Prince An strolled along the palace wall, unhurried, until he turned a corner and could no longer see the other five people, then he quickened his pace to catch up with Fang Ruotang.
He couldn't wait for the other five old thieves to react.
"Little Sixth Sister".
Prince An called out to Fang Ruotang, who had just boarded the carriage.
Fang Ruotang stiffened, thinking the six people had caught up. She slowly turned around and saw that only Prince An was there. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then smiled and asked, "Brother Ziqi, is there something you need?"
"There is indeed something going on."
"What's wrong? Can I help you?"
Prince An frowned slightly, and Fang Ruotang took the bait.
"There's a hunting ground in the manor, but the animals there are multiplying too quickly. I'd like to ask you to come with me to hunt some game to help curb their growth. Is that alright?"
Fang Ruotang's eyes lit up. "You're going to take me hunting?"
"Yes! Just the two of us, okay?"
"Okay, okay!"
Fang Ruotang readily agreed, her face beaming with joy, completely oblivious to the fact that a hunting ground with an excessive population was beyond the reach of the two of them.
"Do you want to go back and hold your little white dog?"
"Yes, yes!"
The horse that the Crown Prince found for Fang Ruotang was of pure blood and had a docile temperament. It took a lot of manpower, resources, and money to buy it from a grassland tribe.
It is said that this mare was originally intended by the tribal chief to be used for training his six-year-old princess.
He wouldn't deliberately get Fang Ruotang a horse inferior to Xiaobai just because he was jealous. In his opinion, Fang Ruotang deserved the best.
Regardless of whether he gave it to me or not.
Prince An quickened his pace without making a sound. The two rode Little White to the Prime Minister's residence and left the city. Only then did Prince An feel at ease.
Fang Ruotang sat on Xiaobai's back, looking at Prince An who was leading the horse for him, and then at the long road ahead.
"Brother Ziqi, I'd better go to the hunting grounds to play!"
"good!"
Prince An whistled, and the fine horse that had been being led by servants behind him immediately galloped toward him.
Prince An stroked the back of the horse and said to Fang Ruotang, "Brother Ziqi will take you, and Xiaobai will have the servants lead it to the hunting grounds."
"Okay!" Fang Ruotang obediently complied.
Prince An supported her waist and lifted her directly onto the horse's back. Then he flipped himself onto the horse and shouted "Giddy up!" The horse galloped off at a steady pace.
Fang Ruotang was first surprised, then exclaimed with delight, "Wow, is this what it feels like to ride a horse at full gallop? No wonder my older sisters always laugh so happily when they ride horses."
"Should we go faster?"
"Okay, okay!"
Prince An spurred his horse, and the steed accelerated, accompanied by Fang Ruotang's cheerful laughter.
This was the first time Prince An had held his sixth little sister so intimately, and he dared not have any romantic thoughts.
After all, on the galloping horse, he dared not relax even for a moment, for fear that if he waved his arms and legs, Ruotang would fall off the horse.
After riding for a while, Prince An was worried that Fang Ruotang's body might not be able to handle riding a horse for the first time, so he quickly switched to the carriage that was following closely behind them.
"I think I'm doing alright." Fang Ruotang was still having a great time and reluctant to leave.
“Your skin is delicate, and this is your first time riding a horse. The inner thighs are most prone to chafing. Besides, you’ll be learning to ride when we get to the hunting grounds. Let’s save some energy, okay?”
"Alright! I'll do whatever Brother Ziqi says."
Fang Ruotang's interest was interrupted, but she listened to the advice. In addition, Prince An had made ample preparations, and there were even her favorite pastries on the carriage.
She had only eaten two pieces when the restless Little Mirror made her appearance, her voice wistful like that of a complaining woman.
[Such a good opportunity to be alone, if you don't do something, how can you face me?]
Fang Ruotang paused in her bite of the pastry, then thoughtfully began grinding her teeth while glancing at Prince An from time to time, her large eyes filled with unconcealed thoughts.
Prince An smiled knowingly at Xiao Jingzi's encouragement, waiting for Fang Ruotang to take the initiative.
What is Brother Ziqi thinking about? He's smiling so beautifully.
[He's definitely thinking about you. Quick, go and shut him up. I can't stand seeing him smile so happily.]
Fang Ruotang: ...
You really can't tell the difference between the two kings. Aren't you afraid that when they return, they'll put you in the furnace to be remade?
So you're going to betray me?
"...What are you saying! We're such good friends, do you think I'd betray you? You underestimate me. No, I definitely wouldn't. We're the best of friends in the world."
[I knew you were the best to me. Enough with the small talk, let's get to work. This is a rare opportunity, so you need to be proactive, okay?]
Fang Ruotang pouted.
But after thinking about it for a while, he dawdled and slowly moved closer to Prince An.
"Brother Ziqi, this pastry is so delicious, do you want to try some?" Fang Ruotang's mind had been stuffed with a lot of shady stories by the little mirror, but she couldn't quite put them into practice. She awkwardly found a topic to talk about and even stupidly held up the pastry she had bitten into.
But they couldn't resist Prince An's cooperation.
He lowered his head slightly, leaned closer to the pastry, and asked, "Brother Ziqi just held the horse reins and didn't wash his hands. Little Sister Liu, could you feed your brother some?"
"Huh?" Fang Ruotang stole a glance at Prince An's seductive smile, thinking of some plots she had read in novels before, but looking at the dirty pastry in her hand, she was afraid that Prince An would spit it out in disgust, so she took another piece and put it to Prince An's lips.
Prince An took a small bite, frowned, and said, "This doesn't taste very good."
"Really?" Fang Ruotang looked at the two identical pastries.
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