Ying Yue slows down her pace, step by step, taking her time inching closer towards the source of the voices. During the process, her mind doesn't relax either. It can't help, but list down several dirty little tricks for its owner to rock and roll.
One can only imagine what the little devils are whispering in her ears.
Devil A: "Go on with you bad-self, Girl! Make him embarrassed in front of his subjects! Kick him down from his horse（╯°□°）╯︵(\ .o.)\"
Devil B: "Flicks a pebble up to his head! He deserves a little beating from making your workplace (temple) hostile." 😡
Devil C: "Nah, why the coward's play? Rush towards him and punch him straight in the face. If you could, like they said, 'bush his head to oblivion'!😈"
These venomous words spoken by the little monsters echoes like a beautiful melody in her ears. Whispers of sweet nothings by loved ones. Ying Yue smirks as she eyes the small figures in the distant.
When Ying Yue can finally get a glimpse of the white horse that appeared in the Mirror of Fate, she instantly stops her horse from moving forward. She stays more or less four *li from His Majesty's party. Not too far and not too close, just enough distance to stalk them unnoticed.
(*Note: li - a traditional Chinese unit of distance)
Then, from above her horse, she observes His Majesty's party in a laid back manner as if she's watching a movie in her living room. If there's a popcorn or a bag of chips, one would probably see her munching on it. Her horse itself has already got its snack, chewing on the grass below while it watches the other horses in His Majesty's party.
That is how interested the horse and its master are from the event unfolding before their eyes. Ying Yue has even raised her right leg onto the saddle while she rests her chin on top of it, seemingly like a boss of thugs.
Currently, Ying Yue can only see the back of the man in black brocade robe who is no one other than His Majesty, Nangong Jiyu. He awaits there silently, but Ying Yue can feel it, the cold-blooded and oppressive aura radiating from him. Even only looking at his back, a chilling murderous intent seems to haunt the eyes who behold it.
Ying Yue somehow feels a little bit unpleasant with this. She knits her eyebrows hard that the wrinkle on her forehead becomes very vivid. This man is dangerous. She needs to be careful while stalking him.
She sighs. If only she knows how to use her divine energy to conceal herself. How wonderful will that be? She can finish her job here easily and then go home to sleep.
As Ying Yue waits for an action from the other party, suddenly, a man donning a light silvery armor comes running in towards His Majesty. When he arrives before the man, he kneels down on one knee and reports his findings to him.
"Your Majesty, from the traces on the ground, I think the deer has escaped to the west towards the river," says the man in silvery armor.
Ying Yue scrutinizes the person from head to toe and from the way he's speaking. He looks like a normal guard with decent body build and there doesn't seem to be any heavy aura around him like what a general or skilled swordsman should have.
But, then again, will a man such as His Majesty, who seems to always be wary with his surroundings, come out with a normal soldier?
Ying Yue needs to find out what kind of people he has brought out. Well, except, the fourth prince who is presently riding beside His Majesty, donning a light blue robe and carries himself rather gracefully, in opposite to his brother. He has definitely out of the list.
With only just a glance, Ying Yue knows that this fourth prince's face may seem kind but deep down, he's even more treacherous than his brother. Hence, only the five other men remain in question.
'Could the soldiers be from his main troop? But isn't that rather wasteful of him to just use them for hunting?' thought Ying Yue.
She ponders deeply in her head when suddenly, a voice speaks out in low volume.
"I think those are His Majesty's private guards."
Ying Yue almost falls down from the horse out of shock. She stares grimly at Zhi Wei who is standing beside her horse with Zhi Ruo.
He blushes when he realizes his Lady has just been surprised by his sudden action and is now staring intensely at him. He can't quite take his Lady's burning gaze.
"Sorry," he apologizes.
Ying Yue gets down from her horse stealthily and looks at the two kids.
"What are you doing here?" she whispers. She is sure that she had told them before they rushed here to just sit in the carriage.
She only comes to observe and can't be burdened with two kids. She is afraid that with them here, she would be found out easily.
"Because we are curious too, My Lady. We've never seen His Majesty from a close distant," Zhi Wei whispers back.
"So, is that him, My Lady?" Zhi Ruo asks while she points at the man on the white horse.
Ying Yue sighs. She gives up. Whatever, they can do what they want. It's not like she can shove them back inside the carriage, now that they're here.
"Yes," Ying Yue confirms it.
Zhi Wei clicks his tongue. "Tsk! Look at him. Such a gloomy atmosphere. I wonder why all the sisters who come to our temple like him?
Ying Yue only nods in agreement. However, right at this moment, something pops inside her head. The devil whispers to her ears again and a light instantly flickers from Ying Yue's eyes.
She turns around and look down at the two kids. Her eyes brim maliciously. A playful smile finds its way to her lips.