Envoy From Country of Wei (1)

"Father, please allow Yan-Er to go on behalf of you as the peace envoy from the Country of Wei." Peng Yan rubbed her face on the chest of a handsome man seated comfortably on his lazy chair. Only a single sight is enough to discern that his social status is neither simple from the design of the chair and decoration around this pavilion.

He was about forty at most from how young he looked.

"My dear daughter... This trip to the Demon Mountain Fort is not for fun. You're lucky that the government didn't put the blame on your inability to win the war. Why to bother to go back to that place again?" the handsome man said. Even the way he speaks sounded just like Qin Lan.

It was sophisticated, well-mannered, and calm.

"That's because your daughter found somebody she really likes. He's a good-looking, gentlemanly, and graceful man just like you, father." Peng Yan said. Once again, she rubbed her face on this man's chest.