Tonight they are still sleeping in the mountains and forests, although the matter of Fengzhou City has been resolved, and Yan Wuxin is not in a hurry to return to Beijing, but their group of about a few thousand people If they take the road in a grand manner, they don't know how much more things they encounter, so Yan Wuxin still takes everyone to take the remote road, but the speed of travel is very slow, and he should look at the scenery.

When Yan Wuxin stepped down from the carriage, he heard the sound of everyone saluting, and the voice was full of respect and admiration. Yan Wuxin nodded, so that everyone didn't need these false courtesies when they went out. If she had been making a carriage since she came out of the capital at the beginning, these people didn't know how to arrange themselves behind the scenes, so Yan Wuxin didn't think about taking a carriage at the beginning, even if she was not in good health.

And now she has been with these soldiers for nearly a month, and she has conquered these soldiers with her own means and abilities, so even now she sits in the carriage all day long, no one has any complaints, but in the eyes of everyone, it is a matter of course, if she really rides a horse, it makes the soldiers feel that they have not served the prince well, this is the conquest of human nature.

Fearless stepped forward and took out the handkerchief he felt and spread it on the ground, and sat down directly. She can endure any hardship without good conditions, but if she can enjoy it, she will never wronged herself. And at this time, in the eyes of the soldiers, the unintentional style is, look, how elegant the prince is, it is really the prince of the Royal East Palace! I can endure hardships and share hardships with them, and now I can still be so elegant... If he didn't know what these soldiers were thinking, he didn't know what to say.

Yan Wuxin sat there not knowing what he was thinking, and Wu Fear was going to the carriage to get dry cakes and other things that had been prepared a long time ago, but at this time, he saw Leng Yufeng and Phantom Moche coming out of the mountain forest, Phantom Moche was holding some cyan fruits in his hands, and Leng Yufeng was carrying a rabbit that had been shot to death.

Leng Yufeng walked in front of the prince, took the cake in Wuxing's hand, and his voice was a little warmer in the cold night, "I hunted a beast, and then barbecued it for the prince to taste!" "Yesterday, I saw that the prince ate too little breakfast, and I felt that it was not in line with the prince's taste, and if the prince was allowed to eat these cold and hard cakes, I am afraid that the prince would eat even less, so Leng Yufeng felt that the barbecue prey might allow the prince to eat more. He is still very good at barbecuing prey when he marches and fights, not to mention that Leng Yufeng feels that the prince has not eaten much of this game in the capital for so many years, so he thinks that he will go hunting as soon as everyone rests.

Yan Wuxin watched the cake being taken away by Leng Yufeng and gave it to his subordinates and did not refuse, and then watched Fan Moche and Leng Yufeng go to find a water source, while Yan Wuxin was sitting there looking at the starry sky, no one went up to disturb, and even the soldiers lowered their voices, because the prince's quiet appearance at this moment made people unbearable to disturb.

At this time, by the lake not far away, Phantom Moche took the fruit in his hand and cleaned it carefully, and then watched his friend keep cleaning the internal organs of the prey, peeling the fur, Leng Yufeng did it very skillfully, but he cleaned up the prey after a while.

Phantom Moche took out the fruit in his hand and wrapped it in a handkerchief, then looked at his friend who was about to leave, and his voice was full of provocation, "You like the prince?" "Naked yes, but there is also an unknown anger in it.

Leng Yufeng suddenly fell to the ground with the cleaned prey in his right hand, he never thought about this problem, but now he was torn apart by his friend so calmly, he always thought that he just felt very suitable for this prince, like a little brother, and later admired the prince's temperament and means as if he were a real prince, but is this really the case? If he could continue to deceive himself like this before, he just wanted to become a confidant with the prince.

But now Leng Yufeng knows that he not only can't deceive his friends, but also can't deceive himself, if he really wants to be a confidant with the prince, why does the prince always appear in his dreams? Why do your eyes involuntarily pay attention to the prince? Even now, why is he worried that the prince will have a bad appetite, so he goes hunting? What he did was not only beyond the things between kings and ministers, but also beyond the boundaries between friends, but... Leng Yufeng's heart spread endless sadness, he is a man, and the prince is also a man!

Leng Yufeng stood there motionless and didn't answer, but Phantom Moche didn't let him go, he came to Leng Yufeng's eyes, and the pair of peach blossom eyes met Leng Yufeng's starry eyes, "Yufeng, you like the prince!" ”

"No, it's not!" Leng Yufeng looked at his friend's unsmiling appearance, and said bitterly in the suspicious gaze of Phantom Moche, "I'm in love with the prince!" ”

Phantom Moche's whole person was as if he had been struck by lightning, why? Why? His right hand clenched tightly until blood dripped down his right hand, and he didn't sort out his anger about wanting to kill his friend, or he knew that he was not qualified to be angry at all, because the prince was actually much better to Yu Feng than to himself.

"What about you?" Leng Yufeng told the secret that he had hidden in his heart for a long time, but it was not easy but heavier. He also saw the blood flowing from the hands of his friend, who had never had any quarrel after so many years of friendship, but now he was full of bitterness because of a man.

"Me?" Phantom Mo Che suddenly grabbed Leng Yufeng's collar, "You love her?" Why do you love her? You're all men! ”

Phantom Moche, who had never been angry, was angry for the first time, and it was not the anger of the smile on his face that he was usually angry, but his face was slightly distorted, and his peach blossom eyes were full of cold murderous aura.

Leng Yufeng suddenly gave Phantom Moche a punch, although he didn't use his internal force, he still staggered Phantom Moche, Leng Yufeng yelled at Phantom Moche, "Man? Aren't you a man? Who are you to ask me! ”

Phantom Mo Che stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and instantly regained his smile, he didn't know whether to say it to Leng Yufeng or to himself, "Yes, what qualifications do I have to ask you!" Not only do you love her, but I love her too! ”

Leng Yufeng looked at such a friend, and suddenly didn't know whether to be angry or sad, they were really like this. They were originally indifferent people, when did they think about love and love, but the first time they were tempted was the same person, and this person was a man, how could they be embarrassed, if the prince knew, would he treat them like this?

After a while, Phantom Moche looked at Leng Yufeng firmly, "Yufeng, we have been friends for many years, I never thought that one day we would compete against each other because of a man like this." I'll admit, I really wanted to kill you, but what about killing you? Will the prince accept me if he kills you? I don't have a chance, and neither do you, because we're both men! ”

Leng Yufeng was silent, how could he not know? If the prince was a woman, they could still fight desperately, but now they didn't even dare to let the prince know their thoughts, how could such shameless love let the prince who was as cold as snow know.

"But..."Phantom Moche suddenly smiled softly and said, "I won't let go!" ”

"Are you crazy?" Leng Yufeng asked incredulously.

Phantom Moche covered up the wound on his hand, then looked at his friend and asked, "Can you let it go?" I don't mean anything else, I just feel that I won't give up this love, and I will always protect the prince! ”

Leng Yufeng knew that his friend looked very gentle, but in fact, he was colder than anyone else in his bones, and what he said now was the truth, and it was his plan.

"I will always protect the prince, since I can't let go, then I hope the prince can be safe and happy!" Leng Yufeng picked up the prey on the ground and cleaned it again, even if he was unwilling or sad, but if he couldn't let it go and couldn't get it, he could only protect it.

The corners of Phantom Moche's mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't say anything, he couldn't let go of his love, he couldn't erase it, and it was the robbery of the two brothers who met the prince, and they couldn't escape it.

After waiting for a long time, Yan Wuxin saw Leng Yufeng and Phantom Moche come back, although the two didn't look different, but Yan Wuxin still saw a faint bruise on the corner of Phantom Moche's mouth, and Leng Yufeng's body had not yet completely reined in the murderous aura, but Yan Wuxin hung up an attitude that it didn't matter to him.

"There will be a little more game, eat some fruit to quench your thirst and pad your stomach!" Phantom Moche came to sit next to the prince, and then took out the green fruit wrapped in a handkerchief from his sleeve, the last time he picked the fruit for the prince, Phantom Moche found that the prince liked to eat sour fruits, so this time he picked those unripe fruits when he picked them. Although he didn't understand how such a sour thing could make the prince like it, it didn't matter, the important thing was that the prince liked him if he liked it.

Yan Wuxin looked at the man beside him, with imperceptible flattery and happiness in his tone, although he was puzzled, he still took the fruit and put it in his mouth, and suddenly the sour taste filled the taste, making Yan Wuxin's brows stretch. Few people like this kind of sour thing, but she just likes it, and that's because she ate this sour fruit when she was in pain, so that she can transfer the pain in her heart a little.

Phantom Moche looked at the prince beside him with a sideways face, and the prince's palm-sized little face was even paler, delicate and luster, like a piece of fine mutton fat jade, pure and flawless. Full and ruddy lips, straight and round nose, black raised eyebrows, all facial features have been carefully carved by the eccentric God, the most eye-catching is the pair of big eyes that are clear and clear, the black pearl-like pupils flow out of a flash of light, clean and pure but deep and terrible, I know that when I first saw these eyes, I had sunk into these eyes and could not extricate myself.