The final result was a victory for Yan Hongzhao, who had outdone Chu Changming by shooting one more pheasant.
"A narrow win." Xiao Pingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had managed to keep those one hundred Sweat-Blooded Treasure Horses.
"What a thrilling day this has been!" he exclaimed with a hearty laugh.
He watched as Chu Qi pulled Chu Changming aside for a talk.
"Wanwan, once we return to the palace, I'll make you a mat out of this leopard skin and then a coat out of his tiger skin," the Crown Prince said excitedly to Yan Wanqing, having arranged everything perfectly for the future.
"In just a few days..." His tone suddenly deepened a great deal, his gaze at her filled with enduring affection and entanglement, "Wanwan, you will become my Empress."
He had been waiting for this day for far too long.
Indeed, far too long.
Yan Wanqing's cheeks turned a blushing red at her earlobes, and she nodded, "Yes, just a few days now."
