Yang Ye descends from the mountain, his forehead slick with sweat. In this scorching weather, he's lost his usual royal grace and poise, manifesting the mundane qualities of an ordinary man.
Qiao Xiaomai hands him a bowl of iced fruit smoothie. "Try this, Your Highness."
Unlike the future world, where a great variety of fruit is available, the smoothie contains only some mulberries, peaches, apricots, and dates.
Nonetheless, Yang Ye doesn't mind. He takes the large bowl, grabs a spoon and starts to eat hungrily.
The icy sweet fruit cools his heated body. He squints his eyes in satisfaction and comments, "Not bad."
With a smile, Qiao Xiaomai asks, "Where is Prince Duan?"
"Still on the mountain with Cen Hong, planning the exploration of the secret tunnel," replies Yang Ye.
"Ah, I see," responds Xiaomai. "I might join them after lunch."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ye glances at her and nods in approval, "Okay."
