From a distance away, the sound of the soldiers marching and their shouts as they were practicing martial arts could be heard. However, the atmosphere in the tent was too quiet.
At this time, it seemed as if both of them were deep in their thought.
He knew that he should explain himself but as he looked at the woman who did not dare to raise her head to look at him, Qin Zhi Hao found that he did not know where to start.
He had composed the words he wanted to say again and again. But none of them seemed to be the right words to say.
After a long silence, Qin Zhi Hao raised his head to look at the girl beside him. His hand tightened into a fist as if he had made up his mind. Taking a deep breath, he then spoke. "My name is Qin Zhi Hao."
Yu Feng finally looked up when she heard him speaking.
"I am the Emperor's seventh son and I was bestowed with the title, Prince Yi."
Yu Feng blinked as she heard his title.