On winter nights, there were only a small number of soldiers guarding the gates of Kyoto City. They held torches that emitted a faint, dim light.

There is a bamboo forest next to the city gate, and Ye Tinghua's carriage is hidden in the bamboo forest. At this time, Ye Tinghua is sitting in the carriage with a fire starter in his hand, and the heavy carriage curtain is lifted by his followers.

In front of the carriage stood a sweet girl in red clothes and a red cloak. She had a long, exquisitely crafted whip on her waist. The handle of the whip was inlaid with a piece of high-quality jade, and the whip body was mixed with fine gold threads. It was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

The girl looked at Ye Tinghua with joy, smiling at him sweetly. Before Ye Tingxuan could ask, she spoke first, "Your Highness, can I get in the carriage? It's too cold outside."

Ye Tinghua looked at the innocent girl with a smile, his cold eyes still without any warmth. He said coldly, "I am not the kind of person who pities women."

The girl was not discouraged by Ye Tinghua's indifference. She still smiled sweetly at Ye Tinghua, "Your Highness, if I can give you what you want, can you let me get on the carriage?"

Although Ye Tinghua knew that the woman in front of him was not an ordinary person, his arrogant tone still made him sneer. What could a mere little woman like her give to a prince like him?

If it were any other time, Ye Tinghua might find it interesting and play with her, but in this situation, he didn't have the slightest intention.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a mocking expression, then he waved his hand, signaling the secret guards to take the man away.

Just as the secret guard was about to arrest someone, the girl in red took out the long whip from her waist and swung it hard. With quick, accurate and ruthless moves, she knocked Ye Tinghua's secret guard to the ground.

You should know that the secret guards around Ye Tinghua were all carefully selected, and their kung fu was first-class. But now they were whipped to the ground by this petite girl in red.

Ye Tinghua suddenly became curious about the girl in red. He frowned, and a hint of murderous intent gradually emerged in his cold eyes as he asked, "Who are you?"

The girl in red nimbly put away the whip quickly, smiled sweetly with two dimples showing, and looked harmless.

"I am the youngest daughter of the Li family, Li Wanqing."

As soon as Ye Tinghua heard that it was the Li family, he knew it was Li Jinsong, the richest man in Kyoto. It was rumored that Li Jinsong was rich enough to rival a country. Not only did he have business all over the country, he also opened a shop in the north.

The Li family has been engaged in business for generations, but no one has ever been involved in officialdom. The Li family's children never intermarry with people in the court, and always marry into merchant families. Every time the court fights a war or provides disaster relief, the Li family is the first to step forward and donate money and grain.

Therefore, emperors of all dynasties were particularly fond of the Li family, allowing the Li family to expand their business. There were even rumors that the Li family was equivalent to the emperor's private treasury.

Li Jinsong only married one wife and never took a concubine. He and his wife Nie Ru were deeply in love and had six sons and one daughter.

The couple wanted a daughter very much, but luck did not fulfill their wish. They gave birth to six sons, all of whom were sons. Originally, the couple was ready to give up and planned to adopt a girl. Later, by chance, they received advice from a master who said that they were destined to have a daughter.

After listening to the advice of the expert, the couple became active again. Soon, Nie Ru, who was in her middle age, finally gave birth to the daughter they had always dreamed of, so they named her Li Wanqing.

When Li Wanqing was born, Li Jinsong asked a master to predict her fortune. The old Taoist priest who predicted Li Wanqing's fortune said that Li Wanqing had a special fate and that after she turned six years old, she would need to leave her family and go to the West to practice alone.

So when Li Wanqing was six years old, she was sent to the Western Regions by Li Jinsong, accompanied by hundreds of servants, cartloads of jewels, and a dozen escort companies. When the emperor learned about this, he even sent a troop of armored soldiers to escort her. This incident alarmed the entire capital at the time, and the scene was comparable to that of a princess being married off to a foreign country.

So after Li Wanqing told her name, everyone's eyes turned to her, including Ye Tinghua.

Li Wanqing stretched out a hand towards Ye Tinghua and said, "Can I get into the carriage now? Your Highness, please pull me up."

Ye Tinghua did not extend his hand, but said coldly, "Climb up by yourself."

Li Wanqing muttered, "Stingy guy."

There was still a sweet smile on her face. She pushed herself up with both hands and got into the carriage easily.

Ye Tinghua did not turn on the lights in the carriage, and it was pitch black after the heavy curtains were lowered. Li Wanqing groped carefully for the position, but felt a pair of slender and cold hands, which were as cold as a piece of ice.

Then Ye Tinghua's cold and magnetic voice sounded, "You touched me, stay away from me."

After hearing this, Li Wanqing's face suddenly became hot, and she felt her ears starting to get hot. She couldn't help but be thankful that the lights were not turned on at this time, otherwise she would have been laughed at by Ye Tinghua.

She groped her way and sat down opposite Ye Tinghua. She smelled a faint scent of incense on Ye Tinghua, a cold scent mixed with a hint of woody scent, which smelled like a juniper covered with ice and snow.

Ye Tinghua said calmly, "Aren't you in the Western Regions?"

A small flame ignited in Li Wanqing's heart, and the small flame danced with joy. Li Wanqing covered her burning cheek with her own hands and asked, "So Your Highness is paying so much attention to me?"

Ye Tinghua's voice turned cold again, "Do you really think that there is no one around me who can beat you?"

Li Wanqing realized that she couldn't tease Ye Tinghua anymore. His Highness seemed to be in a very bad mood tonight, so she blurted out, "If I can give you 100,000 dan of grain now, will you be in the mood to play with me?"

Before Li Wanqing finished her words, Ye Tinghua's cold hands quickly grabbed her neck tightly, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Li Wanqing was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe. She struggled desperately, and the golden bell on her wrist made a rapid sound, which made Ye Tinghua regain a little bit of sanity.

Ye Tinghua gently loosened his grip on Li Wanqing's hand, stretched his hand out of the window and snapped his fingers. Soon the curtain of the carriage was opened a little, and an oil lamp was handed in from outside.

The carriage was instantly lit up. Li Wanqing was breathing heavily, but she didn't seem angry. She calmed her breath, revealed her two sweet dimples and said, "No one sent me here. I came here to find you on my own."

Ye Tinghua narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked up and down at Li Wanqing in front of him and said, "You are really crazy. You can still laugh in this situation."

Li Wanqing blinked her innocent eyes at Ye Tinghua and asked, "Your Highness, why do you say that?"

Ye Tinghua couldn't help but find it funny, and said with a serious expression, "Because right now, I can strangle you to death with just a flick of my finger, and bury you in this bamboo forest as fertilizer."

Li Wanqing was not afraid at all after hearing this. Instead, she chuckled and said, "Your Highness will not kill me."

Ye Tinghua sneered and said, "Why do you say that?"

Li Wanqing's pretty face turned slightly red, her eyes fixed on Ye Tinghua's, and she said word by word, "Because, Wanqing likes His Highness."

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