He picked up a stick, built a shelf, and laid the rabbit across the fire.

The thick smoke went straight up, breaking through the lush and intertwined branches and blending into the vast sky.

She kept looking away, frowning slightly, her broken hair falling down, outlining her beautiful face. It is necessary to avoid the process of directly looking at the rabbit, and it is inevitable that there will be movement falling into her ears.

She admits that she also gets meat on weekdays, and even the animals in this forest are also the weak and the strong, and she has always been like this, and she does not think that there is anything to reproach for his actions.

But seeing the living creatures stripped of their flesh and skin, she still couldn't help but feel unbearable, even if the rabbit was dying. Especially when its child is still in its arms.

The blood on its body was still gathering and dripping, pouring into the fire with a small crumbling sound.

Seeing Jiang Huaiyang cast a glance, she was startled, thinking that he was going to take this one to deal with next, so she hugged the rabbit in her arms more and more, "Your Majesty, can you leave it?" ”

"The concubine promises to hold it well, and not let it run around and disturb Your Majesty." Her words are earnest, and her voice is timid, which can make people's eyes soften.

He remembered the rabbits she had stopped at the last time she had taken her to the yard and the market. At the moment it's just wild, not as bright as the domestic fur, but it's enough for the little lady to play with.

What's more, seeing this smoke, the guards who found them missing are estimated to be able to find this place in a few moments, where do they need such a little rabbit meat to satisfy their hunger.

It can be seen that she is like this, he has a teasing mind, and his tone is leisurely, "It's not impossible." ”

He tore off a small piece of meat from the fire, it was almost cooked, and the white and tender meat was covered with oil and water, and although there was no salt or sauce to flavor it, it was enough to make the mouth of the people feel good.

He pressed the small piece of meat against her lips.

Seeing its vivid appearance, she couldn't use it as food for a long time, where could she eat. There was a warm touch on her lips, and she shook her head resistantly, her eyes reddened, and she bit her lip desperately.

The man in front of him had deep eyes, as if he could swallow her alive. She suddenly remembered the brown bear's eyes.

"Don't want to keep it anymore?" He lifted his chin and gestured to the one in her arms.

The little rabbit probably knew that his mother was gone, and his black bean-like eyes stared at the man in front of him, making a sharp threat, but his ears trembled.

At this question, her teeth slackened, and he pushed something into her mouth.

He leaned over her lips. Her throat moved under his tugging, and she swallowed it.

It's just that he didn't intend to let her go, his rough palm stroked the back of her neck and slowly went down. The rabbit must have been frightened, and moved uneasily in her arms, and she needed to hold it in her arms, and she would inevitably be overwhelmed by his attack.

It was difficult for her to breathe, which made her eyes accumulate tears, and her vision gradually became hazy. She had to close her eyes slightly.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves and the voices of the guards came to my ears. Her heart tightened, and she turned her head away, "Your Majesty, someone-"

The rabbit thrust desperately into her arms, revealing only a short tail that was still fluttering.

Jiang Huaiyang was a little disgusted with it, so he sneered lightly and said in a low voice, "Ling Ling didn't say that he wanted to hold it well, so don't let go." With that, he leaned down and buried his head in her shoulders and neck.

She landed one hand on his hair, tilted her head slightly, and her eyes were red.

The other hand inevitably lost strength, and the rabbit escaped from her arms, and only a white glimmer could be seen in the afterglow. But she didn't have time to care whether it was far away, and the sound of horses' hooves in her ears seemed to step on her taut strings, plucking them with a clang.

He didn't plan to embarrass her in front of people. Seeing someone looking over, he blocked her sideways, and motioned for the guards to go to the side first.

Fortunately, her sideburns were scattered, her mouth fat was eaten, and her clothes were still properly. Casually pulled back their hair, and the two of them rode away together.

Someone left behind to clean up the fire and so on.

Here, Jiang Huaiyang and the others walked leisurely, but the people outside the forest were all messed up. Hearing the news that the new emperor was missing, no one still had the heart to hunt, placed female dependents, and plunged into the deep forest to find people.

The tall horses rode the new emperor and Ruan Yuyi and slowly walked out of the forest, and everyone who saw it breathed a sigh of relief.

The clear light fell on the two of them, jumping with joy and enveloping them.

The man pulling the reins had a cold face, and his clothes were stained with blood that could not be cleaned up, which should have been cold and terrifying, but the little lady who was surrounded by him happened to synthesize such feelings.

Her face is like powder, her lips are like grease, and her smile is vivid and lovely.

After a while, the news that the new emperor had hunted a brown bear spread, and several people with higher official positions gradually came to congratulate them, and the rest of the people also talked about it.

For a while, the tense atmosphere was dissipated, and normal order was restored, and the snacks that should be brought by the master in the car, and the chatter and laughter with colleagues, all went to do their own things.

In King Jing's tent, the atmosphere was condensed.

Several subordinates stood with their hands down, concentrating. The guards kneeling on the ground also trembled their fingertips and did not dare to make a sound.

King Jing gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his foot and put it on his shoulder, "Waste! This king raises you all to eat white rice, this little thing can't be done! "It took a great deal of effort for him to insert men into it, to break down the fence of the hunting ground, and to lure the beasts of prey wherever the emperor passed.

Now that this matter has not been completed, although on the surface it can be said that the subordinates are not effective in investigation, so that such fierce beasts appeared in the hunting ground, but with the ability of the new emperor, where can I not guess that someone has done it.

If you lose this opportunity, it will be difficult to find a reasonable excuse to cover it up next time.

The guard was defenseless for a while, was kicked to the ground, hurriedly stood up, and fell back, "Your Highness forgives you." ”

King Jing was depressed, so he picked up a bowl of tea and poured it on his overlapping hands. The tea, which had been kept warm by the stove, was still boiling hot, and was poured into the hands of the guards, and the water made a muffled sound.

His fingertips trembled, and his hands were burned red, but he clenched his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound.

He knew in his heart that the reason for the great change in His Highness's temperament was in the new emperor.

King Jing is good at dancing with guns and sticks, and can be called a brave and extraordinary, the pride of the sky. In the previous dynasty, it was also highly valued by the previous emperors. thought that it was either him or the third prince who would eventually seize the throne, but who would have thought that the power would eventually fall into the hands of a little prince who was left out in the cold.

He has a very high spirit, how can he be willing easily. Every time I saw the new emperor sitting on the top, my heart became more and more depressed.

Since then, King Jing's temperament has changed greatly, and he still has a calm appearance in front of people, but he is harsh and violent towards them, the dead soldiers raised by him.

At this time, someone from outside came to preach that His Majesty was looking for him. King Jing walked out.

It wasn't until the curtain fell that the dead man dared to pull up his sleeves and rub his scalded hands.

And where the sleeves are covered, above the forearm, there is a three-point tattoo.

(End of chapter)