The sound of horse hooves clattered along the official road. Two fine horses came galloping side by side, raising a cloud of dust wherever they passed. Pedestrians and ox-carts passing by on the official road all kept their distance.

The horses approached, revealing two young men, one red and one white. The young man on the red horse looked about sixteen or seventeen, with handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, and a straight and sharp spirit. The young man on the white horse was only thirteen or fourteen, with red lips and white teeth, and a handsome and amiable appearance. Both men had a rare good appearance, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary young masters.

The younger boy sitting on the white horse was half a horse's length ahead of the chestnut horse. He tightened his hand holding the reins slightly, and the horse slowed down, and then the chestnut horse also slowed down.

"Ayi, the Zheliu Pavilion is just ahead. If you run for another half a cup of tea, you will see the gate of Yunyang City." The young man on the white horse turned around and said with a smile.

The young man called Ayi nodded and frowned, saying, "Go to the city early. The prince and princess returned three days ago. You stayed away for three more days. Think about how to explain to the prince and princess before you go back."

Upon hearing this, the young man on the white horse lowered his handsome face and looked at Ayi pitifully: "Ayi, second cousin, won't you accompany me back?"

Ayi glanced at his cousin unmoved: "The prince and princess are both good-tempered, what are you afraid of?"

The young man on the white horse had a look of innocence on his face: "Let me ask you, are you afraid of your aunt or your uncle?"

Ayi pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The young man on the white horse had a look that said, "I see, it's just as I expected." He said, "That's why people with good tempers are so scary! Because you can't guess what's waiting for you. Besides, my father has always disliked me since I was a child. When I was little, I always thought I was picked up."

Ayi rolled his eyes and said, "The new emperor has ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty. You will be saved. I should be worried about how my second uncle will deal with me."

The young man on the white horse wept, his face bowed and heaving at the horse's fur. "This place is a million miles from the capital. Even if the emperor grants amnesty to the whole country, it won't cover me. I took advantage of his ascension to the throne and sneaked out to play. If he finds out, my fate will be even more miserable."

Ayi sneered: "You still dare to run around knowing this?"

The young man on the white horse was furious and immediately bared his teeth and claws: "You ran away too!"

Ayi coughed lightly. He said seriously, "Alright, Axuan, stop messing around. There seems to be someone in the pavilion ahead. Let's not rest. Let's go back to the city and die sooner rather than later."

Xiao Weixuan changed his previous high-spirited attitude and rode his horse listlessly behind Yun Yi.

"Huh?" Yun Yi's face suddenly changed. He reined in the horse and stopped.

Xiao Weixuan frowned, then immediately calmed down and became alert: "What's wrong?"

Yun Yi's voice trembled a little: "The person in the pavilion in front... seems... seems to be my second uncle..."

Xiao Weixuan placed his hand on his brow and stared intently. His face immediately lit up with joy. He waved his hands in a familiar manner and shouted happily, "Second Uncle Yun. Second Uncle Yun, look here, look here, Ayi is back..."

Yun Yi wanted to strangle Xiao Weixuan, the heartless little bastard, to death.

However, it was too late for Yun Yi to sneak away now, so he could only ride his horse forward.

Standing in the pavilion was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He was tall and straight, and although he was already middle-aged, he was still handsome. He looked at Yun Yi with a half-smile, but said nothing.

Yun Yi lowered his head and dismounted from the horse, then walked obediently to the man and said, "Second Uncle."

Xiao Weixuan followed suit and walked over, smiling and calling out, "Second Uncle Yun."

The man glanced at Xiao Weixuan, paused, then said he dared not, bowed his head and said: "Yun Wenfang greets the prince."

Xiao Weixuan blinked and murmured in a low, plaintive voice, "I've always said that my father didn't love me, and my second uncle didn't love me. I was born into a bad family..."