"Lord Lu, are you forcing the Crown Prince?" Zhuo Junli squinted his slender phoenix-like eyes, staring at Lu Mian with a sharp gaze as though it were a blade.
Lu Mian maintained a cold expression. "Sticking to the facts—how is that forcing? Or does the Prime Minister believe he can manipulate everything at his will, coercing the Crown Prince to disregard these flaws?"
"Does Lord Lu intend to accuse me?" Zhuo Junli raised an eyebrow.
Since his marriage, Lu Mian had clearly grown far less composed.
It seemed his little niece had been quite instrumental in this transformation.
Lu Mian, however, spared no further attention to Zhuo Junli. Even though Chu Heng had already stated his intention to postpone discussion, Lu Mian publicly enumerated the disadvantages of women serving as generals. He even invoked Yang Xianhui's engagement to a Supreme Court official, uniting opposition forces to urge Chu Heng to dismiss them and expel them from the military camp.
