For years, Zhao Yuxue had been drilling troops at the frontier, surrounded daily by rugged, burly soldiers. It had been a long time since she had encountered such a delicate woman. Even back when she lived in her family’s chambers, she had never enjoyed the company of such women; she always felt they were incompatible and found the effort of dealing with them tiresome.
Now, after several years in the army, her temper had grown more volatile, and her personality more blunt. She felt not a shred of softness at Li Fuyin’s show of vulnerability. She directly pried the woman’s arms from her own, rose to her feet, and said, "I am returning to the capital to report for duty and have no need to form alliances, nor am I interested in the Marquis of Yongan's Estate. If you fear danger on the road, you may follow at the rear of my unit. If you encounter trouble, I will certainly not stand idly by. But beyond that, I do not care to socialize. I ask that Second Young Miss Song show some decorum."
With that, Zhao Yuxue prepared to leave, her manner cold and aloof. Any ordinary person would have understood her meaning and ceased attempting to attach themselves to her, lest they bring humiliation upon themselves.
Chapter 88