Ji Youzhi had his mouth covered by Ji Youlin, who then led him away from the crowd.
"How’d you find out, kid? Don’t go telling anyone about this! It’s all a misunderstanding!"
The "misunderstanding" about Ji Youlin having a mistress was really just that he had missed the inn while traveling and found a farm to stay at for the night instead. As a result, he inexplicably ended up donning a bridal garment and getting himself married.
Yes, he got himself married. At that time, he was disguised as an old man, and surprisingly, he was entrapped into marriage by a young girl of seventeen or eighteen.
After the wedding ceremony, drowsiness overtook him, and he fell asleep. When he woke up the next day, four beautiful young women were by his side—supposedly the personal maids of that household’s young lady. From that point on, they were to be his concubines, and he could do as he pleased with them.
At that moment, Ji Youlin nearly jumped out of his skin. Luckily, he had gained some expertise over the years in evading the men sent by the Emperor to apprehend him, so he fled.
This incident hadn’t happened long ago; the entire event had unfolded in just one day and one night. Reflecting on it, he still felt as if it had all been a dream. He hadn’t anticipated that he could deceive himself, yet fail to fool his Divine Hunter younger brother!
"Sixth Brother, you have to be honest with me. Did you really get yourself married and then regret it? And then you ran away?"
"I... I did what? Everything happened so suddenly, I didn’t know. I was just trying to find a place to stay for the night. Who knew I would fall into a daze and end up participating in the wedding ceremony?"
"Uncle Six, what is a wedding ceremony?"
A sweet, soft voice suddenly came from the side.
Ji Youzhi and Ji Youlin were both taken aback. They turned to see Xiaosuisui looking at them with wide eyes.
The corners of both brothers’ mouths twitched involuntarily.
"Sweetheart, you heard wrong," Ji Youlin quickly denied.
Xiaosuisui shook her head. "No, I didn’t hear wrong!"
"Uncle Six, what is a wedding ceremony?"
Ji Youlin thought, Why is this girl so persistent with her questions? He didn’t want to explain, as the more he tried, the messier it would become. "A wedding ceremony is... Oh, you’re still too young. You’ll understand when you grow up."
Xiaosuisui then turned her gaze to Ji Youzhi.
"Uncle Seven! What is a wedding ceremony?"
Ji Youzhi quickly said, "...Suisui, come, Uncle Seven will Feifei with you!"
"Yay, yay! Uncle Seven, Feifei!"
Ji Youzhi, holding the little girl, then flew back and forth among the large trees.
The little girl giggled with glee.
Hearing her laughter, the young Emperor gritted his teeth. He walked over to the base of the large tree where they were doing Feifei.
"Ji Youzhi, get down from there! Who allowed you to Feifei with my daughter? Do you know how dangerous it is up there?"
Ji Youzhi, who had been inexplicably scolded, was left speechless. He hopped down from the tree. Xiaosuisui reached out, wanting her Godfather Emperor to hug her.
The young Emperor quickly scooped her up into his arms.
"Godfather Emperor, Feifei!"
The young Emperor hesitated. Should I slap myself in the face?
"Feifei! Godfather Emperor, Feifei!"
The young Emperor struggled internally, acutely aware of Ji Youzhi’s smirking glances from the side.
"If Godfather Emperor won’t Feifei, then Uncle Seven, you Feifei!" Xiaosuisui reached out her hand to Ji Youzhi.
WHOOSH! The young Emperor, holding the little girl, leaped onto the large tree.
Ji Youzhi commented, "...Your Highness, does your face hurt?"
Up on the tree, the young Emperor took a deep breath. His daughter isn’t his by blood, nor are these brothers his by birth, but they are the closest people to him.
WHOOSH! The young Emperor leaped down from the tree again.
"Feifei! Godfather Emperor, keep doing Feifei!"