The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Su Rongrong's chest heaved violently, and she had to clench her fingers tightly to control her emotions.

That vile woman, Song Wenjun, how dare she?

How dare you mock her for this?

She was so angry that she didn't even notice her palms were bleeding from being pinched.

It was Song Wenjun's soft exclamation that brought her back to her senses: "Crown Princess, you are injured."

A sharp pain shot through her palm, causing Su Rongrong to look down at her hand.

Her palm was covered in blood and flesh. She looked at the wound with some confusion. When she came to her senses, Song Wenjun had already called someone in to bandage her wound.

"Your Highness, please do not get the wound wet these next few days, otherwise it will become infected and cause serious problems," the accompanying physician carefully instructed.

Su Rongrong only then felt the pain, and she frowned slightly as she withdrew her hand.

He no longer had the desire to boast to Song Wenjun.

She stood up and gave Song Wenjun a sarcastic smile: "I do envy the relationship between the Princess Consort of Chu and His Highness the Prince of Chu, but life is unpredictable and who can say for sure what the future holds?"

After saying that, she glared at Song Wenjun and swayed away.

Once outside the tent, the smug look on Su Rongrong's face vanished.

It would be a lie to say I don't care.

She should be the one by Xiao Ji's side.

As Song Wenjun watched Su Rongrong's figure disappear into the distance, the smile on her face slowly faded.

Now that she's come along, she won't let anything happen to Xiao Ji.

She raised her hand, and a black jade thumb ring appeared in her palm.

This was given to Song Wenjun by Xiao Ji before he left.

The black jade thumb ring can mobilize the Dragon Guards, and it can play a role at this time.

Song Wenjun summoned the Dragon Guards and issued the order: "This princess wants you to bring the prince out safely, no matter the cost."

The leader of the Dragon Guard nodded to Song Wenjun and then disappeared into the forest.

……

Xiao Ji had already distanced himself from Xiao Yin, and the two were several hundred meters apart, only able to see each other's figures from afar.

Looking at the smug Xiao Yin, he couldn't help but think of Xiao Nanzhi lying on the bed, barely alive.

If it weren't for him, Xiao Nanzhi wouldn't have become like this.

The hatred in his heart made it impossible for Xiao Ji to calm down. He took out the bow and arrow from his back and slowly drew it, aiming the arrow at Xiao Yin's figure.

However, just as the arrow was released, it deviated slightly and struck Xiao Yin's horse precisely.

With a long neigh, the horse took off running for its life.

Xiao Yin was shocked and could only grip the reins tightly. He turned around and glared angrily at Xiao Ji, only to see Xiao Ji looking at him with a cold face.

Those icy eyes, sharp as blades, seemed poised to tear him apart.

Xiao Yin's heart trembled, and he shouted at him, "Xiao Ji, how dare you harm me? Don't you value your life?"

His response was a dismissive smile from Xiao Ji.

Xiao Yin wanted to say something more, but the horse beneath him went out of control and galloped forward recklessly.

"Someone, someone come quickly!" Xiao Yin was so frightened that his face changed color. It was difficult for the horse to calm down after it was startled.

If he were thrown from his horse, he would most likely be crippled by the horse's hooves breaking his spine.

The guards behind him chased after him with all their might.

But a runaway horse is not so easy to catch.

They could only watch helplessly as Xiao Yin was led into the deep forest.

The primeval forest deep in the woods is fraught with unknown dangers.

If they encountered a pack of wolves or venomous snakes, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xiao Ji's eyes were full of coldness. He gripped the reins tightly and followed.