While Ji Fengyao was reading the late emperor's edict,

Wuhen started showing off in front of Xique again, spitting as he spoke: "...That Crown Prince was probably planning to rebel. When the Prince and I arrived, he was arrogantly lecturing our soldiers and the remaining stragglers of the Chen family. But then our Prince said one sentence, and four-fifths of the army in front of the Crown Prince left. That guy was stunned and speechless for a long time. It was so ridiculous!"

The magpie and the white dew laughed so hard they bent over, creating a joyful and lively atmosphere.

Having already decided to leave the capital and already outside of it, Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye were too lazy to care about the infighting between Shang Xiche and his son Shang Dongyang anymore.

"Little wife, let's go," Shang Xiye said in an incredibly gentle voice as he saw Ji Fengyao carefully rolling up the late emperor's edict, reaching out to take her soft little hand.

Having shed the layers of shackles that bound him, Shang Xiye felt completely relieved;

From body to soul, it felt as if I had been reborn and freed.

His holding hands with his young wife meant a lifetime together.

From that moment on, the world was vast, and he and she went to the ends of the earth, inseparable through life and death.

Moreover, because of the benefits he received from the mysterious old man, Ji Chi would occasionally turn over the object these past two days, vaguely conveying to him that he was about to awaken.

Once it wakes up, he will definitely ask it about its past life.

No matter what, he will never let his wife bear it all alone again.

He lost her in his past life, and he is determined to protect her in this life!

Ji Fengyao was unaware that in just a moment, Shang Xiye's mind was already racing. When she saw the relaxed yet even more tender and doting light in his eyes, her heart also felt sweet. She handed the late emperor's edict back to him, then leaned against him softly and sweetly agreed, "Okay, Your Highness, let's go."

Shang Xiye nodded slightly and used her spiritual power to whisper "Ghost Face".

Guimian, who was lying on the top of a big rock on the mountaintop, sunbathing with his belly up, heard Shang Xiye's call. His two ears perked up immediately, and then he flipped over and jumped up in a second.

"Roar—!"

Ghost Face let out a domineering roar, summoning his henchmen.

"Awooo—!"

Upon hearing the Ghost Face issue the command, the Ancestral Beast was the first to roar in response.

Since acknowledging Ghost Face as his leader, he has also reaped enormous benefits;

He now obeys Ghostface's orders without question.

"Awoo!"

"Awooo! Awooo!"

Immediately following, the monsters below roared in response.

Led by the imposing Ghost Face, the demon beasts rose and followed, rushing out of the forest in a grand procession towards the place where Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao were.

The Chen family army outside the woods had not yet dispersed.

All the soldiers: "!!!"

Holy crap, what's with this group of ferocious wild beasts coming to the outskirts of Beijing!

The soldiers gripped their swords and raised their guns;

Everyone was preparing for a fierce battle with these ferocious beasts, but Ghost Face, without even glancing at them, walked straight past them with his head held high... straight past them...

Then, the ancestral beast, with its wings tucked in and its two thick legs swaying, quickly passed in front of the soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, more and more ferocious beasts passed right by them.

The soldiers: "..."

They all gripped their knives and spears, frozen in place.

Shang Dongyang and Wang Jian had already ridden their horses for some distance ahead.

Shang Dongyang was cursing Shang Xiye: "Damn Ninth Prince, when I get back I will definitely give that brute a good dressing down!"