Like a fresh breeze, she came quietly and left without a sound.
When Wang Xian left the imperial palace, the emperor and the grand general were still fast asleep.
Wang Xian left a letter with the old eunuch, waved his hand, and vanished into the bleak spring wind.
Little did he know that after Wang Xian left the imperial palace, the old eunuch also took a sip of wine. His face flushed as he murmured drunkenly, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you never imagined that the prince would make the decision for you."
"No one expected the First Prince to be so decisive, and no one expected that the prince who returned from Southern Border would already have developed such a disposition... It seems he has no interest in your empire at all..."
The old eunuch muttered to himself, sighed mournfully, slumped against the table, and let out a long sigh before passing out drunk.
"Today, drink your fill; tomorrow, sober up and discuss it again."
By then, Wang Xian had already returned to the banks of Misty Rain Lake.
After thinking it over, he did not immediately go to the residence across the lake to see Uncle Fu. He had his own arrangements regarding family matters. Instead, he planned to return to the Prince's Residence first and see exactly how many women were waiting there.
Who could have known that before he even reached the gates of the Prince's Residence, he would see a graceful woman with her back to him, staring blankly at the expanse of lake water.
Looking at the woman before him, Wang Xian felt as if he were looking at a red-clad female ghost and sighed.
He wondered whether he should slap her straight into the hazy waters of Misty Rain Lake.
The woman beneath the