"Lord Wang, I'm hungry, you go catch a pheasant or a hare or something!"

The two of them came out of the house early in the morning, and now it was almost dark, and it was time to cook something to eat.

"Do you want this king to catch food?" Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, he hadn't thought of doing such a thing?

"Otherwise, shall I go?"

"Didn't you bring something to eat, Miss Yangyang?" he saw she pack up today.

"I'm bringing rice, nothing else!" Isn't it going to camp?

Besides, didn't the heroes of ancient times just catch a chicken, catch a rabbit or something in the wild? Could he be a fake ancient?

Nanfeng heard this, he was very helpless, he had never done these things, but now there are only the two of them, if he doesn't do it, who will do it?

Cheng Yangyang looked at him and couldn't help but smile, "You try it, if you can't catch it, we'll drink porridge!"

"Joke! How could this king not be caught!" Nanfeng let go of the cruel words, he must catch one and show her!

"It's wild here, don't go far...... Cheng Yangyang looked at his back as he flew away, and shouted loudly.

In a few moments, her voice reverberated throughout the mountains, echoing in her ears over and over again until she was gone.

......

But in the end, Nanfeng didn't catch a single living thing.

"It's not that this king can't catch it, it's that there are no living creatures in this mountain!" Nanfeng said stiffly.

"Yes, yes, it's all because there is not even a gasp in this mountain, you can't blame our prince!" Cheng Yangyang deliberately teased him.

She had already cooked the porridge and served him a bowl while it was hot, "Come, drink the porridge!"

"This king doesn't eat it!" Nanfeng knew that she was laughing at him, how could he eat it!

"You really don't want to eat it?" she brought the porridge to his mouth and blew it on him, "If you don't eat it now, you don't have the strength at night, and it will be cold if you sleep in the wild!"

"What is the use of this king's physical strength!" "Why is it so difficult to catch a chicken, since you can't catch it, then what does it matter if you have this physical strength or not."

"Uh......" Why did he hear this so awkwardly?

"If you don't eat, I'm hungry at night, I won't get up and cook for you!" she threatened.

"Don't eat it!"

Nanfeng really didn't eat later, but Cheng Yangyang ate a lot, it seems that he really cares about this matter.

After Cheng Yangyang finished eating, she went to the river to wash the pots and dishes, and when she came back, she saw that Nanfeng was no longer by the campfire.

She looked around anxiously, that fool wouldn't be laughed at by her, and she went up the mountain in the middle of the night to find prey, right?

"Lord ......"

"Where are you, Lord Wang?" Cheng Yangyang shouted anxiously, but in response to her, in addition to the sound of the wind in the mountains, it was the sound of unknown animals.

"This fool, you won't really enter the mountain, right?" Cheng Yangyang, who had not received a response for a long time, was already anxious to find him.

"Who do you say is a fool?"

Cheng Yangyang's faint voice suddenly came from behind her, and she was so frightened that she looked back and saw that it was Nanfeng who was wearing a thin shirt.

"Lord Wang, where did you go just now!" she looked at him worriedly and complainingly, "Where are the clothes on your body?"

He was now wearing only a thin piece of clothing, no thick clothes or cloak, his arms and legs were pulled up, and he had no shoes on his feet.

"This king can't catch chickens, but he can catch fish!" Nanfeng didn't feel cold at all because of his dress, he just proudly showed her the palm-sized fish in his hand.

"You went down to the river to catch fish?" Cheng Yangyang looked at him in shock, just by washing the dishes, her hands were already frozen unconscious, he couldn't freeze to death like this!

"Let you laugh at Ben ......" Before Nanfeng could finish speaking, she was dragged to the campfire.

"Do you know that if you go down to the river in this weather, your feet may be frozen, and you don't want your own feet anymore!"

She was a little angry, just for a fish, and she didn't even want her feet?

"...... you" Nanfeng saw that she was angry, he was a little puzzled, he caught a fish, shouldn't she be happy?

"Put the fish down!" Cheng Yangyang looked at him with a calm face, she put another pot on the fire to boil water, she took it down, mixed it with the cold water she had just brought back, and asked him to wash his hands and feet.

"Don't you like this fish?" she was rarely angry, and Nanfeng saw that her face was calm, and she couldn't figure it out.

"You don't care about the fish first, take care of yourself!" Cheng Yangyang suddenly yelled at him, she was a little anxious, and tears were about to fall from her eyes.

"You are a dignified prince, just sit well, what river do you go to, what fish do you catch!"

She cried and took the fish in his hand and put it in the bowl, and grabbed his already red hand and put it in the hot water to help him rinse it.

"You're crying again", Nanfeng said to her with a smirk, as if he understood something.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" she sobbed and cried, looking down at him, "Lift your feet up!"

After washing his hands, Cheng Yangyang ordered him to lift his feet again, and she rinsed him with hot water and dried him, "Don't put it down, I'll go get your shoes!"

He is really an ignorant "stupid white sweet" prince, what else can he do without people around him to serve him? I really don't know what those people in the capital are afraid of him, and they have to join forces to drive him out, just like him, what is there to be afraid of!

Cheng Yangyang brought him shoes, drove him into the tent, boiled another pot of water, wiped his face and feet, and then added a dead tree with thick legs to the fire, which should be able to burn until most of the night.

Nanfeng sat in the tent, covered with a quilt and a cloak behind his back, waiting for her to come in.

Cheng Yangyang took off his shoes and entered the tent and tied the curtain at the door of the tent, so that it would not be blown open by the wind and it would be warmer inside.

"Close your eyes!" she said back to the South Wind.

"Why?"

"I'm going to take off my clothes!" It's a tent, she doesn't take off her clothes in the tent, does she take it off outside?

Hearing this, Nanfeng obediently closed his eyes, and after a while he heard the sound of her taking off her coat, followed by the movement of her burrowing under the quilt.

"You're still wearing it, why do you still let this king close his eyes", feeling that she had entered the quilt, Nanfeng opened his eyes, but he could see her still wearing underwear.

"If you open your eyes and watch, it's embarrassing," she replied casually, "Are your feet warm?"

"Not yet", he said honestly, but his focus was not here, he chased after her and asked, "Why is this king embarrassed to look at the scene?"

"Stick your feet here!" Cheng Yangyang didn't answer him, but kicked him and asked him to put his feet on her side.

She borrowed his water bag from Chang Ning, and the water bag he used was cowhide, unlike when she could only use a bamboo tube.

She filled her sleeping bag with hot water, which she can now use to warm her feet.