"Open the door! I will surely break your back once I come out of this room," Zhu Lin shouted to whom Lei Wanxi had locked in. He was leaning against the door and fanning himself. "First, apologize to me. Say - 'Forgive me, Prince Lei Wanxi. I should not have used the Sixth Prince for my personal causes and should not have troubled him. I should not have called him the 'weakest and brainless man.'" Lei Wanxi pronounced.

"I will never say this. Open the door! How could you trouble a Princess? I will inform the Emperor about this and demand for the strictest punishment for you," Zhu Lin shouted from inside while slamming the door.

"You indeed do not know how to be guilty of your acts! Now, stay here till the late evening," asserted Lei Wanxi and went ahead. He placed his hand on the wooden railing to look at the cloudy sky. The rain started pouring, and he sat on the railing. 'Zhu Lin, you have made the worst enemy of your life. I will annoy you to the extent that you yourself will step back from this marriage,' Lei Wanxi thought.

Zhu Lin sat on a chair there, as she was tired of shouting for almost an hour. Why did she agree to come with Lei Wanxi to the Northern Palace? He lied to her that he would show the only temple in the Palace and instead closed her in a room.

She again stood up and hit the door to open its lock. Lei Wanxi turned to look and smirked. "There is no chance you can break through this door! My blood has been boiling since yesterday. I will create more troubles for you," Lei Wanxi muttered and looked away.

He was busy admiring the beauty of the rain when he heard the banging of the door. He turned back and to his surprise; the door was opened. Zhu Lin was standing at the door with both of her hands on her waist. He closed the fan in his hand and stood up. "How did you..." he paused as Zhu Lin stepped towards her with a broomstick in her hand.

"Throw that away," Lei Wanxi stuttered and stepped back, but was stuck at the railing. He turned to run away when Zhu Lin threw the broomstick towards him and it hit his back.

"Ahh," he screamed. Bringing his hand at his back, he angrily turned towards her and shouted. "You violent woman!" The thunder was heard at the same time, and the two were scowling at each other.

The two marched towards each other and grabbed each other's collars. "Leave my collar, right now," Zhu Lin with a stern expression said.

Lei Wanxi chuckled. "You shall do that first. Your hands might get cut if you do not get your filthy hands off my collars," Lei Wanxi shouted at her. The lightning again struck, but the two did not budge.

"I do not want to raise my hand on you. So, let go of my collar," Zhu Lin said in a threatening voice. "You might get injured and like a crybaby will run to either the Emperor or the Crown Princess," Zhu Lin mocked him.

"No. This time I will hit you, too. Brother Sheng told me that on a battlefield I cannot let go of an enemy just because the enemy is a woman!" Lei Wanxi proclaimed and tightened his grip on the collars of Zhu Lin's Hanfu dress.

"The Crown Prince was indeed right," Zhu Lin stated and swiftly pinned him to the wall. He tried to move away but could not. Zhu Lin indeed was stronger than him but he could not lose against her. The raindrops were hitting the roof of the building where the two were fighting. Far and wide, not a single person could be seen.

Lei Wanxi locked Zhu Lin's leg and swirled them. This time he pinned her to the wall. They kept doing this and did not realize that they were near the stairs when Zhu Lin used her strength and kicked Lei Wanxi. He could not balance himself and fell off the stairs. Zhu Lin widened her eyes and brought her palm over her mouth.

Luckily the building had only 5 stairs. The rain hit his face, drenching him completely. Zhu Lin lifted her skirt slightly and ran down the stairs. Lei Wanxi was crying in pain when Zhu Lin helped him in standing up.

As he stood up, holding his back, he jerked off her arm from his shoulder. She, with a befuddled expression, peered at him. Both were drenched in rain. Lei Wanxi's hand was bleeding while his forehead had bruises this time.

"Forgive me. I did not intend to"

"Shut up! I do not want to even hear your voice," Lei Wanxi stated. "I always thought women were the most beautiful creation of the Almighty but you proved me wrong. Just because your father stood beside mine and always protected him, I will keep quiet. Do not show me your face ever," Lei Wanxi said furiously.

"It was not entirely my fault, Prince Wanxi. You are the one who started all this," Zhu Lin pronounced.

"Indeed, I was a fool to help you," Lei Wanxi said with a stern expression and turned to leave. "Leave this Palace. You do not deserve my gentle and calm brother. Leave him, you do not deserve to be with any man." Lei Wanxi walked away, without listening to what Zhu Lin had to say to him.

She clenched her fists. "How can he say that?" Her chest was falling up and down because of the anger that had built inside her.

Lei Wanxi, while dragging his foot, arrived at the Northern Palace Gate, where the chief Eunuch was telling the workers to delay the work in the temple. Seeing Lei Wanxi, he asked for a bamboo umbrella. A servant handed it to him and he ran towards the Sixth Prince, followed by a few servants.

"Your highness," the Chief Eunuch quickly put the umbrella above the head of Lei Wanxi. He brought him to the pavilion and made him sit on the chair. "Bring the litter. His highness is injured," the Chief Eunuch told the servants who did so. Lei Wanxi got into a litter and was dropped to his chamber.