One has to admit that this beauty's lifestyle is utterly devoid of any health.

Sure enough, he got up at midday, ran out to the street for a while, then went into a bar, ordered a beer and some grilled meat at the bar, found an empty seat, and started chatting with the people at the table in a very familiar manner.

The group of people were drinking and chatting happily, but Zhou Siyu felt extremely bored, so he left the beauty and wandered aimlessly through the streets.

As they walked, Zhou Siyu suddenly noticed a familiar figure entering the pharmacy. He boldly followed and saw the man named Lan Sai talking to a doctor. The doctor nodded, took some pills from the cabinet, wrapped them up, and handed them to him.

As Lan Sai reached the door, he glanced deeply at Zhou Siyu, his gaze unfathomable. Zhou Siyu frowned involuntarily, feeling that Lan Sai seemed different from others; could he see him?

The clue that was about to slip away from his mind was caught: Lancer, that slave emperor!

So tonight's banquet, the beauty is in danger!

Zhou Siyu hurried back to the tavern, only to find that the beauty had already disappeared. He could only rush to the palace, hoping to find her there.

Halfway there, Zhou Siyu suddenly felt a powerful suction force, and before he could react, he was pulled to another place.

When Zhou Siyu opened her eyes again, she found herself standing on a spacious terrace. The cool moonlight shone through the clouds and fell on the ground. She could vaguely hear the sound of orchestral music from behind her.

After carefully examining his clothes, Zhou Siyu was so frightened that he dropped his wine glass.

Heavens above! He actually got inside the Third Prince's body!

Although she could use the beautiful woman's body, Zhou Siyu felt a chill run down her spine at the thought of what might happen tonight.

He has no interest in having casual sex with strangers! Especially since that person is his nominal brother-in-law in this body!

He can't do it!

"What are you thinking about?"

A deep male voice came from behind, and a pair of strong hands appeared at her waist. Before Zhou Siyu could react, her feet left the ground.

Before she could even utter a "Holy crap!", Zhou Siyu heard herself say coquettishly, "Mode, stop messing around, put me down."

Goosebumps rose all over her body again, and Zhou Siyu couldn't help but shiver.

Can anyone tell him why he suddenly entered the Third Prince's body, experiencing everything from a first-person perspective, yet was unable to change the Third Prince's behavior or words?

Why not go into the banquet hall?

Mode placed the person on the ground, his strong arms encircling the beauty's waist, his sharp eyebrows softening considerably with his smile.

"It's too stuffy, I came out for some fresh air." The beauty rolled her eyes. "What about you?"

“It’s so boring there.” Mord gently kissed the beauty’s forehead. “Everything becomes extremely boring without you.”

"Really?" The beauty tiptoed and kissed the corner of Morde's mouth, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she asked with a smile, "Then when do you plan to marry me?"

"I have informed His Majesty that the family will send the gifts to the palace tomorrow, and if all goes well, we can get married next month."

"So fast? I wasn't prepared at all."

The beauty was slightly surprised, not expecting that he had planned everything all along.

“You just need to prepare yourself.” Mord gently stroked the beauty’s nose, then lowered his head to touch his forehead. “The gifts and wedding dress are all ready, and the location is arranged. Everything is ready, except for the ceremony.”

"It was too fast; I wasn't prepared at all."

"Is it fast? I think it's too slow." Mord raised his head, cupped the beauty's face, and said earnestly, "I really want to take you home tomorrow."

"You didn't even ask me if I agreed."

The beauty gave a soft hum, her face showing no anger.

"Didn't you agree a long time ago? It's too late to go back on your word now."

Mode took the beauty's hand and kissed it; the ring on her hand sparkled in the moonlight.

Where is your ring?

The beauty took Mode's hand and looked at it again and again, but there was no sign of a ring on his calloused hand.

“It’s too dangerous to wear something so valuable on your hand.” Mord smiled slightly, pulled out the ring hidden inside his clothes along the necklace, and showed it to me. “I’ve hidden it near my heart, so it can stay with you in my heart.”

The beauty's cheeks flushed slightly. Zhou Siyu couldn't listen anymore. This man looked quite serious, but he could spout sweet nothings so eloquently. No wonder he could make such a beautiful woman love him so devotedly.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, Your Highness. Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?"

Mode took a step back, bent down, and reached out his hand, his gaze lingering on the beauty for a moment.

“I’d love to.”

The beauty placed her hand in his palm and put her arm around his shoulder.

The two danced, twirled, and leaped in the moonlight.

Without music, they have their own rhythm; without lights, they are each other's light.

As the dance ended, the beauty, slightly out of breath, leaned gently against Mode's arm.

Mode lowered his head and kissed the beauty tenderly.

Time was moving so slowly. He wished it would be a month from now so he could marry the beauty in the grandest ceremony and announce to everyone that she was his partner and his lover.

"I'm sorry, but I still have to interrupt you."

Lansel came out from behind the terrace and said to Mode, "His Majesty the Emperor summons you."

"I'll be there later."

Mode nodded unhappily, pulled back the curtains on the terrace, and held the beauty tightly, unwilling to let go.

"The Emperor wants you to come over." The beauty nudged Morde. "Don't keep him waiting."

"We'll go later," Mord said childishly, kissing the beauty's cheek. "Are you annoyed by me and want me to leave you as soon as possible?"

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