Chapter 239: Chapter 182: Leisurely, Wonderful Times

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand was exceptionally angry at the moment, looking at those two disappointing disciples, utterly vexed.

Look at them, they were won over by these things, it was enough to make him die of anger.

However, his two disciples seemed completely oblivious to their master’s nasty face and excitedly suggested, “Master, why don’t we roast the meat for lunch! Leave some to dry and make into cured meat, otherwise, it won’t keep well and could spoil.”

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand glared fiercely and shouted irritably, “Eat, eat, eat, all you know is eating.”

Ordinarily, when they saw the master, they were as nervous as mice seeing a cat.

But now that their little junior sister had returned, the situation was entirely different.

Though their master wore a sour face, he might very well be delighted inside.

“Master, it’s rare for our little junior sister to come back, please don’t be angry. I’ll go prepare the grill now,” Ruoxi’s second senior sister said quickly with a smile.

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand glanced at Ruoxi, his anger only growing, and couldn’t help but say, “Your second senior sister says it’s rare for you to visit, and it’s not even far away. Have you already forgotten about me as your master?”

Ruoxi quickly acted coyly, “Master, how could that be? I’ve been busy with business and really don’t have much time.

When I make a fortune, I’ll definitely show my filial piety to you. By the way, do you know who has come to the Capital City?”

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand was taken aback, “Who?”

“Sword Shadow Residual Wind, he even gave me a Sword Manual and said you should visit the Capital City to catch up when you have time,” Ruoxi said.

“He’s come to the Capital City? And gave you a Sword Manual?” The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand was shocked.

“He came to the Capital City to protect Chunyu Che.”

Actually, she always felt there was a reason why someone like him would attach himself to Chunyu Che.

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand nodded, “You’re fortunate, someone like him, he’s never liked anyone in his entire life, yet he gave you a Sword Manual, how rare! Make sure to learn well.”

Ruoxi smiled and said, “Got it, Master.”

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand sighed, “I didn’t expect someone like me, practically buried in the dirt, to still have a chance to meet him again.”

“Master, you’re still young,” Ruoxi said disapprovingly.

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand finally let out a small smile, “Alright, stop flattering your master.

It’s a crisp autumn day, let’s go out for a walk and see if we can hunt some game to roast together.”

Ruoxi clapped her hands excitedly, “Okay.”

Jun Moling brought Mi Yi along this time, while Ruoxi brought Chuntao over.

They left Chuntao with Ruoxi’s second senior sister and third senior brother at home to prepare the food for roasting, while the four of them went out to hunt.

They called it hunting, but it was more like a casual stroll to relax.

Mi Yi and Xueyan’s engagement was set, but Xueyan always felt her identity was special and was afraid of gossip, so she was unwilling to be with him in public.

This left Mi Yi helpless, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

When he was leaving the Prince Mansion and saw Chuntao walking alongside the Princess Consort, he couldn’t help but feel a little regret.

With his busy life, he rarely had a chance to spend time alone with Xueyan. He thought he’d have the opportunity this time, but it wasn’t her, she mustn’t have wanted to come.

He had followed his master for many years and was greatly influenced by him, always believing that one should seek a wise wife, not just focus on appearances.

When the Princess Consort first brought those three maids, they were all charming beauties.

But at first sight, he was attracted to Xueyan’s delicate and gentle appearance.

Upon reflection, most men indeed prioritize visual attraction, which is somewhat shallow.

Upon deeper thought, maybe his master couldn’t avoid this commonality either!

If he had known back then that the girl who saved him wasn’t good-looking, perhaps he wouldn’t have kept such a deep longing for so many years, bearing the pain of yearning.

At this moment, watching his master and mistress strolling leisurely in the countryside like a perfect couple, was very pleasant to his eyes.

He genuinely felt happy for his master, who after enduring many hardships, finally saw the end of his suffering.

“Shh”

Ruoxi suddenly shushed, and Jun Moling looked over, spotting a pair of wild pheasants in the grass.

Ruoxi skillfully drew her bow and nocked an arrow, and with a swift “whoosh,” the arrow shot out and pierced through both wild pheasants, making them fall to the ground.

“The Princess Consort’s archery skills have truly reached perfection,” Mi Yi couldn’t help but exclaim.

After speaking, he quickly put the two pheasants into the basket.

The Ghostly Trace Divine Hand, not far away, snorted coldly, “Though you have genius talent, your slyness will prevent you from achieving greatness.”

Ruoxi stamped her foot in anger, “Master, no one talks about their disciples like that.”

Jun Moling let out a low chuckle and said gently, “Master, I don’t think that way. I believe that happiness is the most important thing, as long as Ruoxi is happy.”

Shen Ruoxi listened to her husband’s words and playfully made a funny face at her master.

Ghostly Trace Divine Hand pretended to huff childishly at Shen Ruoxi, but was actually pleased inside.

The husband that her little disciple found seems quite reliable for now, at least at the moment, he’s completely focused on her.

“Shh”

This time, it was Jun Moling who placed his finger on his lips and softly shushed.

Following her husband’s gaze, Shen Ruoxi looked over and saw a sika deer calmly grazing not far away in the bushes.

Its elegant silhouette was partially hidden in the underbrush, its coat shimmering with a captivating luster under the sunlight.

However, its belly was quite round.

Jun Moling quietly raised his bow and arrow, aiming at the sika deer.

However, Shen Ruoxi gently pressed his hand down and suddenly whistled, scaring the deer into fleeing quickly.

Jun Moling was puzzled and put down the bow and arrow, “Why did you do that, my dear?”

Shen Ruoxi glanced at him, “She’s expecting offspring.”

Jun Moling suddenly understood, so that was it. Thankfully, his wife reminded him; it would have been a mistake to shoot it.

Ghostly Trace Divine Hand huffed again, seemingly thinking Jun Moling was a fool who understood nothing.

Jun Moling shook his head to himself; the renowned Prince Zhan, Jun Moling, a prodigy of his youth, with an exceptional memory, and brilliance in every aspect, yet still despised by some.

After wandering around the wilderness, the four of them returned with quite a haul, having caught a few wild chickens and hunted some rabbits.

Back at home, the others had already set up the grill, and the meat was cleaned and cut.

Upon Mi Yi’s return, he busied himself with preparing the wild chickens and rabbits, while the others started grilling the meat.

Chuntao didn’t have a fondness for Mi Yi, thinking he was as dark as charcoal, tall and robust.

Though he looked decent enough, his perpetually stern face always gave Chuntao the feeling that his fists, as big as sandpots, could fall on her at any moment.

So, taking advantage while her seniors were focused on grilling, Chuntao lowered her voice and said to Shen Ruoxi, “Miss, is Xueyan really going to marry that Mi Yi?”

Shen Ruoxi couldn’t help but laugh, “The Prince’s subordinate has excellent character; Xueyan marrying him won’t be a mistake.”

“But I always feel like his temper isn’t good,” Chuntao muttered quietly.

“Enough, their feelings are mutual, let’s not meddle and quickly go help,” Shen Ruoxi said.

Chuntao gave an “Oh,” and hurried over to help with grilling the meat.

Soon, the aroma of the meat wafted everywhere, and Shen Ruoxi handed the first grilled piece to her master, “Master, eat it while it’s hot.”

Though her disciple was usually mischievous and occasionally disobedient, she was truly filial.

Ghostly Trace Divine Hand accepted the grilled meat, full of satisfaction, “You all eat too.”

While enjoying the grilled meat given by his disciple, his eyes remained on Jun Moling.

Seeing Jun Moling, despite being a prince, completely disregard his status, personally grilling meat and promptly handing it to his little disciple, made him increasingly satisfied.

Before long, Mi Yi had also cleaned and cut several chickens and rabbits, placing them on the grill to continue cooking.

During the meal, everyone ate heartily, their bellies swelling with fullness.

Of course, they couldn’t finish all the food, so Shen Ruoxi casually packed some to take back for the other two maids to taste.

When it was finally time to leave, Mi Yi surprisingly wrapped a whole grilled chicken in paper and tucked it into his bosom.

Shen Ruoxi looked at Chuntao.

Chuntao understood her miss’s meaning—it implied that this big guy might be reliable, as he thought of Xueyan while keeping some grilled chicken for himself.

At that moment, Chuntao felt he was alright.

As the time for departure drew near, Ghostly Trace Divine Hand’s face was full of reluctance, hoping they could stay a few more days.

Thinking back, since Shen Ruoxi was a child, she had been by his side, watching her grow up bit by bit and being together every day. Now, it was so hard to see her.

“Master, are you not coming with us now? Why don’t you stay at the Prince Mansion for a few days? You can even meet Senior Sword Shadow Residual Wind,” Shen Ruoxi said.

“I’ll come the day after tomorrow; there’s still some matters to handle, and the mountain roads are difficult. Please be careful,” Ghostly Trace Divine Hand advised.

Shen Ruoxi nodded in agreement, and the group slowly departed.

As soon as Shen Ruoxi returned to the Prince Mansion, Xia Lian hurried over, “Princess Consort, something major has happened at the Shen Mansion.”

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