Then Qi Haoxuan came back to life.
"Bathe, get dressed, go hunting." Qi Haoxuan stood up, touched his hair, then his face, and looked over at Qi Hongzhi, "Hongzhi, check if there’s any sleep in my eyes?"
"No, no, my Nineteenth Uncle is still as dashing as ever. But keep being this lazy, and that might change." Qi Hongzhi first flattered him, then sounded a warning note.
"Get someone to prepare, we’ll head out hunting soon." Qi Haoxuan hurriedly went to bathe and change clothes.
Little An and Little Lin looked at Qi Hongzhi with admiration, then saluted and quickly followed the Prince to serve him. In their hearts, they marveled, the Young Master truly is the one closest to the Prince.
Qi Hongzhi tossed his hair proudly and sat in Qi Haoxuan’s previous spot waiting. But he was also curious, what kind of woman could tug at Nineteenth Uncle’s heartstrings like this?
After bathing and dressing, Qi Haoxuan and Qi Hongzhi, with a group of people, headed out of the city.
The place they were going to hunt was a small Royal Hunting Ground outside the city. The hunting ground wasn’t large, it was a place for princes and nobles to hunt and find leisure.
They called it hunting, but it was really Qi Haoxuan holding a small bow and arrow just for show. All the imperial grandsons and nobles had riding and shooting lessons as children, but who was Qi Haoxuan? He showed his prodigal "talents" early on, while others worked hard learning archery, in the summer he hid in the shade eating watermelon, and in the winter he just skipped it entirely, snuggling in bed. People trying to flatter him couldn’t even bring themselves to say he was skilled in both civil and martial arts.
Qi Hongzhi was slightly better, and could probably hit small animals like wild rabbits or pheasants, as long as the guards drove them in front of him.
Qi Haoxuan commanded from the side, "Hongzhi, there’s a rabbit over there, aim for the eye, then we’ll have a complete pelt."
"Nineteenth Uncle, what are you thinking? You know my skill level. If I hit it at all, that’s lucky. The eye?" Qi Hongzhi retorted good-naturedly.
"Then shoot quickly, we can roast rabbit meat later." Qi Haoxuan urged.
"Don’t rush me, shh, lower your voice, what if it gets scared off?" Qi Hongzhi signaled Qi Haoxuan to stop talking.
As soon as they finished speaking, the rabbit ran off.
"Quick, chase it, chase it." Qi Haoxuan leapt off his horse and urged Qi Hongzhi to quickly dismount and chase alongside him.
Qi Hongzhi grabbed his bow and arrows and jogged after it with Qi Haoxuan. The guards followed at a distance, neither too close nor too far, so as not to disturb the masters’ hunting enjoyment or neglect their safety.
...
Deeper in the woods, a seductive foreign enchantress suspiciously asked a middle-aged man who looked like a Daoist beside her, "Master, can this really work?"
"Are you doubting me?" The Daoist asked coldly.
"Oh no, Master," the enchantress explained, "We almost succeeded last time. But I don’t know why he turned back at the end."
"This time there won’t be any issues. As long as they enter this mystical trap, I can separate them. Just wait. When he comes, make him so enraptured that he loses his Divine Soul. Then you’ll have whatever you want. Fine clothes, exotic delicacies, whatever you wish. Even those noblewomen who look down on you will have to give you their respects."
The enchantress’s eyes lit up as she nodded continuously, "Master, don’t worry, I know what to do."