She didn't realize that there was a lot of affection in her tone just now.

However, where the attachment comes from, it is not known.

Ye Huaiyu didn't know whether to hear it or pretend not to hear it, when her words fell, but she paused slightly, the smile on her lips did not change in the slightest, it was still like a painting, and she replied: "If you have to, you have to go back." ”

Cheng Jingxi felt a little melancholy in her heart, and smacked the meaning of his words, if it was necessary, it would be an invasion of foreign enemies, and Dazhao was in danger.

It's really ridiculous, when a foreign enemy invades, someone needs to defend the country, and when the foreign enemy is dormant, the internal troubles will rise gradually.

"What a big rabbit!"

As he spoke, Cheng Jingxi quickly took a bow and shot an arrow to aim, and the arrow suddenly shot out, and the rabbit, who realized the danger, suddenly pulled out his legs and ran away, but he still couldn't escape the life that followed.

"Good archery!" Ye Huaiyu, who was watching the whole process, unconsciously stroked his palms and praised, and said sincerely, "His Royal Highness's archery technique inherited from the emperor, and it really deserves its reputation!" ”

Cheng Jingxi pursed her lips and smiled, it was actually a little glittering ripples, raised her head and smiled and looked very immodest, "That's nature!" He snorted again, "Come and play!" ”

"Good!" Ye Huaiyu ran two steps closely, leaned back slightly after standing firm, his eyes froze in the air, an arrow shot out, and then a pigeon fluttered down.

The bow and arrow passed through the mouth.

Cheng Jingxi was taken aback for a moment, praised without hesitation, and gave a thumbs up: "The husband really deserves the word 'sharpshooter'!" ”

"Where, there, Your Highness has won the prize."

In the evening, the two sat side by side by the fire, and the smell of burnt meat rushed into the nose, which was really mouth-watering.

Cheng Jingxi's eyes were a little stunned, as if she didn't know why she was here, Ye Huaiyu reached out and tore off a small piece of meat from the rabbit's leg, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to her, "Come and taste it, can it be compared to the small stove that His Highness built himself in the palace?" ”

Cheng Jing came back to her senses suddenly, glanced at Ye Huaiyu, and suddenly felt a warmth in her heart that she hadn't had for a long time, so much so that she forgot to reach out and take it, and in a trance, she heard herself say: "Ye Huaiyu, I remember the last time the game was handed over like this, when my father was still alive. ”

Suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly closed her mouth tightly, since she married into the Ye family, she has never called Ye Huaiyu by her name, and when she is happy or unhappy, she will call him "husband" uprightly, respect, and never exceed the rules.

But what just happened?

The person who was called was also rarely stunned, as if no one had called him like this for a long, long time, "Ye Huaiyu", this seems to be more like a symbol-like existence, he is Ye San in the mouth of outsiders, and the third son in the mouth of his parents, so whose Ye Huaiyu is he?

The sudden inexplicable throbbing made him experience a feeling of helplessness that he had never felt before, Ye Huaiyu tried his best to maintain his composure on his face, broke the cold scene, and replied in a plain manner: "The emperor is indeed very close to the people, and I was fortunate to see it once under the court. ”

Cheng Jingxi quietly cleared her throat, opened her mouth and took a very ladylike bite, smacking around the tip of her tongue for a while, and feeling a little happy in her heart.

"It's delicious, this kind of thing can only retain its original flavor while still having a slight fragrance."

After hearing this, Ye Huaiyu took off a piece of pigeon meat again, and said unromantically something that was not appropriate at all, "Your Highness, eat slowly, I don't eat much, and I won't rob you." ”

Cheng Jingxi's open mouth became a little sour, and it was not closed either, nor did she continue to eat.