Is the General Not Good Enough?

After Zhao Xixing’s third failed attempt to ask for my legitimate elder sister’s hand in marriage, I climbed up the wall and called out to him.

“General, why don’t you marry me instead? I’m very easy to marry!”

He looked slightly stunned for a moment, then politely declined.

Who would have thought that we would cross paths at the Spring Feast? His face was flushed, and his voice was hoarse.

“Help me…”

I took a step back and shook my head hurriedly.

“Men and women should not touch one another. Besides, I am an unmarried lady of the house and will soon be betrothed.”

“The General’s life is certainly important, but it is far less important than my reputation.”

“I see the Princess Royal is looking for you everywhere. I’ll go call her to help you right now…”

His body swayed unsteadily as he gritted his teeth. “I will marry you! Is that enough?!”

I immediately stepped forward to support him.

“You should have said so earlier, General! Look at how much you’re sweating. I’ll help you right away.”

He was shocked. “He-here? Should we… find somewhere… more secluded…”

“No need, right here is fine.”

As I spoke, I untied my sash and stood on my tiptoes.

He closed his eyes as if resigning himself to fate and leaned down toward me.

“Fine… don’t you regret this…”