After all, hunting is the world of military generals, especially those young people. Yes, most of the people who stayed were Wenchen and those who were old, as well as the daughters.

When Yu Wenrui returned under the escort of many guards, all the guards did not dare to slack off, and they all came out of the tent to salute.

The moment the British Gongjingzi Qiao saw his granddaughter who was hugged by the emperor, the whole person was not good: this scene, how familiar it looks.

Jing Ziqiao only felt that his scalp was fried.

Yu Wenrui waved his hand, exempting everyone from salute. He first turned over and dismounted, and then hugged Jing Jiayue with both hands.

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what the emperor was going to do. There are also sharp-eyed ones, and they glimpsed that the red on Miss Jing's calves has been bandaged and stopped; More carefully, I found that the two pieces of fabric were not defective on the arrow sleeves worn by the emperor?

Tut-tut, the emperor's treatment of the Jing family is really different from other families, but I don't know how this Miss Jing was injured.

"Jing Aiqing, Yue'er was injured because of me, and it was my negligence." Yu Wenrui hugged Jing Jiayue and went straight to Jing Ziqiao.

In front of everyone's eyes, being held by Sister Rui like this, Jing Jiayue was almost embarrassed. She was so ashamed that she nestled into Yu Wenrui's shoulder, and her arms firmly climbed Yu Wenrui's neck.

Jing Ziqiao saw her granddaughter's rare shy appearance, and her gray goatee was so shocked that she was about to rise to the sky. Listening to the emperor say this, how dare he just be so casual?

"It must be Yue'er messing around, tired and worried." Jingzi Qiao hurriedly bowed and said.

He was right. Of course he knows what his granddaughter's temperament is. And the emperor, although young and occasionally cheerful, never fussed around in business.

Jing Heng stood behind his father, and when he saw the injury on his daughter's leg, he was distressed at first. But in the current situation, the Jing family seems to have become a target. Your Majesty, what kind of system does it take to hold Yue'er like this?

He hurried two steps, trying to reach out and take his daughter. However, the emperor is a woman after all, is it really good to reach out to him like this?

"Someone! Prepare for the restraints! Yu Wenrui simply hugged Jing Jiayue and ordered.

Although Qiu Qiu did not really go to the battlefield, it was inevitable that he would be injured by fall or mistake, and he would have been enshrined by the Tai Hospital with all kinds of medicines.

Two small inner wardens carried the bridle.

Yu Wenrui carefully settled Jing Jiayue on it, and did not forget to instruct the imperial doctor who accompanied him: "Good life is healing." ”

The Imperial Physician should have been.

"It's all gone." Yu Wenrui scattered everyone.

The Jing family father and son thanked the emperor for his help.

Yu Wenrui's eyes swept over Jing Jiayue, who was reluctantly staring at her, smiled comfortingly at her, and then turned to face the Jing family father and son: "Erqing, get up quickly!" Yue'er is still young, it is inevitable to be playful, and her nature is still good. Do not blame her. Let her have a good life, I am still waiting for her to accompany me to study and practice martial arts. ”

Jing Heng saw that the emperor was also dusty, and his clothes seemed to be torn, which must have been caused by the treatment of Yue's childhood, and he was grateful. The emperor is only more than a year older than Yue'er, why is there such a big difference? When can Yue'er be so stable? Having said that, if Yue'er can get the emperor's care for the rest of her life, it will be a great good thing for herself and the Jing family.

His father wasn't as optimistic as he was.

Jing Ziqiao stared at the sharp back, and his heart became more and more uneasy: After His Majesty became pro-government, he became more and more like an emperor. She and Yue'er have been studying, practicing martial arts, and playing together for seven years, and their love is unusual. If......

Jing Ziqiao's eyes flashed: Absolutely not! The Jing family can't go down this road in both generations! It can be seen that Yue'er has a talented look and hisses......

Jingzi Qiao was quite upset.

Fortunately, the emperor didn't seem to be aware of it, and only treated Yue'er as his own sister. That's fine, that's fine......

Jing Ziqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief: If it's just Yue'er alone, hum! The old man is fighting for this old life, and he has to kill her mind!

Just talk about Yu Wenrui.

She just wanted to come back quietly, settle Jing Jiayue, and then quietly change into clean clothes and go hunting.

Who would have thought that the eldest girl was on the sedan chair - it was the first time for her to have no experience, and she would make such a big battle.

Yu Wenrui only felt a headache. After drinking the followers of the guards, she only took Shen Quan with her, and wanted to secretly escape back to her royal tent.

I didn't want to, I just touched a few steps, but I was called by a familiar voice: "The slave has seen His Majesty." ”

Yuwen Rui's head was as big as a fight.

She stubbornly faced Bingbi and grinned: "Sister Bingbi calls me...... Something? ”

Bingbi bowed: "The queen mother's master asked Her Majesty to come to her account to talk about it." ”

Yu Wenrui snorted, secretly paddling forward under his feet, with a smile on his face: "What about hunting...... Haha, yes, Sister Bingbi replied to her sister-in-law and said that I am presiding over the Autumn Festival! ”

Just lift your legs and run.

Bingbi listened to the black line in his head.

She watched the little emperor grow up, how could she not understand her mind?

As a result, Yu Wenrui had just run two steps, and he heard Bingbi behind him say in a muffled voice: "The queen mother is very worried about the safety of Her Majesty, can your Majesty bear to worry her?" ”

Yu Wenrui's heart softened and paused.

Seeing that the plan succeeded, Bingbi smiled secretly in his heart, and raised his jade hand: "Your Majesty, please!" ”

Yu Wenrui looked at her with a bitter little face, but he was roaring in his heart: Who said that I couldn't bear to worry my sister-in-law? I avoided my sister-in-law, because I was afraid that my sister-in-law would be worried!

Of course, she was afraid that her sister-in-law would know the truth and blame herself for "ignoring the dignity of the king of a country", and she was even more worried that her sister-in-law would blame Yue'er for this.

In Yu Wenrui's opinion, Brother Qinhuang and Yue'er, who grew up with her, are like her siblings. Since she knew her own background, she knew that she had no brothers and sisters in this world, especially after becoming the emperor, she was always held by everyone, and she was taught by her master and elders every day, and she felt even more lonely. As he grew older, Yu Wenrui finally understood why the emperor in the book occasionally called himself "lonely", and sitting on the only dragon chair in the Great Zhou world in the Taishi Palace meant that he was lonely.

Fortunately, she has a free and easy temperament, and she will not be depressed because of this. On the contrary, in addition to taking the little inner supervisor Shen Quan to have fun from time to time, she also found brothers and sisters for herself-

When she was nine years old, she learned the mold of heroes in the book, and she pulled a few people to worship herself, known as the "Seven Masters of Dijing".

When he bowed, Yu Wenrui could be said to be stiff and hard, and he didn't care whether people were happy or not, even Yuwen Kejian, the young son of the five-year-old Xiangwang at the time, did not let go.

The so-called juvenile heart is a whim. But her love for Jing Jiayue is from the bottom of her heart. When Jing Jiayue was in danger, she completely forgot that she was an emperor, and her safety was at stake in the world, and she just wanted to save her sister in danger.

Therefore, compared with the blame from his sister-in-law that he may face, Yu Wenrui is more worried that Jing Jiayue will be punished if she is injured.

Moved to Jing Yan's tent one by one, Yu Wenrui still wanted to escape.

Here, including the Kuntai Palace of the sister-in-law in the palace, is her favorite place to go, more than the Imperial Garden.

Especially at night.

Every night before the age of ten, she lay on her sister-in-law's big bed with peace of mind, sniffing the good smell of her sister-in-law and falling asleep. When I woke up in the morning, the first thing I saw was my sister-in-law's quiet sleeping face, and what I felt in my hands was my sister-in-law's soft body like a mother. At that time, Yu Wenrui only felt that every night and early morning was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Ay! Even though he might be scolded, he still wanted to see his sister-in-law, even though he had only been away from her for less than two hours.

It feels weird!

Yu Wenrui scratched his head, lifted the curtain and stepped inside.

"Hee-hee, sister-in-law, I'm here!" Yu Wenrui almost never calls himself "I" in front of Jing Yan. That would make her feel very distant from her sister-in-law, and she didn't like it.

The Empress Dowager of Da Zhou Jing is sitting on the chair in the account with a calm face at the moment.

The face is still the same face that captivates the country and the city, and the figure is still so graceful and delicate, and the seven years of time do not seem to have left any traces on her body.

If I had to say that there was anything left, it would be Fengzhi.

Yu Wenrui sometimes sneaks a peek at his sister-in-law, and finds that his sister-in-law is a little more rigid than when she first met in the past, maybe because she has to make decisions from time to time in political affairs, right? Yu Wenrui thought secretly.

However, my sister-in-law is obviously more beautiful. Well, how do you describe that kind of beauty? Like mellow tea, but also like old wine? In short, it is the beauty accumulated over the years, and it is by no means comparable to the little girl like Yue'er.

Anyway, my sister-in-law is incomparably beautiful. Sister-in-law must be Da Zhou, no, she must be the most beautiful woman in the world.

Yu Wenrui secretly defined.

At this moment, she looked at the expression on her sister-in-law's face, and only felt that even if she was displeased, her sister-in-law was displeased.

As soon as his mind was hot, Yu Wenrui couldn't care about the image of the emperor, he hurried a few steps, and used his hands and feet to use the body of Jing Yan on the ground monkey, twisted and twisted like candy, and his voice was even more elongated-

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law...... Worry-free, I miss you so much......"

Jing Yan was shocked, how could she have thought that she would look like such a scoundrel as soon as she entered the account?

Jing Yan wanted to have a seizure, but when she looked down at her gray little face, as well as the tearing hole on the silver-white arrow sleeve, her heart softened first, her face slowed slightly, and she picked away her head lying on her chest in disgust, "It's dirty!" Live like a mud monkey! ”

Yu Wenrui hit the snake with the stick, and simply clinged to Jing Yan's left chest, rubbing and rubbing, and his mouth was not idle: "Hehehehe, the robe on my sister-in-law's body is also dirty...... You still say me? ”

Jing Yan was shocked by her lazy appearance, and wanted to push away the head that was lying on her chest, but she couldn't push it away no matter how hard she tried.

Yu Wenrui listened to his sister-in-law's "dong dong" heart beating more and more urgently, and thought to himself: Could it be that my sister-in-law is sick? Why does a heart beat like this?

She was afraid that her sister-in-law would be sick, but she didn't dare to delay, straightened up, pulled Jing Yan's wrist, buckled her pulse, and checked carefully.

Jing Yan stared at her movements inexplicably.

"Sister-in-law's heart hurts?" Yu Wenrui asked seriously, "Why is my heart beating so hard?" ”

Jing Yan listened in his ears, and then looked at the little face that seemed familiar, and his face turned red.