There is such a story:

Originally, there were no donkeys in this place, but later an eventful man brought one and put it at the foot of the mountain. When the tiger saw this behemoth for the first time, he was so frightened that he hid in the woods and peeked at it. One day, the tiger tried to approach but was frightened by the sound of the donkey, and thought the donkey was going to bite him, so he fled in panic.

After a few days, the tiger adapted to the sound of the donkey, so it tried to move further, getting closer and closer to collide. The donkey was enraged and kicked the tiger with his hooves, but the tiger panicked and immediately ducked.

However, it didn't take long for the tiger to discover that the donkey had only two tricks and posed no threat to it at all. At last the tiger jumped up and pounced, cut the donkey's throat, ate all the donkey's meat, and left satisfied.

This is the story of the poor skills of the donkey. I'm pretty good at quoting it now.

My legs were sore from my feet, and the eunuch sent by the prince finally ran back.

I saw him whispering in the prince's ear for a while, the voice was too quiet, and I didn't hear a word clearly at the downwind outlet.

The prince nodded slightly, leaned back, and sank into the soft chair. A hand stretched out from the side and waved it, and motioned for me to pass.

"Your Highness?" I basically guessed that he had just ordered someone to ask for help, and at this time, seeing that he was confident, I couldn't help but feel uncertain.

"It's not over yet...... Just wait and see. He sneered.

It didn't take long to see the palace people carrying two buckets over.

They carried the bucket to the cage and used a long spoon to scoop out the contents and splash it on the donkey.

I stood on my tiptoes and stared wide-eyed, sticky~ mushy liquid, and I couldn't tell what it was.

They poured a bucket on the donkey, and they didn't see anything unusual about the donkey, it seems that I thought too much, where did I get sulfuric acid in this era.

But what the hell is that? What do they want to do?

By this time they had prepared another bucket, which seemed to contain some dangerous goods, and I thought they were all very careful.

When they were ready, they lifted the lid of the barrel and immediately threw the barrel into the cage, and with a "bang" the bucket was kept outside the cage, but a black ball inside escaped through the gap in the iron cage, hit the donkey's back directly, and exploded in an instant.

The scene was immediately chaotic, and the donkey seemed to be shrouded in a black mist, and my ears were full of buzzing.

It's bees! The liquid is honey.

The tail needles of bees are strong enough to penetrate cowhides, let alone donkeys.

Sure enough, the donkey quickly reacted.

At first it kept chasing it with its tail, and then it was bitten too much, and it wailed in pain, and its hind hooves kept kicking, but to no avail.

The donkey's cry became more and more miserable, and it was in pain, so it rolled on the ground, but the bees had just dispersed and stubbornly found it, and they could not shake it off, but the sting wound that the donkey had pressed on its body when it rolled was even more miserable.

I'm very worried, who is this bad idea?!

"I guess it's Prince Mu, His Royal Highness is the best friend of Prince Mu."

"If it is really a move that Prince Mu came up with, then His Highness will definitely win."

The two little palace maids next to me muttered and whispered, and they coincidentally drifted to my ears along the wind.

, which Buddha is Lord Mu? Stirred up by him, things are going in the direction I feared.

The sun is in the west, the sunset in the distance is red, and a group of geese pass leisurely.

Harmonious nature, but there is a group of human beings who can never be harmonious.

By this time, most of the bees had dispersed, and only a few stubborn forces persisted. The donkey was exhausted by torture, and it was exhausted and supported, only occasionally flicking its tail weakly.

And it didn't know that it was not these pesky bees that were deadly, but the already hungry tiger. I'm witnessing one word right now: eyeing the eye.

Eventually, the tiger could not stay hungry and walked towards the donkey step by step again.

The donkey soon realized the danger and repeated the trick, howling in a low voice, and when the tiger approached, it continued to kick and beat tiredly.

Whether the donkey is tired or not, the tiger has been accustomed to all the tricks it uses against the bees, but that's it.

The tiger didn't want to delay a minute or a second, so he jumped up and attacked, and instantly pounced on the donkey, and the poor donkey didn't even have a chance to fight back, so he was bitten by the throat and fell to the ground......

Looking at the flesh and blood flying in the iron cage, I secretly lamented that I quoted the story of the poor skills of the donkey, and in the end I couldn't escape this ending.

The prince on the other side was very happy to see this bloody scene, and applauded again and again, more excited than seeing anything.

Perverted! I cursed secretly, it's really hopeless!

The excitement of the cage had passed, and his excitement had subsided, and he stretched out his two hands and rubbed his face, as if he was satisfied.

It was getting late, and he got up from his soft chair lazily, and the first thing I expected, was to look for me.

I know in my heart that it would be a stupid act to expose him for cheating at this time, and not only will he not admit it, but the dog may have done something terrible under the wall.

I had no choice but to kneel at his feet and keep saying obediently: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really wise and powerful, and he easily saw through the slave's little trick, which is the slave maid touching the stone with an egg - I can't ......help myself."

"Head up." He commanded in a cold voice.

I hurriedly did so.

He looked down at me, his eyes flickering on and down, and suddenly he raised his hand and reached for my face.

I froze, watching his hand approach.

Suddenly, my face ached violently, and it was grabbed by his hard claws.

He tore my face hard and scolded, "Damn, you've been fat for the past ten days." ”

I grinned in pain and couldn't say a word.

He looked me deeply in the eye and smiled abruptly, and his smile was particularly eerie. Suddenly, he shook off my face and said, "Then feed the tiger." ”

Before I could react, I had already been held up by two palace people, took a few steps up the steps, opened the cage door, and pushed in!

Behind me was the bloody and mutilated body of a donkey, and behind me was the tiger, looking at me curiously.

"Your Highness!" I shouted outside the cage: "The slave knows that she is wrong, why don't we continue to compete, how about two wins in three games?" ”

Half of my face was swollen and hot, and my shouting was as slurred as if I had a walnut in my mouth. But this is not the key, the key is that the prince has gone away.

There are also some good things in the palace people who did not leave, and deliberately stayed to see my fate, of course, the tiger eats people more exciting than eating donkeys.

Unfortunately, the tiger did not seem to intend to fulfill their wishes, and did not move until it was dark, and these people finally couldn't stand it anymore and left in a huff.

I crouched in the farthest corner from the tiger, always on guard. Thankfully, the moon is shining well tonight, and the surrounding scenery is vaguely visible, although it is uncertain. People are like this, as long as they can see with their eyes, they can have less fear in their hearts.

And at the other end of the cage, I could see the pair of bright and cautious eyes reflected by the moonlight.

It also never slept!