On her way to the hunting grounds, Qingyin encountered many servants from the manor who were passing by, leaving behind shocked and amazed looks. Qingyin arrived at the small hunting grounds of the Yehe tribe.

Although the Yehe tribe was nominally a small tribe, Huang Taiji had already unified the tribe, though he had not yet declared himself emperor. The tribe had already developed into a relatively complete residence.

A natural river flows through the manor, and the hunting grounds are built on the lower edge of the river. The pasture grows right next to the river, and the people of the manor specially fenced off this pasture, making it a completely natural hunting ground.

The manor's fine horses were also kept nearby. Upon hearing that the woman who had been bestowed upon the chief by the Great Khan was coming, the horse herders couldn't help but feel nervous.

As ordinary people, these herdsmen didn't care whether it was shameful for Qingyin, who came from the harem, to be bestowed upon the chief. They only felt that Qingyin was a noble person they couldn't afford to offend, and also the future mistress of their household. In particular, she was also the daughter of a Mongolian tribal chief. Although that tribe was not as powerful as before, her status was still very high.

The horse herder was a tall, thin, dark-skinned, and handsome young man with clean white teeth. His parents were from the Yehe tribe. He got the job of raising horses because of his steady personality and literacy. When he heard that the princess was coming, the handsome young man showed a hint of caution on his face.

While waiting for Qingyin to arrive, this unassuming young man didn't even dare to raise his head to look at the Fujin's face.

Qingyin looked at the handsome young man and asked gently:

"I heard that the mare here gave birth?"

The handsome young man answered honestly, "Yes, two ponies, one male and one female."

"How is Xiao Ma's health?"

When the topic turned to his profession, the handsome young man became much more talkative, his dark face breaking into a wide grin, his eyes shining with genuine joy.

"Good, the mare gave birth without much effort, and both foals are healthy. Now the pasture is growing well, the mare is eating well, and the foals are also plump and healthy."

Hearing the young man's simple answer, Qingyin's eyes also showed a genuine smile.

"Alright, then take this lady to see it."

"Yes, Madam."

Listening to the Fujin speak so much, and in such a gentle tone, the handsome young man couldn't help but become a little bolder, and a bit of curiosity about this gentle Fujin also arose.

What does the princess consort with such a beautiful and gentle voice look like?

For some reason, Dunjie felt a bold desire arise, and he turned his head to carefully observe the lady beside him out of the corner of his eye.

He was stunned by that one glance.

The gentle-voiced Fujin's face was as white as snow, her skin even more tender and smooth than that of a newborn lamb. Her eyes were bright, her eyelashes were long, her nose was upturned, her lips were pink, and there seemed to be a red mole under her left eye, making her exceptionally beautiful... Anyway, Dunjie felt that there was nothing beautiful about Fujin.

Mongolian and Manchu women don't look like this, and the noble ladies he's seen aren't as fair-skinned or beautiful as this. His good brothers all say that Han women all have such fair skin and are so beautiful, but at this moment, Dunjie thinks that his wife is much more beautiful than the Han women his brothers describe.

She resembles a goddess from the Tianshan Mountains.

Dunjie was stunned for a moment, and the person leading the way also paused for a moment.

Before the maids could notice, the young man quickly lowered his head in a flustered manner and continued leading the way.

But Dunjie felt that the Fujin had seen his eyes just now, and her gentle gaze lingered on him for a moment.

Did the princess discover that he was peeping?

Dunjie's face was flushed, and his ears were burning hot. At this moment, Dunjie had never been so grateful that he loved to sunbathe, which made him one of the darkest people in the tribe, so no one could notice the blush on his face.

The horse-breeding area is not far away.

No matter how much Dunjie wanted to stay with his wife forever, their short journey eventually came to an end.

Upon arriving at the horse breeding area, the first thing you can smell is the distinctive scent of horses and hear the sound of their hooves.

Qingyin looked in the direction of the sound and immediately saw several large horses locked in a cubicle. She silently read the names Chitu, Wuya, and Jueying together.

Looking at those majestic horses, Qingyin's eyes lit up. These were all fine breeds, clearly indicating that Yehenan Chu was a master who enjoyed collecting good horses.

No wonder he was a military general.

Qingyin thought to herself, her gaze sweeping over the fine horses and finally settling on the stall of the mare who had just given birth to two foals, as introduced by Dunjie.

There was no smell of blood in the compartment, and the feeding troughs were filled with clean water and tender grass.

Qingyin looked at them and nodded to herself; clearly, the horse handlers were taking good care of them.

"Excellent, it's being raised very well."

Dunjie felt more nervous than ever as he watched his wife watching the horse stall he was tending. After receiving praise from his wife, an unimaginable joy appeared on his dark face. Under Qingyin's gaze, he said shyly, "The foal has just been born. Keeping it with its mother at this time will allow the mother to nurse it properly. With the mother's help, the foal will also be more well-behaved."

Qingyin nodded. "Yes, very good."

"May I have your name?"

Dunjie never expected that his wife would ask his name because he was good at raising horses. When he heard his wife ask him, he stood there dumbfounded and forgot to answer.

Maya watched from the side, glared at him, and thought, "Another man bewitched by the princess, huh."

"The Princess Consort asked your name!"

"Oh, I, my name is Dunjie, I'm sorry."

Faced with the questioning from the maidservant beside the princess, Dunjie finally came to his senses from his excessive excitement. He stammered out his name, and was a little angry at himself for his lack of composure and tongue-tiedness.

Given his poor communication skills, I imagine his wife must find him quite distasteful.

After saying his name, Dunjie reverted to his timid and cautious demeanor from their first meeting. Despite being a full 1.9 meters tall, he couldn't even match the imposing presence of a maid in front of Qingyin, looking rather pitiful.

After Qingyin carefully said her name and apologized, Dunjie's eyes lit up with a smile. "Why do you need to apologize for saying my name? You didn't do anything wrong."

Upon hearing this, Dunjie looked up in surprise and saw Qingyin's gentle, smiling eyes.

Dunjie's heart skipped a beat, and he heard his wife's words of praise for him, "Not bad, you are so good at raising horses, you can also teach this knowledge to others."

Dunjie blushed at the praise and said in a voice barely audible, "How can I teach others with my limited knowledge?"

Maya looked at the young man who had received praise from the Fujin (principal wife). Don't think she didn't see the unusually bright eyes that suddenly appeared on the young man's face after receiving the praise. She looked at him with displeasure and said with a hint of sourness, "Our Fujin has already said that you are good at raising children and can teach others. Why are you refusing? Just do what the Fujin says."

"Yes, the Mayan girl is right."

"Thank you for your guidance, Madam."

Dunjie lowered his head in shame and answered.