nZiju BaiLin quickly dodged to the side, and with a wronged look said, “Wife, how could you bully your husband? Be good, come, tell Husband what your name is. Which family’s daughter? I’ll drop in tomorrow to propose marriage.”

nI’ll bring a group of men. En, if unwilling, I’ll just snatch her back again. Exactly so.

nOn the one hand, the deputy general felt it would not be easy for his commanding officer to return to normal. Could this bandit behavior be changed?

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nIf he knew of his Marshal’s true thoughts, he would surely bring to an end his own stupidity, as he would then be convinced the Marshal actually understood etiquette.

nXunMi sighed. “Ziju BaiLin, is it? You want to marry me?” XunMi reached out a hand and beckoned to a soldier at the side.

nThe soldier’s face was dumbfounded, but his heart was very bitter. Could he pretend he didn’t see anything? He looked to the Marshal for an answer.

nSeeing that his Marshal, although very unhappy, still acquiesced in the action of the lady he had kidnapped, the soldier stepped forward with a face looking as if he were a warrior meeting his death.

nXunMi overall was not well. “Extend your hands.” The soldier obediently reached his hands out. XunMi set her bag in his hands, opened it, and took out a pair of white gloves which she then put on. She interlaced her fingers and cracked her knuckles.

n“Come, let’s see if you have the qualifications to dare say you’ll marry me.” Without waiting for the other person to answer, XunMi put weight on her left foot, swept her right foot past in a kick, her hand’s motion not slow. Her five fingers in the shape of a claw, she went straight for Ziju BaiLin’s throat.

nIn response to this aggressive move, every cell in Ziju BaiLin’s body was screaming out to him to dominate her. He quickly reached out to receive her maneuver, and the two people had hardly separated when she immediately made another move.

nDozens of moves later, and neither side showed signs of defeat.

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nFrom the beginning, the soldiers present watched with full concentration this woman who had unexpectedly won their commander’s favor. For her to dare provoke their commander, she must be tired of living. They were in awe.

nIn troubled times, the strongest are respected. If you have strength, a strong fist is sufficient to give you the capital to speak.

nThe spectating soldiers all felt the hot blood in their bodies rising.

nIn a short time, the exchange of blows ended. Ultimately, XunMi’s stamina was not able to keep up with Ziju BaiLin’s moves.

nClamped tightly in his arms, XunMi struggled resentfully for a while. She ruthlessly stomped down on Ziju BaiLin’s foot.

nAlthough it was not the thin pointed heel of her world, but the force used to step on his toes still had an impressive result.

n“Sss!” Ziju BaiLin sucked the air in through his teeth. He resisted the pain in his foot. He would not release the person in his arms for the life of him.

nThis wife of *** was really to his own tastes. Aiya, it’s accounted for, she’s his.1

nXunMi ground her heel. The expression on her face was utterly furious. This guy still wouldn’t let go of her.

n“Ow ow ow! Wife, don’t crush it anymore, my toes will break off!” Ziju BaiLin howled in grief, begging for mercy with a shameless face.

n“Damn it! Let me go!” XunMi ferociously stomped her heel hard before she removed her foot. This loathsome guy had no sense of shame.

nThe deputy general and soldiers were flabbergasted. This was a good show, very exciting. However, they now felt very hurt, and somehow felt that they had been abused.

nZiju BaiLin released XunMi, but he stuck close beside her. Wherever she walked, he followed.

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n“Speak, who are you?” XunMi took off her gloves and placed them back in the bag the soldier was holding.

nAlthough in the beginning the soldier who was forced to hold the bag had felt apprehensive, at this moment he felt quite honored.

nThis young lady who looked too weak to stand up to the wind was actually a thorny rose who might be poisonous. One must be careful to treat her conscientiously with respect.

n“Wife, I just told you, I am your husband, Ziju BaiLin. Oh, oh! That’s right. I’ve just taken over Li Hua Province. Wife, quickly tell me. Which family’s daughter are you? I’ll have people prepare your betrothal gifts. We’ll immediately propose marriage.”

nMy wife is so outstanding, I have to quickly make the first move. If when the time comes she should fly away, then what’s to be done?

nXunMi’s heart prickled at this vile person Ziju BaiLin. How was it that this guy’s character was becoming more and more… unusual?

nYes, during the fight with Ziju BaiLin, she could sense a faintly discernible trace of her husband’s soul imprint coming from the man in front of her.

nSpeaking of which, her husband’s nature this time was deceptive.

nThis man had a face like a cleansing spring breeze, handsome and gentle. He had black hair cut close to the ear and intellectual gold-rimmed glasses sheltering that pair of deep peach blossom eyes. Although he had a smile overflowing with tenderness, that wouldn’t let people underestimate his heart. He was dressed in a dark green military uniform, with a pair of brightly polished combat boots on his feet.

nNo matter how you looked at him, he didn’t look like he fought in battles or served in the army, yet this one was a Marshal.

nHow does that saying go? Oh, you can’t judge a book by its cover!

n“Did I agree to marry you?” XunMi lifted her chin, her arrogant appearance just like a kitten with its hair raised, angry because its pet owner had provoked it.

nZiju BaiLin trembled from his darling’s cuteness. He ran up to XunMi with jolting buttocks,2 his eyes bright. “Wife, I am a good man, especially to my wife. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do. Really!”

nThat face said, I’m very well-behaved, very useful. Just take me in and keep me,3 ok?

nXunMi felt that she needed to keep calm, keep calm. Otherwise she would not be able to endure those evil clutches.

nCough cough. “…We’ll talk about this later. Let me go home first.”

nShe knew that if this guy didn’t agree, let alone return to her home, it would be difficult to go out.

nTranslator’s Notes

n1 The asterisks were in the raw. I didn’t really get it.

n2 Hahaha this phrase cracks me up. Jolting buttocks is the literal translation, but it just implies eagerness.

n3 Keep me like a mistress or gigolo, is the implication, though I doubt he’d make her pay.

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