It's like a thorny, delicate rose becoming obedient.
Looking at her attire, Jin Wuji didn't care about the sting in her words, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I've heard that the girls of your Great Khan are soft-waisted and skilled at singing and dancing. I wonder if Miss Xie is willing to remove the cloak and let me feast my eyes on your beauty."
Xie Wanqing forced a smile, "I don't know the work of a dancing girl."
"If you don't know, you can learn," Jin Wuji smiled lightly and said, "You are as clever as ice and snow. These days, study hard, and one day on the battlefield, unfolding your graceful figure in front of the leaders of the two nations—wouldn't that be lovely?"
"Thank you for the advice," Xie Wanqing's face darkened, and she spoke indifferently: "The Crown Prince's methods are indeed open and aboveboard, utilizing a woman's role to the fullest."
