Deposed? I couldn't be happier! I wouldn't even be a dog to the crown prince.

Those few words, so light and airy, were like a chilling wind carrying shards of ice, seeping straight down Lu Dongzan's collar.

This powerful Tibetan prime minister, who commanded respect on the plateau, unexpectedly shivered and even paused for a moment.

He forced himself to lift his head and met a pair of dark, inky eyes in the carriage.

"The foreign minister said that my king wishes to marry Princess Chang Le of the Tang Dynasty."

Lu Dongzan gritted his teeth and repeated what he had just said, forcing himself to be brave. He refused to believe that in this desolate wilderness, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty would dare to disregard the overall situation and completely break ties with Tibet!

"Oh."

Li Chengqian suddenly laughed. He casually crushed the half-peeled grape in his hand, and the purplish-red juice dripped from between his fingers, looking like blood.

"Old Xu, take him to the central command tent."

Li Chengqian stood up from the soft couch, straightened his fox fur coat, and said, "Talking here would make it seem like I'm bullying foreign guests. Let's go to a more spacious place and have a proper discussion."

A moment later.

The central command tent of the Tang Dynasty's western expeditionary army.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like water was about to freeze.

There was no brazier inside the tent, but Lu Dongzan felt a cold sweat break out all over his body. Because on either side of the command table stood two killing gods.

On the left is Huo Qubing, clad in silver armor, with eyes so sharp they seem ready to devour someone.

On the right is Yue Fei, holding the Li Quan Spear, his demeanor serene and imposing, yet his killing intent is restrained.

The two men's gazes fell upon Lu Dongzan as if he were a lifeless corpse. If the Crown Prince gave the order, they would not hesitate to tear this Tibetan Grand Minister to shreds.

Li Chengqian sat imposingly on the commander's seat, took out a clean white silk handkerchief, and slowly wiped the grape juice off his fingers.

"Changle is my younger sister, born of the same mother."

He didn't look up, his voice was eerily calm, "She is the apple of my eye, the apple of my eye, and also the Achilles' heel of me, Li Chengqian."

"How old is your Songtsen Gampo?"

Lu Dongzan swallowed hard, suppressing his fear, and replied, "The Zanpu has just turned twenty this year, and is the most magnificent on the grassland..."

"Twenty already? Is this some kind of old cow eating young grass?"

Li Chengqian interrupted him directly, scoffed, and casually tossed the juice-stained handkerchief onto the table.

"Chang Le is only seven years old! Is your king a pervert? He's even eyeing a little girl?"

Lu Dongzan's face flushed red: "Your Highness! We Tibetans are not bound by formalities, and we are not young..."

"Shut up."

Li Chengqian raised his eyelids, his gaze as cold as a knife scraping across Lu Dongzan's face.

"Even if you're the right age, don't you take a piss and look at yourselves in the mirror to see what kind of people you are?"

"I heard that you Tibetans only bathe three times in your entire lives? And you can scrub off two pounds of mud from your bodies?"

"Your Zanpu, I won't even mention his erratic appearance, like a savage who hasn't fully evolved. Does he even deserve to covet the golden branches and jade leaves of my Great Tang?"

These words were so vulgar and crude that they left no room for dignity for a crown prince of a great nation.

Lu Dongzan was so angry that smoke seemed to be billowing from his seven orifices, and his chest heaved violently.

"Your Highness! You are insulting the King of Tibet!"

"insult?"

Li Chengqian slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, and pointed at Lu Dongzan's nose, cursing loudly.

"So what if I insulted him?!"

"A toad trying to eat swan meat? It doesn't even know its own limitations!"

"Want to marry my sister? Sure!"

Li Chengqian bypassed the desk and walked step by step to Lu Dongzan, his eyes filled with undisguised arrogance and contempt.

"Let him be reborn in his next life, be a clean and honest Tang Dynasty citizen, and become the top scholar in the imperial examination. Perhaps then I might take another look at him."

"As for this lifetime?"

Li Chengqian leaned close to his ear and uttered two words, one after another:

"dream!"

Lu Dongzan felt his blood rush to his head and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Deceiving too much!

The Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty has become so arrogant! Does he really not care about the lives of his army?

"Your Highness! You should think this through!"

Lu Dongzan suddenly took a step back, abandoning all pretense of civility, his voice filled with blatant threat.

"This isn't Chang'an! This is the Western Regions!"

"Ahead lies the fortified city of Gaochang. Ju Wentai has already amassed a large army, ready for battle!"

"If you offend my Tubo now, my 200,000 mighty eagles of the plateau can immediately cut off your supply lines and your retreat!"

Lu Dongzan became increasingly assertive as he spoke, as if he had grasped the fatal weakness of the Tang Dynasty.

"With fortified cities in front and a powerful enemy behind, fighting on two fronts is a cardinal sin in warfare!"

"Does Your Highness intend for these tens of thousands of elite Tang soldiers to die of thirst and starvation in this vast desert?!"

The air inside the tent instantly tensed up.

The spear in Huo Qubing's hand was already humming, a prelude to its thirst for blood. With just a glance from Li Chengqian, the Tibetan Grand Minister's head would be severed instantly.

However, after hearing this combination of threats and inducements, Li Chengqian not only showed no panic, but instead seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Pfft."

He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He turned his head, looked at Huo Qubing who was struggling to suppress his laughter, then at Yue Fei who looked at him like he was an idiot, and finally turned his gaze back to Lu Dongzan.

"Lu Dongzan, Lu Dongzan."

Li Chengqian stretched out his small hand and waved it casually in mid-air, as if he were shooing away some annoying flying insect.

"Your limited knowledge truly restricts your imagination."

"Do you think that just because Tibet and Gaochang have each other under your thumb, you can completely control me?"

Lu Dongzan stiffened his neck and snorted coldly, "Isn't that right?"

"Fighting on two fronts?"

Li Chengqian walked back to the soft couch, lay down lazily again, and casually picked up a washed grape and threw it into his mouth.

He looked at Lu Dongzan, whose face was full of resentment, with a condescending pity in his eyes.

You're overthinking it.

"For me, that's not even a two-front war."

"What's it called?" Lu Dongzan gritted his teeth.

Li Chengqian chewed on a grape and mumbled something that completely broke Lu Dongzan's defenses.

"That's just the difference between casually swatting two flies and doing nothing."