"They said that if Madam dares to covet the Prince again, they will come and beat her, slash her face," Chun Tao said, sobbing as she lay on the ground. "Besides, I haven't even seen the Prince!"

"You damned bandit! You've gone too far!" Song Huiru was furious. She grabbed the kettle of boiling water that Chunxing was boiling and smashed it against the bronze mirror beside her. "One day, I'll ruin your reputation and tear you to pieces!"

The kettle hit the bronze mirror, instantly causing the lid to fly off and the kettle to dent, splashing water everywhere.

Chun Tao, who was lying on the ground, was drenched by a large spray of water. The scalding water flowed from her scalp onto her bruised face, causing her to scream like a pig being slaughtered. She immediately rolled on the ground in a ball.

Song Huiru was also grazed on the neck by the flying kettle lid, and blood immediately flowed from her right ear and right side of her neck, leaving a cut more than two inches long.

The kettle lid, still dripping with scalding water, splashed onto her neck, instantly causing a series of blisters.

"Ah—!" Song Huiru screamed in fright.

She felt a warm liquid trickling down her neck. Instinctively, she reached up to wipe it, only to find her hand covered in bright red blood. Thinking she was going to die, she rolled her eyes and fainted from fright.

Chunxing stared at the dog for a long time before finally coming to her senses.

She stepped forward to help the unconscious Song Huiru up, but worried about Chun Tao, who was still screaming and looked quite miserable. Terrified, she shouted, "Madam! Chun Tao! Someone come quick!"

The maids below reported the matter of returning to Xiangguan to Ji Fengyao.

Ji Fengyao and her servants were also dumbfounded.

Song Huiru has this kind of crazy move?

Does she really think that if she hurts herself, the prince will take pity on her and come to see her?

"Why bother getting a doctor for someone like that? Just let her suffer in pain forever," Xique pouted with obvious disgust.

Ji Fengyao chuckled and shook her head: "Alright, just have someone find a quack doctor to prescribe a couple of doses for her; otherwise, it won't look good for us if word gets out."

Lin Shuang: "???"

Bai Lu: "???"

Hmm, the princess always starts a show whenever she says so in public;

When did you become so concerned about saving face?

Ji Fengyao said calmly: "Isn't this all for He Ye? If that stupid Song Huiru were to ruin herself now, wouldn't all of He Ye's efforts be in vain?"

The sparrow was puzzled for a long time: "Miss, how come I don't know there's a doctor in the capital called the Mongolian Doctor? Which clinic does he work for?"

Ji Fengyao: "...Pfft!"

The next day, the nine princes set out on their campaign.

Shang Xiye brought only two teams of people.

Not many people from the imperial court came to see them off.

Besides Ji Chenhai and his son, there were only Yuan Zhouhan, the Minister of Justice, and his son, along with a few of his subordinates, and several military officers who had served under Shang Xiye.

The scene was so deserted that even the Kyoto residents who had come to see the heat couldn't stand it anymore and began to voice their condemnation:

"That one in the palace must be sleeping too soundly, and he's rubbing his brain with sleep!"

"Probably because he felt too ashamed to show his face after supporting that lousy and disgraceful Duke Chen last time."

"Oh, don't even mention it. The Chen family is just a joke; when it comes to fighting, we still have to look to the Ninth Prince!"

They were all grown men, and everything that needed to be said had already been said yesterday. Shang Xiye shook hands with a few familiar faces, then, along with two teams of guards, swiftly mounted their horses and left the capital.

Not long after the Ninth Prince left, some observant onlookers noticed:

The Ninth Prince didn't take many people with him;

But today there are so many people riding out of the city, there are four or five groups of them coming and going!