Love at First Sight, Chapter 72 My name is Zhao Yuntao.

In the guest room of the Third Prince’s Manor, the doors and windows were tightly shut, and only a single red candle burned quietly on the table.

This was a night that Zhao Yuntao would remember for the rest of her life, a night that forever changed the course of her destiny.

At this very moment, no one could have imagined how crucial this second-class maid would become in the future.

The air around Zun Yi’s lips and nose was saturated with a heady scent. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, his thoughts were completely beyond his own control.

The only thing he could be certain of was that the woman before him was not Wen Yueqing—he knew he hadn’t harmed her.

Yet, a fierce hope ignited within him: if it had been her, perhaps it would have been even better.

“Your Highness…” Her voice trembled, mingling a trace of sobs with a hint of delight.

A Tao called to him softly.

Pain and an unfamiliar, strange sensation wracked her body, and A Tao had no idea what to do next.

Listening to her gentle, watery voice, Zun Yi felt that although it was unfamiliar, it was pleasing to the ear.

But he could not concern himself with such thoughts; there was no way to consider her feelings now.

Though he had never experienced this before, it was as if he was born knowing what to do. Guided by primal instincts, he found immense pleasure in the act.

Now he could only lie quietly at her side, his mind emptied, resting.

A Tao, too, rested for a long while. Shyly, she turned to gaze at Zun Yi. This delicate and handsome prince was now her husband.

Sometimes, falling for someone was just that simple—she knew she liked Zun Yi.

“Your Highness, my name is A Tao,” she said, her eyes full of gentle allure.

“Mm.” After that wild, unconscious night, Zun Yi’s mind had finally cleared, though his body still felt weak and he had no wish to rise.

“Don’t worry, I will take responsibility for you. What is your family name?” He turned to look at A Tao, a sense of guilt gnawing at him.

Having taken her innocence so roughly, he could not simply abandon her.

A sense of relief washed over him—at least he hadn’t done this to Wen Yueqing. The more he thought about it, the more he pitied A Tao.

“My birth name is Zhao Yuntao. I have been an orphan since childhood, with no other family. Fortunately, the Third Prince took me in and allowed me to serve as a second-class maid in the household,” she said softly, looking at him.

“Come back with me to my manor. From today on, you will be my Lady Beauty Zhao. I will care for you for the rest of your life.” After some thought, Zun Yi bestowed a rather high status upon her.

At his words, A Tao sat up in excitement, modestly covering herself.

“Thank you for your great kindness, Your Highness. I am willing to devote my entire life to you,” she declared with conviction.

Life is short, and rare is the person willing to cherish you. A Tao felt deeply grateful. She vowed in her heart to love this one man for the rest of her days.

Feeling his strength return, Zun Yi pulled up his trousers and donned his robe. He needed to find Zun You.

“Dress yourself and wait here. You’ll be called when it’s time to leave.”

He had already stepped off the bed and spoke to her gently.

“Yes, I understand,” A Tao replied, her heart brimming with new affection for him.

But Zun Yi could hardly bear to meet her gaze; after all, he didn’t truly like her.

Seeing the hope in her eyes, a complex mix of emotions welled up within him.

The way A Tao looked at him was reminiscent of how he gazed at Wen Yueqing. At that moment, he realized perhaps he and A Tao were the same—each loving someone who could not return it.

This thought left a bitter taste in his heart.

Zun Yi pushed open the door and stepped outside, where Liu Jiu and Wang Xi waited at a distance.

Wang Xi had no idea why his master was here, or how he had ended up favoring a maid when he had said he was going to see Miss Wen. His mind was full of questions, but he dared not voice any of them and simply followed behind Zun Yi.

If the master wished you to know something, he would tell you; if not, you could never ask, even on pain of death.

“Your Highness, the Third Prince is waiting for you in the study,” Liu Jiu said, hurrying over to salute as soon as Zun Yi emerged. Liu Yi had already instructed them—once Zun Yi came out unharmed, he was to be taken straight there.

“Understood,” Zun Yi replied, heading toward the study.

His heart pounded anxiously—how would he explain this? Would his third brother believe him? What about Wen Yueqing—she, too, had been drugged, and the effects were strong. Was she all right now?

He didn’t have time to dwell on it. Soon he stood before Zun You’s study, pausing to take a deep breath. This time, words truly failed him.

Seeing him hesitate at the door, Liu Yi prompted quietly, “Your Highness, please enter.”

“Mm.” Zun Yi nodded, anxiety in his heart, and stepped inside.

Zun You sat at the desk, and the family physician, Doctor Zhang, was already present.

“Brother…” Zun Yi stood before him, at a loss for words, unable to meet his gaze.

“Sit, little brother. We’ll talk this through,” Zun You said calmly, showing no anger. He knew they had been set up and bore no blame for his younger brother.

This was unexpected—Zun Yi had thought he’d be scolded, perhaps even struck. Instead, Zun You simply invited him to sit.

“Yes, brother.” Zun Yi immediately took a seat.

Zun You looked at him and said, “Doctor Zhang, check his pulse and see what symptoms he has—whether there’s any harm to his health.”

“Yes, Your Highness,” Doctor Zhang replied, stepping before Zun Yi.

After a few moments, Doctor Zhang frowned and said, “Your Highness, the harmful energy in your body has almost dissipated. This aphrodisiac is not harmful if expended. However…”

He hesitated.

“What is it?” Zun Yi and Zun You asked in unison.

“For the next month, Your Highness must abstain from intimacy. You are still too young and your vital essence is not yet stable. You must control your desires, abstain for a month, and your health will benefit,” Doctor Zhang instructed seriously.

Zun Yi felt a little embarrassed, but nodded, “I understand.”

“Is there any need for tonic medicines?” Zun You asked with concern.

“No, just eat as normal. Try to eat more fish and meat, but there’s nothing else to worry about,” Doctor Zhang replied after some thought.

“Very well, you may go,” Zun You said. He had considered asking Doctor Zhang to check on Wen Yueqing, but thought she might refuse. From what the doctor said, she only needed to eat more fish and meat to recover.