Yu Mingyue bowed her head, a subtle smile forming at the corner of her cherry-red lips: "Yes."
Yu Wenquan suddenly said, "Then Guanghan Guest is—"
Yu Mingyue softly replied, "Ming Yue is unworthy, using Guanghan as my name."
"So it was you,"
Yu Wenquan took a deep breath, his dark face revealing a hint of delight, and he said with a smile: "Qinghai Long Cloud Dark Snow Mountain, Gul City Overlooking Yumen Pass. Huangsha Hundred Battles Wear Golden Armor, not breaking Loulan, will never return. This poem is well-written, with the soldiers united and the army determined. Sweeping across the land, invincible, I originally thought the writer of this poem must be a man, yet unexpectedly, a woman's spirit is not inferior to a man's!"
Yu Mingyue was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately bowed deeply: "Thank you, Grand Chancellor!"
