The Great Ming Demon Pill: Your Majesty, please address me as the Crown Prince!

Zhu Zhanji's face turned ashen, and he gripped the horse's neck tightly with both arms, his entire body almost pressed against the horse's back.

The chestnut horse was in excruciating abdominal pain and completely disregarded the rider's control, spinning wildly in place and kicking up clouds of dust with its hooves.

"Stop! Whoa!" Zhu Zhanji's command was tinged with panic, but the horse responded only with more violent jolting and neighing.

As everyone stared in disbelief, the chestnut horse suddenly stiffened, its hind legs buckling on the ground, and then...

"Pfft, splash!!"

A rapid and loud sound erupted, and thin, yellowish-green horse manure, like a floodgate opened, sprayed out from behind the horse's rump, tracing a messy arc as it splattered onto the grass and even splashed onto a tree trunk not far away.

A foul stench instantly filled the air.

The horse seemed to feel a little better as a result, but the abdominal pain did not stop. It continued to trot in circles while intermittently and uncontrollably gushing out feces.

"Pfft...whoosh..."

Zhu Zhanji clung tightly to the horse's neck, his head and face almost buried in the horse's mane, yet he could still feel the warm, foul-smelling liquid occasionally splashing onto his boots and the hem of his clothes.

He closed his eyes tightly, filled with shame and indignation, and could almost hear the suppressed gasps and gasps of those around him.

Zhu Di frowned, looking at Changsun's disheveled state, and was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Zhu Gaoxu's mouth dropped open; he clearly hadn't expected to see something like this.

Zhu Gaosui turned his face away, his shoulders twitching suspiciously twice.

The other princes and guards were dumbfounded, wanting to laugh but daring not to, and could only desperately hold it in, their expressions contorted.

Just then, the chestnut horse, overwhelmed by the pain from diarrhea, lost control and neighed as it abruptly turned around, charging wildly toward a thick elm tree at the edge of the enclosure!

"Oh no! Zhanji's horse has spooked!" Zhu Gaoxu was the first to react and shouted sharply.

Zhu Zhanji was jolted so hard he was dizzy, and the wind howled in his ears.

Just then, Zhu Zhanjun suddenly opened his childish voice and shouted with all his might:

"Brother, rein in your horse! Rein in your horse!"

[Ding! You have obtained a golden treasure chest!]

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhanji felt so angry he almost vomited blood.

Nima!

I'm already like this.

This kid even asked him if he was happy.

I'm so happy!

The moment that thought crossed his mind, the chestnut horse had already crashed hard into the tree trunk!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Zhu Zhanji was violently thrown out by the enormous inertia, flying through the air like a kite with a broken string, before crashing heavily onto the grass a few steps away, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

Zhu Zhanji was thrown to the ground, dazed and confused. Before he could recover, he heard a familiar, unsettling "gurgling" sound.

He struggled to lift his head and saw the chestnut horse writhing in pain, its hind legs staggering, its belly contracting violently.

"Pfft, splash!!!"

Thin, yellowish-green horse manure gushed out again like a spring. This time, because the horse was tilted, the manure water drew a high parabola and poured straight down on Zhu Zhanji's face!

"Ugh!!!"

Zhu Zhanji had no time to dodge. He felt everything go black, and warm, foul-smelling liquid smeared all over his face, even pouring into his mouth, which was slightly open in shock.

A pungent, sour smell instantly assaulted my nostrils, and a sticky sensation covered my entire face.

"Ugh, cough cough cough!!!"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly rolled over and fell to the ground, retching violently. He smeared his face haphazardly with his hands, but the more he smeared, the dirtier it became.

He was in a terrible state, with tears streaming down his face, vomiting and coughing.

In the otherwise deathly silent crowd, someone finally couldn't help but let out a "whoosh" sound, then quickly held it in.

"Pfft, cough cough!" King Zhao Zhu Gaosui was the first to lose his temper, laughing out loud before forcibly turning it into a cough, his shoulders shaking like leaves in the wind.

He quickly covered his mouth with his sleeve, but tears of laughter were already welling up in his eyes.

Prince Zhu Gaochi of Han stared wide-eyed, his lips twitching slightly.

Zhu Gaochi's face was gloomy.

The other imperial grandsons were already dumbfounded.

Zhu Zhanjun stared wide-eyed, nearly dropping the bow from his hand.

Zhu Zhanyong bit his lower lip hard, his face turning red, clearly trying desperately to suppress his laughter.

Several of the younger imperial grandsons were so frightened that they hid behind the guards, only peeking out with half their heads sticking out.

Zhu Di sat on his horse, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Hurry up and help Zhanji up!"

Several guards then seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhu Zhanji.

When Zhu Zhanji was pulled up, he was still retching, his face was a mix of yellow and green, and tears mixed with horse manure streamed down his face.

He tried to speak, but was so disgusted that he coughed violently again.

At this moment, Zhu Zhanjun exclaimed with wide eyes, "Brother, your face... your face is covered in gold!"

[Ding! You have obtained a golden treasure chest!]

Zhu Zhanji trembled, suddenly looked up, stared intently at Zhu Zhanjun, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"Pfft, hahaha!" King Zhao, Zhu Gaosui, couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, slapping his thigh as he laughed. "Gold... oh my goodness, Zhanjun, you child... your words are truly... apt!"

Zhu Gaoxu also burst into laughter.

The princes couldn't help but laugh.

Zhu Di took a deep breath and waved his hand.

"Take him away to change and wash up."

The guards immediately took Zhu Zhanji away.