“Prince Zhi, the princess says you’ll regret it if you don’t go see her,” the maid said, seeing the prince’s hesitation. In truth, Bao Yue hadn’t said this at all, but the maid, being Mongolian and a close confidante of Bao Yue, knew the prince liked Bao Yue and thus lied.

Sure enough, a hint of longing flashed in Prince Zhi's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"You may leave. I have important business to attend to. If Princess Baoyue has anything to say, perhaps she should speak with Father Emperor," Prince Zhi replied curtly.

The maid was a clever woman. Seeing that the message had already been conveyed, further persuasion would only backfire. Her words had clearly touched a nerve with him, so she decided to let Prince Zhi decide for himself.

After the maid left, Prince Zhi intended to call Lady Wang to dine with him, but he stopped himself. He angrily threw several books off the table, his brows furrowed with a violent rage.

Why can't I forget that self-righteous woman?

Prince Zhi thought bitterly to himself, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse. But gradually, he found himself unable to stop thinking about that alluring and beautiful woman.

"Your Highness, this servant has brought you lunch. You..." the attending eunuch said nervously in a low voice.

"I won't eat!" Prince Zhi suddenly stood up and grabbed the cloak hanging to the side.

Before the young eunuch could react, Prince Zhi had already disappeared into the tent.

The Qing army was stationed deep in the mountains. The smoke from the midday cooking fires was already rising, and the eunuchs or servants in the tents were busy serving their masters.

However, no one noticed that a black whirlwind-like horse galloped out of the camp, and sitting on it was a man dressed in a black robe and wearing a black leopard-spotted cloak. Who else could it be but Prince Zhi!

Prince Zhi fiercely swung his leather whip, and the horse beneath him, in pain, galloped wildly.

A burst of wildflowers wafted towards him, their fragrance the first thing to fill his nostrils, followed by a dazzling array of colors that caught the eye of Prince Zhi.

But he felt no lingering attachment whatsoever. His eyes immediately fell upon the woman in the distance, standing on the hillside in a long, pale white dress. The red and green turquoise on her head shimmered in the sunlight, as did the white veil covering her face, and the features obscured by the veil…

Prince Zhi stared intently at the figure until the black horse raised its hind legs high in front of the person, neighed, shook its head, flicked its thick mane, and fell silent.

"What business does the princess have with me?" Prince Zhi sat high on his black horse, looking down at the stunningly beautiful woman beneath him.

"Can't Baoyue make an appointment with Prince Zhi anytime?" Baoyue looked up and stared at Prince Zhi.

“The princess is now the Emperor’s woman. It is really inappropriate for her to meet with me in private like this.” Prince Zhi tried to make his voice sound firmer.

"Giggle..."

A silvery laugh echoed across the grassland, carried far by the mountain breeze, startling a flock of beautiful butterflies.

“Prince Zhi, do you really not know that the women of our grasslands never care about these elaborate customs?” Bao Yue’s veil was suddenly lifted by a mountain breeze, sliding down her face and drifting into the sky.

Prince Zhi stared blankly at this woman who was as beautiful as a cunning rabbit and as wild as a mountain eagle, and the throbbing in his heart grew stronger.

That time, he had already embraced that beautiful body; he caught up with her, held her in his arms, and kissed her. However, just as he was about to go and tell the Emperor, he was shocked to learn that the Emperor had already planned to take Baoyue as his concubine.

He watched helplessly as the woman he loved fell into his father's arms; the feeling in his heart was something he would probably never forget for the rest of his life.

Bao Yue stared intently at Prince Zhi with eyes as deep as a pool. Suddenly, she raised her hand and touched Prince Zhi's calf, which was stuck on his riding boots.

Prince Zhi felt a shiver run down his legs as he stared fascinated at the beautiful woman's face beside him.

“What do you mean by this, Princess? It’s impossible for us to be together anymore. Please have some self-respect,” Prince Zhi said with difficulty.

“If Prince Zhi thinks it’s impossible, then why did he come to see Bao Yue? Don’t lie. Bao Yue knows Prince Zhi’s thoughts. Bao Yue is now willing to satisfy Prince Zhi.” Bao Yue raised her face and said emotionally.

Prince Zhi felt the wild fire in his heart being stirred more and more uncontrollably. He wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't move the reins in his hand no matter what he did.

He stared at Baoyue's delicate red lips, the dryness in his throat making him feel almost crazy.

Suddenly, Prince Zhi bent down, grabbed Baoyue by the waist, lifted her up, and placed her on the horse in front of him.

Bao Yue kicked playfully, her face flushed, and she turned around to hug Prince Zhi, pressing her lips against his long-awaited, firm lips.

Prince Zhi involuntarily cracked his whip, and the black horse galloped off again.

They sat facing each other, kissing passionately. As the horse galloped, the riders completely forgot where they were, clinging to each other and demanding more.

On the horizon, horses graze quietly with their heads down.

Prince Zhi and Bao Yue lay on their backs on the grass. Their clothes were somewhat disheveled. Prince Zhi stared blankly at the white clouds in the sky, but he gradually calmed down.

He just... did something he shouldn't have done with the Emperor's woman!!

"Is Your Highness still feeling fear?" The woman beside him wrapped her snake-like arms around the Prince's neck.

“What’s the use of being afraid now that it’s already done?” Prince Zhi turned over, pinning Bao Yue down, and stared into her eyes.

“Alright, that’s exactly what I’ve been waiting for, Prince Zhi. That’s what a man should say. Don’t worry, no one knows. I won’t tell your father either.” Bao Yue stroked Prince Zhi’s cheek and said.

"Speak, why are you doing this? I know Princess Baoyue never does anything useless. Could it be that you've fallen in love with me?" Prince Zhi stared at the woman beneath him, though he knew she had ulterior motives, he still couldn't help but fall into her trap.

"Hahaha, I actually like men like Prince Zhi. Believe it or not. However, the hatred in Baoyue's heart is too strong, and Baoyue has no choice but to take revenge. Baoyue is now your Emperor Father's woman, and I will not go back to the palace with you, as long as you can help me take revenge." Baoyue's eyes suddenly turned sharp.