The princess regretted it.

Zhong Chuzhou was startled by Jin An's call for Mo Yan. He hadn't remembered telling him about Mo Qing and Mo Yan. He looked at Jin An with a hint of meaning. Jin An, also aware of Mo Qing's response, had accidentally spoken out what she was thinking. Her face suddenly felt hot, her eyes flickering with panic as she quickly explained, "Um... Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue."

Zhong Chuzhou looked at Jin'an's adorable flustered look, and a wave of tenderness welled up in his heart. He smiled and said, "It's okay, Jin'an. I'll introduce Mo Yan to you again when I have the chance."

Jin An nodded helplessly and said, "Oh, okay, okay. What is this pheasant?" She quickly changed the subject and asked.

"We will show the spoils to the Third Prince later." Zhong Chuzhou picked up the pheasant and shook it gently. The pheasant's feathers sparkled with colorful colors in the sunlight.

"Oh! My cousin is really thoughtful." Jin An nodded in understanding and said in a gentle voice, "Mo Qing, is this what you just hit?" She turned to Mo Qing and asked.

Mo Qing stood there tall and straight, like a green pine tree, his expression still cool, and he said with a cupped hand, "Princess, yes."

Jin An's eyes showed admiration, and he gave Mo Qing a thumbs up, "Mo Qing, you are really amazing. You can hunt pheasants in such a short time."

Seeing this, Zhong Chuzhou raised his left eyebrow slightly and glanced at Mo Qing with a hint of meaning. Mo Qing instantly sensed a hint of hostility in his own prince's gaze, and he quickly said, "My kung fu is the result of your careful instruction. I was just lucky to have encountered this pheasant. If our prince had taken action, the harvest would have been even greater."

Zhong Chuzhou thought to himself, "You little brat, you're quite clever." His face remained gentle as he walked over to Mo Qing, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said in a gentle tone, "Alright, you should leave first. Don't let anyone see you later, or you'll cause unnecessary trouble."

Upon hearing this, Mo Qing glanced at Zhong Chuzhou out of the corner of his eye. Then he nodded slightly, took the order, and with a few leaps, disappeared into the woods, like an agile cheetah, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Jin An couldn't help but praise him again, "Brother Zhong, Mo Qing's Kung Fu is quite impressive. Not only is he handsome, but he's also very agile and quick. He's truly remarkable."

Zhong Chuzhou pursed his lips slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He turned to Jin An and said, "Jin An, I have a small request. Can you fulfill it for me?"

"What?" Jin An turned lightly and asked casually as he walked towards Bai Xue who was leisurely eating grass.

Zhong Chuzhou hurriedly followed Jin'an and walked towards the two horses. He said slowly, "Jin'an, can you please stop calling me Cousin Zhong? Call me by my courtesy name, Yichen." There was a hint of hope in his voice, and he looked at Jin'an with tender eyes.

Jin An paused, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Zhong Chuzhou. She frowned slightly and said, "This isn't proper etiquette! If anyone hears this, they'll probably criticize me." A hint of disapproval flashed in her eyes.

"I'm sorry for being so abrupt. But can you call me that when you're alone?" Zhong Chuzhou's eyes held a hint of anticipation, his deep pupils seemingly concealing an endless tenderness. A gentle breeze rustled his hair, adding to his handsomeness. He quietly waited for Jin An's response, a hint of nervousness building within him.

Jin An pursed her lips slightly, feeling a little hesitant. She looked at Zhong Chuzhou's sincere eyes, and a ripple of emotion welled up in her heart. After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "Okay, I'll call you that when we're alone."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Chuzhou's face lit up with a brilliant smile, as warm as the spring sunshine. Jin An, watching Zhong Chuzhou's smile, felt a warmth in her heart as well. She lowered her head slightly, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly. "Hurry up!" she urged softly. She took Bai Xue's reins and climbed onto the horse.

"Hmm!" Zhong Chuzhou replied. He swiftly draped the pheasant over the side of the saddle and nimbly climbed onto the horse. The two exchanged a smile, a smile filled with an indescribable understanding and warmth. Simultaneously, they turned their horses and gave a flick of the reins. Bai Xue and Hei Yun, sensing their master's command, neighed, raised their hooves, and galloped towards the paddock's exit like the wind.

Changsun Wuwang rode his horse for a while, but still couldn't see the two of them, so he didn't chase them anymore. Instead, he turned his horse around and went back to the tent in the middle of the paddock to rest. Eunuch Xiao Xizi was very efficient and quickly served tea and fruits and snacks. Ziyun, Hanshuang, and the people accompanying Zhong Chuzhou stood on the other side of the tent, waiting quietly. They were very tactful and didn't ask Changsun Wuwang where Princess Jin'an and Zhong Chuzhou were. After all, the three of them went out together, but only one of them came back, and that person's face didn't look very good. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was not appropriate to go forward at this time and ask for trouble.

Others drink three rounds of wine, but Changsun Wuwang drinks three cups of tea. He sat there, squinting his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking about. The tent was filled with a faint aroma of tea, but it could not alleviate the slightly dull atmosphere at the moment. The sun shone through the gaps in the tent, forming golden beams, as if reminding people of the passage of time. Changsun Wuwang gently put down the teacup in his hand, making a slight sound, which was particularly clear in this quiet environment. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, making it difficult to read.

Ziyun secretly nudged Hanshuang. Hanshuang knew what she was about to ask, but she simply gave her a reassuring look. She was actually worried, too. Although she knew the princess must have been taken away by the Crown Prince, deliberately abandoning the Third Prince, she couldn't wait that long. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering if these two ancestors hadn't returned yet.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance, followed by a cloud of dust. Everyone in the tent looked towards the two figures that were slowly becoming clearer.

As the sound of horse hooves drew nearer, everyone's hearts gradually relaxed. Han Shuang discreetly observed the Third Prince's reaction. She saw Changsun Wuwang narrow his eyes slightly at first, staring at the approaching figures with an undefined expression. As the two figures gradually approached and finally stopped in front of the tent, a gentle smile crossed Changsun Wuwang's face. Princess Jin'an and Zhong Chuzhou dismounted with smiles, tossing the reins to the attendants who had already come forward to meet them.

Ziyun, Hanshuang, and the others who were waiting in the tent all stepped forward to greet their master. Jin An took the hot towel handed to him by Ziyun, gently wiped his hands, walked into the tent with a smile, and said to the Third Prince, "Third Brother, you are lazy!"