"Who are you calling your Imperial Consort? I have someone I like. Don't call me that. I don't want him hearing it."
Zhang Lanhe possessed Little White Snake from time to time. If he heard Wuzi's words, he would certainly use them as an excuse to demand more once they returned, leaving Xie Huizhou's back and waist aching.
"Watch your filthy mouth. If I hear you say that again, I'll tear it apart."
Xie Huizhou felt he had been too polite to his guest back in Capital City, making Prince Wuzi think he was weak and easy to bully.
This time, he would simply smash the bastard's head in and make him afraid to harbor such delusions again.
Wuzi was in an excellent mood at this rare reunion with the beauty, especially since the Great Xia Dynasty's Imperial Preceptor was not by Xie Huizhou's side.
He teased him while attacking fiercely, intent on forcibly taking him back to the Northern Border.
"Little beauty, the dragon throne in the capital is about to change hands again. Whoever ascends the throne won't tolerate you. Why not come with me?"
"Insolence!"
Having already decided to teach Prince Wuzi a lesson, Xie Huizhou showed no mercy.
"You keep harassing me. I'll teach you what happens when you cross me!"
The two began to fight.
Meanwhile, back in Capital City, the fierce struggle between the two princes had finally come to an end.
Zhang Lanhe received word from his spies that the Fifth Prince's forces had been defeated.
His Snake Pupils skimmed ten lines at a glance as he read the secret report, then burned it to ashes.
"What a pity. If they'd fought a little longer, Zhouzhou could have stayed away longer and been a little safer. The Fifth Prince was a useless waste,