Whether it was because of his great-aunt Princess Shuhui or his younger sister Princess Rongxian, Yinzhi could not glare at this princess, so he could only give her the cold shoulder and avoid her in time.

Mongolians are known for their bold and unrestrained courtship, and Princess Mingzhu directly expressed her admiration for Yinzhi, who promptly rejected her. However, he didn't expect that Princess Mingzhu wouldn't give up and would publicly provoke the Fujin (the Prince's wife).

If the Fujin (princess) misunderstands that he and Princess Mingzhu have something going on, wouldn't he be unjustly killed?

"My lady, the master is back."

When Yinzhi stepped through the door, he saw his wife and eldest daughter chatting and drinking tea, looking quite content.

"Father, you're back. Well, I'm going to visit my eighth and ninth brothers. I'll take my leave now." Little Treasure winked at her father when she saw him arrive, and then quickly withdrew.

Let Father stay and bear Mother's wrath.

Seeing that Hezhuo did not greet him, Yinzhi sat down by himself.

"Well, I've been busy with official business these past few days. Things aren't very peaceful in Tibet lately, and I'm worried something might happen, so I've been staying by Father Emperor's side."

Yinzhi's eyes darted around: Where did this inexplicable guilty conscience come from?

"I really don't know anything about what happened today. This Mongolian woman would provoke you in public."

He Zhuo looked at the man in front of him who was trying his best to explain. It was common for men to have three wives and four concubines in this era, and it was even more difficult to say that Yin Zhi was a noble prince. Regardless of whether he was or not, there was no need to explain.

Yinzhi's explanation shows that he truly cared.

"Hezhuo, do you understand my feelings?" Yinzhi suddenly stepped forward and took his wife's hand, his expression full of affection.

"No one will ever enter the backyard of our Prince's Mansion again. I promise you this." He Zhuo saw the sincerity in Yin Zhi's eyes and nodded with a smile.

Looking at his wife's flawless skin, and recalling her dazzling appearance on stage just now, Yinzhi felt both proud and heartbroken.

The pride belongs to our own family, far surpassing that of the third, fourth, and even the second and crown prince's families.

What's heartbreaking is having so many men watching her dance; it makes her incredibly jealous, and she needs kisses and hugs to feel better.

Think of something and then act on it.

"Mmm..." He Zhuo was feeling Yin Zhi's strong heartbeat under his palm when his lips were suddenly captured.

"Don't dance in front of others anymore."

"Hmm, let go." He Zhuo tried to pull the pervert away.

"I won't let you go. If you want to jump again in the future, it'll be for me alone." Yinzhi mischievously bit Hezhuo's ear.

He kissed her again.

After spending some time together, Yinzhi left.

It's said that Tibet is not peaceful, and it's estimated that there may be fighting again in the second half of the year.

Because of the Empress Dowager, the originally planned 20-day trip turned into a full month and a half spent at the imperial palace. Xiao Ba also underwent a significant transformation, being pushed out by He Zhuo almost every day for training, in order to help him better adapt to the law of the jungle.

He Zhuo simply abandoned Xiao Ba on the grassland and left him to live alone for more than ten days, with A Yu by his side. When he returned, he had become a wild man.

After returning home and resting for a night, I took a medicinal bath and then went out again.

This time, Mother's request was that we could not kill, only fight.

The requirements have been raised.

Xiao Ba started practicing martial arts at the age of 4, and has been diligently practicing the basics ever since. He Zhuo has never given him any martial arts techniques or taught him any magic.

Sword practitioners typically practice 10,000 sword swings daily during their youth. There are no special techniques involved; it's all about basic skills. Often, it takes at least 10 years of practice to master sword swinging.

Xiao Ba has four spiritual roots, making sword cultivation a good choice, but ultimately it depends on his own abilities. A solid foundation is always beneficial.

Another ten days or so passed, and not only was Xiao Ba's Qi Refining Level 4 cultivation stable, but his former spoiled young master demeanor was also gone. Yin Zhi remarked frankly, "How come Xiao Ba has changed so much after his trip to Mongolia?"