At this time, Jiang Xian's physical condition, which had been temporarily trimmed by internal force, improved, and he got up and sat down again on Changle's side.

Changle is peeling pine cones, which are small but very sweet.

She struggled to peel it, but at this time she also accumulated a small handful in the palm of her hand.

Jiang Xian seemed to have forgotten what he had said, and reached out to ask for it.

Changle wanted to wake him up, but when he saw that it was the injured hand that stretched out, he fell into his palm after a moment of relent.

Still chewing slowly, he looked at the boiling soup on the fire, and said to himself, "It's a pity that there is no fresh fish in it, preferably mandarin fish." ”

Changle felt amused: "There are toads in the ditch, why don't you add them?" ”

Jiang Xian played her head, of course, with that good hand.

"Don't look down on it, it's also a medicinal herb."

Changle added the wild onion, took off the silver hairpin on his head and stirred it gently.

Jiang Xian's gaze fell on the iron helmet that was cooking the soup, and after a while he said, "I won't drink this soup." ”

"It's just that I'm not enough alone." She smiled at him and quickly retracted it.

"Are you sure?" A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Changle suspected that there was fraud in it.

"This is a dead man's head, I can't imagine that after so many years, the traces after the fierce battle are still there." Jiang Xian was quite kind this time, and he didn't wait for Changle to drink the soup before revealing the inside story.

Changle held his head in his hands, only to feel very depressed.

If it is really as Jiang Xian said, I am afraid that this soup is really undrinkable, she can't pass the level in her heart, or she hasn't forced her to the level of hunger.

"There was a war here?" Changle looked around, the pine waves were bursting, the greenery was strong, in addition to being fresh or fresh.

"About before you were born, there was a conflict between Yongchang and your Jiao Kingdom, the reason is unknown, but both sides suffered heavy losses, Luo Ze's uncle was killed in this battle, I guess your father didn't tell you about it either." Jiang Xianyun said lightly.

Changle thought thoughtfully: "Maybe this is one of the reasons why Yongchang is reluctant to marry my dynasty." ”

Jiang Xian made up the knife in time: "I don't want to get married, and more importantly, he has a heart, just like your father did back then, so the debt always has to be repaid, and he Zhao Di can't pay it back, so you Zhao Changle will pay it back." The reincarnation of heaven is a joy to see. ”

Changle stirred the fire with a branch, and deliberately did not continue the topic: "Mushroom soup can't be drunk, I'll find something else." ”

Jiang Xian said, "I'll go." ”

Seeing his sincerity, Changle had no choice but to reply: "Whatever you want." ”

Who knew that Jiang Xian's trip was not casual, and I don't know what method he used to bring back a hare.

The rabbit is very fat, and the fur thief is shiny.

Changle looked at the rabbit's drooping ears and red eyes a little stunned.

"What? You're not going to say that rabbits are so cute, we can't eat that, right? Jiang Xian raised the rabbit a little and teased it twice.

"It's wilting like that, I'm afraid that if you take it out of the hunter's trap, it won't survive for a long time, and I'm not at the point where kindness is overflowing and almost a saint, I'm thinking, the task of cleaning up the rabbit will be handed over to you."

He wanted to speak, but she hurriedly said, "Even if you have a severed hand, I still believe that you can do anything." ”

Jiang Xian swallowed the words and nodded emphatically.

After eating a roasted hare, his strength and spirit gradually recovered, but the dusk of the day also came.

It seems that he is going to spend the night in the pine forest, Changle picked up some dry pine branches nearby, the night in the mountain is inevitably cold, the fire can only burn all night, Jiang Xian lay down on his back, put a good hand under his neck, and looked at the sky leisurely.

Changle sat silently, she had her thoughts, no one knew it, and no one had anything to say.

As night fell, countless stars popped out, some particularly bright, some with a faint halo.

Jiang Xian looked at her sideways, breaking the boundless silence: "Zhao Changle." ”

It was the first time he had called her by her first name.

Changle also replied solemnly: "What's the matter?" Ginger strings. ”

Jiang Xian looked at the moon above his head and said lightly: "Do you Jiaoguo have such a saying that you can't point to the moon with your fingers?" ”

Changle followed his gaze and looked at the moon, and Qinghui sprinkled on her smooth face: "Yes." ”

The moonlight poured down, and she said, "I said I would cut off my ears." ”

"Do you believe it?" He had never been so serious, and he was asking such childish questions.

Changle slowly stretched out his finger and slowly pointed towards the moon: "When I was a child, I secretly tried many times, but the next morning I touched it, and the ears were still there, I asked my nurse, and she told me that because I was a princess, no one dared to cut off my ears - I always thought it was true, and now that I am no longer a princess, I want to know what will happen?" With that, she smiled.

Jiang Xian also smiled.

He turned to look at her again, and from his vantage point he saw the small, delicate chin and moist, soft lips.

"What are you looking at?" Changle asked knowingly.

"I wondered, what would it be like if you had no ears?" The man chuckled softly.

Changle figured it out: "My life is gone, what do I need to do with my ears?" ”

"I promised." Jiang Xian stopped looking at her and said something vague.

Changle didn't ask any more questions, the fire in the pine forest, the starlight in the sky, her eyes were also shining.