Xiao Junci rode his horse, leading a team of men, while the guards at the entrance of the Prince Mansion were all sternly prepared, faces alert.
"Princess Feng, a day apart feels as long as three autumns."
Xiao Junci dismounted, his fierce eyes unapologetically fixated on Feng Bailing's captivating face.
Beautiful, truly beautiful.
Whether it was her eyes, nose, or lips, all were beautiful, especially those eyes that radiated defiance, like a wild mare, inciting the desire to conquer.
"Regent King, you should address me as Princess Consort Wu."
Feng Bailing bluntly corrected Xiao Junci's words.
"Not to hide from the princess, I know a bit about physiognomy. It's clear Dugu Wu has a short-lived face; Princess Feng, you'll soon be a widow. When that time comes, remember to visit me in Beiqi, for I, understand you better."
Xiao Junci's demeanor turned suggestive as he attempted to move closer.
Bang—
