Originally, Shen Weixi was skeptical of this seemingly unreliable theory.
"Retreat? Are you kidding ? Did Yue’er travel so far to Qishan just for a retreat? Would you believe it if it were you? I definitely don’t believe it!"
Facing the doubts, Xiange remained calm and composed, asking in return, "Why can’t it be for a retreat?"
With unwavering confidence, Shen Weixi replied, "Of course it’s because Yue’er ca to participate in the hunt to outshine everyone, excel over the heroes, stand out, and make a na for herself!"
"As for retreating, can it not be done at any other ti? Why must it be now?"
Xiange stayed unfazed and carried an air of righteousness, "Would our Princess care for such superficial fa?"
Shen Weixi: "Well..."
It sounded sowhat reasonable? Her Yue’er isn’t soone so superficial and fa-seeking. Her favorite thing is Silver!
"Moreover, who in the Qishan camp hasn’t already heard of our Princess’s noble na?"
"This..."
"What’s more, our Princess has a keen interest in Qihuang skill, and upon encountering rare dicinal herbs, she naturally ought to study them thoroughly."
"This..."
Shen Weixi thought about it carefully and realized it was true!
Talking about making a na, Yue’er had already amazed everyone! The later part of the hunt seed unimportant now?
Speaking of dical skills and pharmacology, she indeed had a fascination with those toxic herbs.
Ultimately, Shen Weixi was convinced about Yun Ran’s retreat and would co daily to ask:
Has she co out today?
Every ti, the answer was: It might take a few more days.
This ti, Shen Weixi directly brought a seat and table over, and laid out lons, fruits, and fine wine, sitting in anticipation of Yun Ran’s ergence from retreat.
Xiange silently glanced at Shen Weixi, who was holding the Nightlight Cup, sipping grape wine, and occasionally composing poems, twitching her mouth subtly: "Miss Shen, why not go back and wait?"
Shen Weixi shook the wine in her hand, "I’m just idle anyway, whether waiting back there or waiting here, isn’t it the sa? Besides, since I’m here already."
Xiange: "..."
Is she planning to stay here indefinitely?
Shen Weixi kicked the sack beside her, "I also brought a tent; I’ll stay here tonight, and from now on, I’ll protect Yue’er."
Xiange: "..."
Why didn’t she just move the whole camp here?
Finally, a dog’s bark echoed fiercely, startling a terrified Shen Weixi, sending her fleeing.
Xiange watched Shen Weixi’s retreating figure, reached out to pat the dog’s head, "It truly takes one to subdue another."
"Woof woof——"
The dog proudly raised its head so high it could almost touch the sky, feeling quite pleased, when suddenly the Crown Prince arrived, accompanied by an Imperial Physician carrying a dicine chest.
Xiange stepped forward a few steps, discreetly blocking the path, "Greetings to the Crown Prince."
The Crown Prince’s face was like fine jade, his expression gentle and warm, yet unable to conceal worry between his brows, "Three days have passed, how is the Ninth Prince’s condition? Has there been any improvent? Has he recovered? I brought an Imperial Physician over to examine him."
"We are grateful for the Crown Prince’s concern. Our Prince is now fine, just requires so quiet recuperation."
"Hmm, that’s good, I’ll go in to see him."
As the Crown Prince spoke, he naturally raised his foot to step past Xiange, intending to go inside, only to be blocked by Xiange’s swift move, "Please wait, Crown Prince!"
"How dare you be disrespectful to the Crown Prince!"
The guards beside the Crown Prince imdiately drew their swords, glaring angrily at Xiange.
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