Chapter 39 The formidable fox spirit bows in submission: "Your Highness is truly extraordinary..."
The fox took over the soft couch with the palm print on it, then rolled up the blanket and put it under his head. Now he could lie comfortably sprawled out in the carriage.
"I want to eat chicken, any kind of chicken will do." The fox poked Tinglan's waist, and began to boss him around as if it were perfectly natural.
The man with the palm seal was forcibly confined to the couch, forbidden from looking at the files, only able to watch the fox roll around, yet his eyes were still full of doting affection. "Your Highness, there are many inconveniences on the journey. We don't have Your Highness's favorite roast chicken, only smoked chicken. Is that alright?"
"Any chicken will do." The fox nodded, indicating great satisfaction.
Ji Qing finally got to eat the chicken he had been longing for. With a chicken leg in his mouth, he leaned against the window and looked out, his eyes darting around warily. Although he had been looking for a long time and still couldn't figure out what was going on, he remained stubborn, afraid that Tinglan would drag him back to the palace again.
"Where are we going? I don't recognize this place, but I feel like I've been here before. You're not thinking of sending me back, are you?"
"Your Highness is overthinking it. Since I have promised Your Highness, I will not go back on my word."
Hearing this, the fox was delighted. He leaned back and rested his head on Tinglan's lap, showering her with sweet words as if they were free: "Tinglan, you're the best. I love you."
The palm print chuckled upon hearing this, shook his head helplessly, reached out and pinched the little prince's pert nose, and asked gently, "Who was it that said they wouldn't talk to me before, and now they like me again?"
Ji Qing chewed on a chicken leg, looking completely innocent. "I don't know."
"Who was it that kept kicking me that night?"
The fox stuffed the chicken leg into its mouth and pretended to be too busy to speak.
Perhaps people become childish when they are happy. The palm-printed prince and the young prince chatted back and forth without getting annoyed.
Of course, the fox is always very naive.
The Minister of War traveled light for this disaster relief mission. The teams transporting grain and money had already set off, and the Imperial Guards were not wearing official uniforms, but dressed as ordinary military men. At first glance, they looked like ordinary wealthy merchants with a slightly grander presence.
But if you really look closely, you'll find that the people riding on horseback are not ordinary martial arts practitioners. Moreover, the nanmu carriage guarding them is not an ordinary item, although it looks unassuming. When it passes by, a faint fragrance of wood wafts through the air. It is truly a fine carriage.
The convoy was traveling on the official road and had been traveling for a day and a night. There was a checkpoint ahead, so the group reined in their horses and stopped. The leader of the Imperial Guards handed over a document.
The guards at the pass were a few soldiers, standing crookedly. They took the document, glanced at it, but did not return it. Instead, they handed it to the person next to them.
"Where did you come from? Where are you going?"
"They came from the capital and are heading to Yun County."
"Where are you going?"
The Imperial Guard raised an eyebrow, his tone already showing some impatience, "Business."
"Oh, what are you selling? I'd like to take a look."
The Imperial Guardsman drew his sword and blocked the approaching man, coldly saying, "Get lost, you can't stand by and watch."
The man was always arrogant. He cursed under his breath, rolled up his sleeves, and drew the sword from his waist.
A moment later, the Imperial Guards stood outside the Grand Eunuch's carriage, bowing their heads respectfully. "Reporting to the Grand Eunuch, there were some ruffians causing trouble earlier, but it's all over now, and we can continue our journey."
At this moment, the fox was hanging on Tinglan's shoulder, braiding his hair. Hearing people talking outside, it leaned down and whispered in Tinglan's ear, "What happened? Do you need me to take care of it?"
Tinglan was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this, "There's no need for Your Highness to go to such trouble."
"Alright, then I'll let that poor guy's ass off the hook," the fox said with his arms crossed, exuding an air of dominance.
"Yes, Your Highness is very magnanimous," Tinglan said with a smile, stroking the fox's fur.
The fox became even more smug after hearing this and started humming a song.
The Imperial Guards outside the carriage were all martial arts practitioners with sharp ears and eyes. They could naturally tell that there was more than one of their own commanders inside the carriage. Although no one dared to ask who was inside, they couldn't help but speculate.
That sounds like a man's voice...
Chen Yu, the eunuch, isn't in this car either. So... who is this person?
The Imperial Guards were extremely curious and their hearts were pounding. Could it be one of the officials accompanying them? But they hadn't seen this person in the past few days.
The caravan finally stopped in front of the post station. Chen Yu stepped forward, lifted the carriage curtain, and immediately gasped.
No wonder the young prince went missing, but the Grand Secretary suddenly stopped worrying and even sent a message to the palace saying that the young prince was slightly unwell and was not receiving guests. I initially thought it was a delaying tactic with other plans, but it turns out the young prince was in the Grand Secretary's carriage...
But how did Your Highness manage to slip past so many eyes and hide in the carriage?
The fox was completely unaware of the turmoil in Chen Yu's heart. He waved to Chen Yu and happily jumped off the car.
After a long day of travel, the fox's skeleton was about to fall apart. He needed to find a place to run, jump, and eat something delicious.
Tinglan's hair was already combed. In order not to upset the little prince, she kept the braids, but tied them up and put on a hair crown.
He straightened his sleeves and slowly stepped out of the car.
The Imperial Guards outside couldn't help but peek inside, trying to see who was sitting in the carriage, but Chen Yu glared at them and told them, "You silly boys, go do what you're supposed to do."
The fox, clutching his little bundle, jumped off the carriage, looking around curiously. "Have we arrived yet?"
Even with Chen Yu's obstruction, the curiosity of the Imperial Guards remained undiminished. They all appeared to be keeping their eyes down, but in reality, they were secretly glancing in this direction.
When they saw the fox, they were startled at first.
The thirteenth prince had only been in the palace for a short time, and many people did not recognize him, so they were confused and could not guess who he was.
He was young and handsome, and he was holding a small floral bundle in his hand. He was so innocent that it was unbelievable, and his eyes were like pools of water.
Could this be our Sect Leader's godson...? But if he's the Sect Leader's lover, that's also possible. I never expected the Sect Leader to like someone so innocent...
But after thinking it over, something still felt off. This trip was for disaster relief, and given the Master's personality, he certainly wouldn't bring his lover along. So who exactly is he? I really want to know...
The fox had no idea what the others were thinking. He happily walked into the inn, sat down next to his good friend, and started poking at the chopstick holder on the table.
The hall was packed with Imperial Guards. The officials at the post station could tell at a glance that this group was no ordinary people, and they began to serve the dishes with trembling hands.
One of the tables looked the most unusual.
A handsome man with striking good looks sat down with a stunningly good-looking young man. Both were dressed in luxurious clothes, but their relationship seemed neither like brothers nor friends.
Tinglan lowered her head and peeled shrimp for the little prince. After she finished, she piled the red and white shrimp meat into the little prince's bowl.
The fox was stuffing large mouthfuls of roasted chicken into its mouth, and while eating, it handed the best chicken wing to its good friend, saying, "Try it, I don't think these chicken wings are as good as Chen Yu's."
Tinglan took it and took a bite. "It's not as good as Chen Yu's."
After finishing his meal, the young prince went out to play. With Chen Yu and the Imperial Guards watching over him, nothing bad would happen. Tinglan went upstairs to his room, where he had arranged to meet a special guest.
The Imperial Guards, who were sitting under the eaves, secretly taking a few sips of wine, turned around and saw the unidentified young man come out. They quickly hid their wine jugs, bowed their heads and saluted, "Young Master."
The fox blinked. He was already confused about how these people addressed him. Why was it so complicated? They were either calling him "Huangzi" or "Young Master," and they didn't even talk about eating crabs. Why did they have to distinguish between male and female crab roe?
He smiled and waved at the Imperial Guard, revealing his bright white canine teeth.
Chen Yu caught up from behind, holding up the cloak, and muttered, "Please slow down, you haven't put on your clothes yet, don't catch a cold from the wind."
He fussed over tying a cloak around the fox, then stood under the eaves, watching the little prince wander around the courtyard from afar.
"Are you curious about who he is?" Chen Yu glanced sideways at the row of Imperial Guards waiting to hear the gossip.
"You flatter us, Eunuch Chen. We dare not," the Imperial Guards pleaded repeatedly.
Chen Yu smiled and said, "You just need to know that this person is of high status, and serve him carefully. Don't look at what you shouldn't see, and don't know what you shouldn't know."
Chen Yu's words were already quite tactful. To be fair, even if you offend the young prince, the young prince himself won't do anything to you, but what the Grand Secretary will do to you is uncertain.
If you look at it that way, offending the young prince would have a more serious consequence than offending the Grand Secretary. After all, this prince is the Grand Secretary's darling, not to mention he saved his life, which makes it even more serious.
The fox got tired of wandering around outside, so it ran upstairs to find its best friend to sleep with.
The door was locked from the inside, but the fox had the key. As he opened it, he thought to himself, "Hehe, is my best friend taking a shower? Then I'll take this opportunity to go over and touch his chest."
Thinking this, I pushed open the door.
Two people were sitting at the table inside the room: one was a good friend, and the other was a man I had never seen before. The two seemed to be talking in hushed tones.
The fox didn't think anything of it, turned around and closed the door, happily wanting to show Tinglan the beautiful stones he had picked up.
The stranger suddenly blushed and became flustered. "Oh dear, have I disturbed you? I shouldn't have come to visit today."
A smile flashed in Tinglan's eyes. He put down his teacup, stood up, and helped the fox take off its cloak, hanging it aside. "The hot water is ready. You can go now. I still have some things to take care of here."
The stranger behind Tinglan let out a soft gasp of surprise, then immediately realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly covered his mouth.
I was saved! I thought it was someone close to the Emperor, so I said that one thing, and now I'm doomed.
Even the most powerful official has to address him as a servant. Who is this deity? No offense intended, please be magnanimous.
The man, feeling awkward and embarrassed, quickly went up and gave the fox a deep bow.
This bow startled the fox, who stopped abruptly, unsure of what to do, and looked at Tinglan.
"Your Highness, this is Xie Yunchuan, the young general and son of the Protector General."
The fox nodded as if it had suddenly realized something, but in reality it was completely clueless and knew nothing at all.
Xie Yunchuan thought to himself, "Even if Mount Tai collapses before him, his expression remains unchanged. This prince is truly extraordinary. No wonder even the Ninth Prince can sincerely bow down to him."
I must carefully observe his words and actions in the future and learn from and imitate them diligently, so that my dad won't call me a big idiot anymore.
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