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”… The regular Xuanji gate pass is way too low level!” Meng Fuyao smiled.
A gust of wind blew by, and the cover of the gold invitation tablet flipped open, revealing its contents; handwritten by Xuanji's leader and stamped with the imperial jade seal.
The gate guard let out a startled ”Ah,” his mouth gaping wide open.
Meng Fuyao glanced into his open mouth briefly and said, ”You seem to have inflammation of the tonsils, perhaps you have tonsilitis? I recommend gargling your mouth with a mixture of honeysuckle and seawater.”
The guard immediately shut his mouth, letting out another cry as he bit his tongue.
The entire room was still in shock, but the prince regained his composure the fastest. He scanned Meng Fuyao's invite quickly and immediately stepped up and said, ”My officers are ignorant and disrespected King Meng, I hope that King Meng does not deem it as intentional.”
Meng Fuyao smiled and replied, ”I dare not, I dare not, your nation is humble and respectful, a true model of grace, it's heartbreaking, hehe, heartbreaking indeed.”
The entire room was filled with confused and ashamed faces as the prince tried to resolve the situation, and ushered Meng Fuyao into the inner room to rest. He glanced at Zhangsun Wuji who was wearing a mask and standing behind Meng Fuyao, and said, ”Are these two your bodyguards? Please enter together…”
Meng Fuyao immediately turned around and bowed solemnly. ”Your Highness the Crown Prince, please go first.”
All of the Xuanji officials were now frightened motionless, and the prince froze for a second as well. However, his reaction was fast, and with a swish of his sleeves, he quickly turned around and bowed deeply at Zhangsun Wuji, this time bowing for an even longer period of time. ”Please forgive this ignorant prince… that was… truly disrespectful…”
Zhangsun Wuji smiled slightly and said, ”It's fine, it's fine, we would have to bother Your Highness with lending us two horses since there are still several hundred miles before we arrive at Tong City. Although King Meng and myself do not mind walking, I'm afraid your reputation will be affected.”
”Your Highness, you're too serious!” The Prince was clearly suspicious as to why the two didn't even have horses, yet did not ask and immediately ordered his men to prepare some horses for them. He tried to diffuse the awkward tension in the air and smiled. ”My twelfth brother has already gone ahead to receive you two, have you not met him?”
”Oh?” Meng Fuyao sat down slowly and lifted a leg on the chair. ”Did we? We only met a robber who robbed us of both our horses.”
”Did something like that really happen!” The prince was stunned for a moment, anger flashing between his eyes as he shouted, ”Who would dare to rob the Crown Prince and King Meng in broad daylight, and right before the borders? Are the people of Xuanji that useless?”
”That's right.” Meng Fuyao sighed and sipped at her tea. Suddenly, she slammed the cup down and said, ”With regards to the unjust humiliation and shock that I've received at the borders, I can only seek Your Highness for help, please take on this responsibility and seek justice for us.”
”Naturally.” The prince finally noticed something wrong with her words. His eyes flashed, but his face remained expressionless as he said, ”I'll immediately order the border troops to conduct a thorough investigation and give King Meng and the Crown Prince an answer, and bring the robber to justice…”
”Robbery—”
A loud yell from outside cut all conversation and everyone raised their heads as they watched a cloud of dust rise from outside, and in the dust, a group of fearsome soldiers on horses carrying red flags rushing after a group of people. The people from this group were all grabbing on to their robes and running frantically, abandoning all armor. Some already had their legs bare and the person that was shouting was stumbling forward behind them, constantly falling under the attacks of the horsebacked soldiers.
Everyone started looking carefully, could this be the group of bandits that had robbed the Crown Prince and King Meng earlier, striking another poor victim? How vicious these bandits were, slashing the victims' pants—
The prince suddenly shouted, ”Twelfth brother!”
Everyone jumped in fright, realizing that the disheveled figure covered in bloodstains in front of them was not the beloved Twelfth Prince, so who was he?
Meng Fuyao had already jumped up and shouted as she pointed out of the window, ”The robber is here, the robber is here! That's them! That's them!”
While she was shouting inside, the Twelfth Prince was shouting outside, ”Eleventh brother, someone robbed me—someone robbed me—”
Meng Fuyao suddenly stopped shouting.
Eleventh Prince!
Notorious for bribing governments and underhanded assassinations, the one that had chased after Hua Yan for thousands of miles and killed him in her territory!
It was actually this simply dressed, well-mannered guy?
Meng Fuyao gritted her teeth.
Why was it that all the offspring of the Empress of Xuanji were all born actors?