Reborn as the Ninth Prince's Consort in the Inner Chambers

She is the Ninth Prince's Consort, and he is the Seventh Prince. They have nothing to do with each other, yet both wear the same green hat, because the Ninth Prince is having an affair with the Seventh Prince's Consort. At the Lantern Festival, they happen to meet. Instead of finding fellow sufferers in each other, they find sparks flying everywhere. "At a time when every household is lit with lanterns and lovers gather together, shouldn't the Ninth Prince's Consort be hiding in a corner, secretly weeping? What brings you here?" His phoenix eyes gleamed with color, and his manner was recklessly carefree. "If the Seventh Prince can spend every day in high spirits while wearing such a brightly colored hat, why should I make myself miserable?" Her smile was full of mockery, and she did not even spare him a glance. "Simple. Because I don't care." He tilted his head slightly and studied her face with great interest, a childlike playfulness tinting his wicked features. "Heh, I don't care either!" She gave him an exaggerated smile. That night, they discovered something they had in common. They unexpectedly met again outside Misty Rain Villa. "Oh, what a coincidence, meeting the Ninth Prince's Consort here." He folded his arms and squinted his phoenix eyes as he looked her up and down, as if they had not seen each other in years. "Yes. I suddenly felt inspired today and calculated with my fingers that this was an auspicious day for catching someone in adultery. So I came to catch them. What about you, Seventh Prince?" She also narrowed her eyes in a smile, but her lips were drawn so tightly that her cheeks twitched. "Are we connected by a meeting of minds? I was drinking wine with courtesans when I suddenly felt the green hat on my head trembling violently. I figured it was reminding me that I could go catch them in the act." He smiled with wicked allure, speaking righteously despite his completely relaxed expression. "Since that's the case, please go first, Seventh Prince." She raised a hand in gracious invitation, her bearing elegant. "After you, Ninth Prince's Consort." He returned the gesture, and the two of them happily went... to catch someone in adultery! On a vast grassland beneath an endless sky, she spotted him at a glance. "Is the Seventh Prince a dog? How can I run into you even here!" Her face was full of bad luck. Whenever she encountered him, something bad was sure to happen. "If I am a dog, then what are you?" He leaned down from his horse and deliberately brought his face close to hers, delighted by the disgust in her eyes. "Even if I were excrement, I would absolutely be fragrant. Unlike you, Seventh Prince, whose scumbag stench I could smell from a thousand miles away." She gave him a hearty roll of the eyes, then raised her chin and walked away. He slowly straightened up, his phoenix eyes narrowing. This is a one-on-one romance with a lighthearted yet devoted tone, following the Listen-to-the-Wind route. No traps or heartbreak here~~