The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Sikong Jin shook her head and said helplessly, "If I don't go back soon, things will probably be in complete chaos in Malan City. I don't even know what those guys are saying about me behind my back."

Ji Wuge knew, of course, who those people she was referring to.

"Well, in that case, I won't say much more. By the way, you still haven't paid me back the money you invested a few months ago. Don't try to get away with it. Go and settle the accounts properly later."

Ji Wuge only remembered this matter at this moment and couldn't help but glare at Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin shrugged. "Brother, you couldn't find a hundred taels of silver even if you searched me all over. I'm broke these days. Don't tease me. Let's talk about it when I get back to Malan City."

"You kid..."

……

As night fell, a hazy crescent moon hung faintly in the distant sky, a cool breeze rustled by, and the entire commander's mansion was very quiet.

In the corridor under the flower trellis in the backyard of the Commander's Mansion, a few slightly autumnal yellow leaves gently flew across the desolate night sky and slowly landed at his feet. The long corridor was quiet, with only the faint sound of the bleak wind passing by. The dim and yellow light cast long shadows of two figures beside the flower trellis.

"This painting is for you!"

Sikong Jin somehow obtained a finely crafted and sharp dagger and presented it to Xing Fuhua.

"Why did you decide to give me a gift today, Brother Jin?"

A happy light flashed in Xing Fuhua's eyes. She looked shyly at Sikong Jin's handsome face, then quickly reached out and snatched the dagger from her hand. She examined it carefully, her beautiful face filled with a bright, moving, and happy smile.

Sikong Jin chuckled and then said gently, "I'm so sorry, Hua'er, you've really suffered these past few days. Such a delicate girl, yet you've been so brave."

"Compared to Brother Jin, Hua'er is still too useless, but I will definitely try my best to become a great help to you, Brother Jin." Xing Fuhua blinked and looked at Sikong Jin very seriously, her eyes filled with a faint gentleness and determination.

Seeing this, Sikong Jin couldn't help but smile wryly. She took a deep breath, raised her head slightly to look at the hazy night sky, and after a moment of hesitation, spoke with some difficulty and melancholy, "Hua'er, I remember the first time I saw you was in the back garden of the Duan Prince's mansion. Back then, you... you were a very studious little girl, very sensible from a young age. My parents often used you as my role model. Moreover, you were very intelligent, a beauty whose talent amazed the world. To be honest, someone like me is really not good enough for you, but you have never looked down on me. Do you feel ashamed to have a fiancé like me?"

Relying on the very distant memories remaining in her mind, Sikong Jin seemed to find some fragmented pieces of the past Sikong Jin and Xing Fuhua that remained in her mind.

"No, Brother Jin! That's because they don't know how good you are! Do you remember that time I accidentally broke my Commander-in-Chief's most beloved vase? I was so scared of being scolded by him that I cried. You took the blame for me, which resulted in you being beaten several times by the Commander-in-Chief and forced to copy the military treatise ten times... And that time at the Emperor's birthday celebration, you stood up for me. And most recently, you put yourself in danger to help Father, me, and Brother Ji escape from trouble..."

As Xing Fuhua spoke, a warm feeling of emotion and love welled up in her eyes. She looked up at Sikong Jin with tenderness and said softly, "Brother Jin, you don't know, in my heart you will always be a domineering and mighty, invincible hero. And every woman hopes to have a great hero to protect her, and she hopes that the person she likes is such a great person. I, Xing Fuhua, am so lucky to have met Brother Jin... Brother Jin, I don't care what I do, as long as you are good to me, no matter where you are, I will follow you to the ends of the earth and never leave you."

Seeing the sincerity and love in Xing Fuhua's eyes, Sikong Jin felt a warmth in her heart and almost couldn't help but rush over to give her a hug. However, her reason told her that she couldn't do that!

Feeling a little guilty, Sikong Jin turned her head away, not daring to look into Xing Fuhua's clear and beautiful eyes. She said lightly, "Sigh, that was all just showing off in front of you. Actually, I'm not good at all. Not only am I shameless and greedy, but I also have no manners or cultivation. You don't know, I even cheat my brothers and friends. Take Ji Wuge and Tang Jingyao, for example. I cheated them out of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver and haven't returned a single tael. I even shamelessly threatened them with their dirty secrets. I also frequent brothels. I'm extremely lazy. I can go for more than ten days without bathing. My eyes light up when I see a beautiful woman. I'm a heartless playboy!"

“Brother Jin, I know that’s not your true nature. You’re a true hero, of course you have their magnanimity and generosity. Anyway, Hua’er just likes your masculinity. I think no man has more masculine charm than you!”

As she spoke, Xing Fuhua smiled shyly again, tightly hugging the dagger that Sikong Jin had just given her. She just didn't know why her brother Jin always liked to give her weapons like daggers. He probably hoped that she could use them for self-defense. He had given her a similar dagger last time.

When Lord Sikong heard these words, she almost fainted.

Masculinity?

He has a lot of masculine charm?

She doesn't want male charm, she wants female charm, okay?

She desired a stunningly beautiful face, captivating charm that could instantly seduce countless men, making them want to kneel down and proclaim, "My dear goddess! My queen!"—that kind of alluring feminine charm!

A faint sadness immediately rose in Lord Sikong's heart. Suddenly, she vaguely remembered that someone had said something to her: "Are you sure you are a woman?"

Who is coming?

Emperor Beizun!

Correct!

That arrogant, aloof, and noble man, so haughty that she wanted to draw her sword and challenge him to a duel—of course, although she was no match for him, Sikong Jin still had the courage to draw her sword.

“Hua’er, in the blink of an eye, we seem to have grown up so much, and there are many things that seem beyond our control. Especially for you, it seems that I haven’t taken good care of you all these years, and I have let you down. Especially in the past year or so, I’ve let you, a woman, go out and make your way in the world. Thinking about it, it’s really wrong of me. This place is not like the capital, and the conditions at the border are also dangerous. How could you not be lonely when you change out of your red dress and put on your battle armor? Fortunately, you have Brother Ji with you…”