It was already late at night, but the moonlight was so hazy that it was impossible to make out the road ahead.
Yet a curious conversation drifted from the Crown Prince's bedchamber in Heaven Dou City, sounding sometimes like the intimate whispers of newlyweds and sometimes like an old married couple arguing.
The hazy night, coupled with those curious sounds, lent everything an air of mystery, stirring a curiosity that made one want to visit the Crown Prince's Mansion and see just what was happening there.
As the view drew closer, the scene on the bed in the Crown Prince's bedchamber came fully into sight.
A man and a woman in white nightclothes lay on the bed, gazing into each other's eyes.
Their deeply affectionate gazes evoked the sentiment: what is love in this world, that it makes people pledge themselves to each other in life and death?
Both longed to hold the other in their arms forever, never letting them escape, keeping them at their side for all eternity.
The woman on the bed was none other than Tang Yuehua, the mistress of Moonlight Pavilion.
As for the man, he was naturally Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Only a few hours earlier, his manhood had been called into question, but now Xue Qinghe had truly displayed his might.
After the Heaven Dou coup ended, Xue Qinghe had impatiently brought Tang Yuehua back to the Crown Prince's Mansion.
Though Xue Qinghe's cultivation talent was inferior to Xue Haicang's, given his age and status, he was at least at the level of a Soul King.
And Tang Yuehua? She was merely rank nine.
Thus, after just a few hours, Tang Yuehua had been routed and was desperately begging for mercy.
As the defeated party, Tang Yuehua