"She's been on the battlefield!" Zhong Lan was a bit dazed, with an expression of bewilderment.
Ye Qiu could tell from her Miss's appearance that she had seen too little of the world and did not understand how incredible it was for a woman to be on the battlefield in this era.
So she continued to clarify her Miss's confusion: "Miss, the battlefield is where people can die at any time. Since the Old Marchioness has been to the battlefield more than once, it proves that she must have killed people."
"Killed people?" Zhong Lan's eyes widened, clearly incredulous.
