Shang Xiche was speechless; his cold, stern face suggested he wanted to kill someone on the spot.
This bandit not only showed up uninvited, but also spoke to him in such a tone; it was utterly rude!
But judging from Ji Fengming's appearance, he was clearly summoned by the Ninth Prince;
If he were to punish Ji Fengming for coming uninvited, the Ninth Prince would surely protect him with his life; at that time, he would lose even more face in front of the ministers and envoys.
Shang Xiche was furious, but he could only suppress it, giving the eunuch De beside him a cold glance.
Eunuch De hurriedly stepped forward and said in a shrill voice, "Young Master Anping, what kind of occasion is this? You're being too ridiculous! Get out of here right now!"
"It's just a hunting occasion, what occasion?" Ji Fengming didn't care at all. He strode over to Ji Fengyao's side and pointed at Di Lijunyi and Di Lironghe with the braised pig's trotter he was gnawing on: "As the saying goes, brothers fight tigers together, and fathers and sons go to war together; if they can team up, then we can too."
Seeing that Ji Fengming was fair-skinned and had the air of a spoiled rogue, Di Lijunyi didn't take him seriously at all. She glanced at Ji Fengming and asked, "Are you Princess Chonghe's brother?"
"It's the real deal," Ji Fengming said, holding the greasy pig's trotter. He rolled up his sleeves and brought his slender, fair arm towards Di Lijunyi, teasingly saying with a roguish smile, "If you don't believe me, I can have a blood test with my sister right here and now."
Dili Junyi revealed an even more contemptuous and disdainful smile, and sneered, "No need. Since you want to humiliate yourself, I won't stop you."
After saying that, Di Lijun glanced at Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao, who were dressed in royal robes and fine clothes, and urged them arrogantly and impatiently: "It's getting late. Your Highness Ninth Prince and Princess Chonghe should change their clothes as soon as possible and start."
"No need, no need, it's just a hunt, no need to take it so seriously," Ji Fengyao waved her hand repeatedly.
At this moment, several guards from the Prince's residence led in two horses.
The demon mask, with its jet-black, glossy fur, scurried towards Ji Fengyao on its own.
—It would never admit that it was greedy for the various delicious elixirs on the female master's body;
It went straight for the female master and ignored the male master because the female master was cuter and more likable than the male master!
However, before Ghost Mask's head could even touch Ji Fengyao's arm, Shang Xiye slapped it away: "Didn't I say you're not allowed to touch her!"
"Your Highness, it's alright..." Ji Fengyao was about to touch Ghost Face, wanting to say a few good words for him.
Shang Xiye took her small hand and said softly, "This guy hasn't had a bath in days, don't touch him, he's dirty."
Ghost Face: "...?!"
What? How could you say such a heartless thing?
I'll stroke your hair every day, okay?
"If you ever think about these trivial matters again, your meals will be halved," Shang Xiye transmitted coldly, but his gentle expression towards the little bandit girl remained unchanged.
Ghost Face: "..."
Isn't the little female bandit cute, kind, and generous?
Isn't the elixir refined by the little bandit girl sweet and delicious?
What was wrong with it back then, to have such a cunning and unscrupulous master?
Wait, the food is being halved?
The next second, the fierce and imposing ghost mask let out a "whimper" like a husky, pressed its furry head against Shang Xiye's arm, and began to frolic happily.
Ghost Face: I'm not doing this for a couple of bites of food, I'm doing this to survive!
When Dili Junyi and Dili Rong saw that Shang Xiye did not let Ji Fengyao ride his warhorse, a cruel smile flashed across their eyes: Ghost Face was too fast, and they had racked their brains about it last night.
In retrospect, they were overthinking it.
The hunting horn sounded, and the curtain of the hunting grounds was drawn back from the outside.
The young soldiers from both countries, who had been eagerly anticipating their challenge on horseback, shouted in unison, spurred their horses, and the horses galloped away like arrows.
Ji Fengming and Ji Fengyao, brother and sister, rode two tall chestnut horses, trailing far behind the main force;
Ghost Mask carried Shang Xiye, slowly following beside the two.
Di Lirong, who claimed she would keep an eye on Shang Xiye the whole time, and her five or six maids walked slowly beside the group.
As the group reached the foot of the mountain and the edge of the forest, Di Lirong and Liang Sheng reminded them, "Ninth Prince, Princess Chonghe, you should separate; or, we can all stroll together in this forest, and you can give up hunting and simply admit defeat later."
"You're dreaming," Ji Fengyao slightly turned her horse around, tilted her head, and looked up at Shang Xiye on the back of the ghost mask, saying, "Your Highness, my brother and I will go to the left first. We'll meet here in two hours. Good luck to you too!"
Shang Xiye tightened his half-curled fingers, his deep voice revealing a hint of worry: "Yes, you all need to be careful."
"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I'm here." Ji Fengming finally got a chance to protect his sister, and he was so happy that he pounded his chest loudly.
After saying that, the brother and sister turned their horses around and led five or six guards dressed as ordinary servants into the woods on the left.
Among these bodyguards dressed as guards was Hu Ji.
Shang Xiye rode on his ghost-faced horse, leading seven or eight ordinary guards into the right-hand forest.
Seeing that Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao had successfully separated, Di Lironghe smiled triumphantly. She spurred her iron-hoofed horse and, with her people, caught up with Shang Xiye, deliberately calling out in a sweet, loud voice, "Your Highness, please wait for Ronghe."
Shang Xiye lowered his eyelids, a murderous glint in his eyes.
Damn woman!
He wanted to create a misunderstanding to hurt his wife's feelings.
Shang Xiye calmly transmitted his thoughts, coldly calling out, "Ghost Face!"
Ghost Face immediately understood and roared, "Holy crap, I forgot to eat breakfast this morning, and now I'm starving! I feel like I could eat eight horses, otherwise..."
Ghost Face roared and suddenly turned around to glance behind him.
duang~
The seven iron-hoofed horses carrying Dili Rong and the others suddenly buckled in the front legs and knelt down in unison, their bodies trembling like leaves.
Caught off guard, Di Lirong and her servants tumbled headfirst off their horses, their faces and heads covered in fallen leaves and mud. Di Lirong was nearly stabbed in the face by an arrow that had slipped out of the quiver on her back, and she was so shocked that her face turned pale and her beauty faded.
"Why are you kneeling before me? Are you begging me to eat you?" Ghost Face rolled his eyes with utter disgust, then turned around and strode away with his head held high, saying smugly, "Even if you beg me, I won't eat you, you bunch of thick-skinned idiots!"
By the time Di Lirong had recovered her senses, the ghost mask had already carried Shang Xiye far away.
The few iron-hoofed horses lying on the ground, trembling under the tyrannical power of the ghost-faced man, remained prostrate.
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