A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1422 - 1420: It’s All My Fault
Previously on A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace...
By convention, the martial arts class is usually held in the afternoon.
Shih Shaoling didn’t want to wait any longer, so as soon as he entered the palace, he had someone send word to Yue Er, inviting her for an outing and horseback riding.
"Are you sure you want to go at this time?"
Yue Er frowned, still engrossed in her studies.
The messenger was unwavering.
"Indeed, Princess!"
"Our master also said, he... has something to tell the Princess!"
Yue Er’s face flushed instantly, and she couldn’t help but mutter in her heart.
’What words must be said at this time? Is he crazy!’
’Couldn’t he choose a day off?’
Though she hadn’t been diligent in her studies, skipping class was ultimately improper.
If father and mother found out, they might be displeased again.
The Little Eunuch seeing her hesitation, continued.
"Princess, our master has already asked Tai Fu for leave, you need not worry!"
Yue Er felt relieved, sensing a warmth slipping through her heart.
After pondering for a moment, she finally nodded.
"Alright, I’ll go back and prepare!"
Since it was horseback riding, she needed to change into riding attire; if she was to leave the palace, she needed to take people along.
The Little Eunuch was about to withdraw when Yue Er suddenly called him back to ask.
"By the way, is there anyone else?"
The Little Eunuch hurriedly shook his head.
"In reply to the Princess, our master only invited the Princess!"
Yue Er’s face turned inexplicably red again, wondering what on earth he was up to!
...
Since today was not a day off, the racecourse outside the city was exceptionally spacious.
However, the surrounding mountains were clear and the waters shining, the training ground lush and green, making the view expansive and perfect for invigorating galloping.
Though Yue Er’s interest remained high, with her glowing in Red Neon Brocade Riding Attire.
"Are we not here to ride? Let’s go!"
Yue Er exclaimed excitedly.
Seeing her enthusiasm, Shih Shaoling felt rather embarrassed.
"Um... Princess!"
Yue Er impatiently shook her head.
"Don’t waste time, let’s go!"
"Giddyup!"
With a whip in hand, she eagerly spurred her horse into a gallop.
Shih Shaoling: "..."
Is there really a need to be in such a hurry?
He had barely mustered enough courage, wasn’t easy?
He shook his head.
"Alright, let’s ride a few laps first!"
Looks like he’ll have to find another chance to confess later.
Spurred by rivalry, Shih Shaoling was particularly aggressive.
Regardless, today he had to express his feelings.
No matter what, he must bring her home!
...
On the vast, open racecourse, soon appeared two galloping figures.
One red, one black, chasing each other in pursuit.
Their sweat scattered through the wind into the distance, leaving only silent exchanges of glances between them.
Their laughter carried away by the wind, yet the excitement remained deeply etched in their minds.
At this moment, it seemed calm and breezy, yet indeed unforgettable for life.
It wasn’t clear how much time passed before Yue Er finally tired.
She dismounted, drenched in sweat, lying on the grass, gasping for fresh air.
Though Shih Shaoling was also tired, he was only slightly panting, not to the extent she was.
So, he stayed beside her, shielding her from the drifting willow catkins.
"Aren’t you tired?"
Yue Er turned to look at him.
Shih Shaoling shook his head.
"Not tired!"
His mind was elsewhere; in truth, a grand drama played out within him.
’How to confess, how to begin, how to say it?’
’Heavens, such matters, I don’t know how!’
He suddenly felt some irritation.
Yue Er frowned.
"What’s wrong with you? Are you unwell?"
Shih Shaoling shook his head.
"No!"
Yue Er became more puzzled.
"If you’re not unwell, why the face!"
Shih Shaoling’s heart skipped.
’Does my face look bad?’
He skeptically rubbed his stiff face, finally becoming aware.
Indeed, his expression was quite stiff, but what could he do?
"Yue Er!"
He took a deep breath and leaned closer.
Yue Er turned her head to look at him.
"What is it? You’re acting so strange today, do you have something to say?"
Shih Shaoling nodded.
"Yes!"
Yue Er’s heart became excited.
"What is it? I knew you specifically called me out, but not just for riding!"
Shih Shaoling was conflicted inside, his heart pounding, expression rigid, muscles stiff.
Despite rehearsing countless times at home, apparently it didn’t work.
Yue Er waited for a while without his speaking, about to ask further.
At that moment, several men in black suddenly surged from not far away.
"Who are you!"
Yue Er alertly bounced up from the ground.
Shih Shaoling also rose at the same time, instinctively shielding Yue Er behind him.
Yue Er, not a delicate lady, naturally refused; she stubbornly ran to the front to stand alongside him.
The two simultaneously faced the group of black-clad individuals now standing before them.
Shih Shaoling’s expression turned solemn.
"Who are you?"
The group didn’t reply, simply lunging forward to attack.
Shih Shaoling panicked, defending Yue Er while drawing his sword to fight the black-clad men.
Yue Er being no ordinary girl, she drew a long whip from her waist, bypassing Shih Shaoling’s protective circle to attack.
The two fought almost shoulder to shoulder.
...
The black-clad men came in waves, fierce and overwhelming.
Less than half a Shi Chen, both were gradually overpowered.
Shih Shaoling pulled Yue Er back behind him again, softly hinting her.
"You go quickly! Call for reinforcements and save me!"
Yue Er naturally refused, directly glaring at him.
"What nonsense, if I leave, what about you?"
"Don’t worry, these people can’t overwhelm me so quickly; just go!"
With that, he exerted force with one arm, lifting Yue Er entirely.
Suddenly he propelled her out of the black-clad men’s encirclement.
Yue Er angrily shouted.
"Hey hey hey! You’re impressive, huh? Why throw me?"
Shih Shaoling ignored her, turning to continue the fight.
Yue Er fell onto the grass, unharmed.
Struggling up, she didn’t persist, quickly leaving to call for help.
Originally, she had over a dozen Hidden Guards with her, unfortunately only four were brought today.
She had signal flares on her waist, yet changing attire today meant she forgot them.
After all, in the Capital City, under the King’s feet, no one dared harm her for so many years.
So, she was careless!
Yue Er dispatched the four Hidden Guards and anxiously paced in circles.
"What to do?"
What else can be done, ride back to the city for help.
Her eyes brightened, quickly turning, mounting the horse, and heading cityward.
...
One Shi Chen later, when Yue Er returned with hundreds of the Imperial Forest Army.
The black-clad men were nowhere in sight.
Shih Shaoling lay on the ground, covered in blood, teetering on the brink of unconsciousness.
"Shih Shaoling!"
Yue Er screamed, dismounted, and ran over, tears nearly bursting forth.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry!"
She knelt by his side, trembling, grasping his blood-stained hands, apologizing relentlessly.
"Sorry, I’m late, it’s all my fault!"
Through the blood and water, Shih Shaoling saw her tears, his heart aching.
"Don’t cry!"