The day of the hunt was a rare good weather in recent days, with a sunny day and a warm sun. The flaming red flags are neatly arranged, swaying in the wind, connected into a piece, and the momentum is imposing.

Except for a few princesses from the grassland, most of the people who participated in the hunt were men, and the concubines and concubines were arranged at the low table outside the hunting ground, Jiang Rao was not among them, and was being taken to the stable by Murong Min.

He stroked the horsehair of the sweaty BMW and motioned for Jiang Rao to step on it and try it.

Jiang Rao held the man's arm, hesitating slightly, she had been paying attention to Murong Jue since she came to the scene, and she originally wanted to ask the ladies in the palace, but thinking of her current identity, she still obediently followed.

She leaned in and whispered, "I don't know how to ride a horse." ”

Murong Min was noncommittal, his face was as usual, and then he raised his chin and said, "I'll help you, don't be afraid." ”

The eyes around him swept over, as if with a hint of watching a joke, and I don't know whether to laugh at the relationship between the two or to laugh at Jiang Rao's inability to ride a horse.

Listening to these mockery, Jiang Rao looked at the man's handsome face without waves, but he couldn't calm down, he didn't hesitate anymore, raised his foot and stepped on it, because he was being supported, he was pushed up by Murong Min almost without much force.

The gaze suddenly became higher, this feeling was amazing, and at the same time, there was also a faint worry in my heart, although I had ridden it once last time, but after all, he was riding with Murong Min, and he was the one who controlled the horse. Now, when the back is empty, and the horses under him still move from time to time, this fear of the unknown becomes more and more obvious.

"Well, I rode your horse, what did you ride?"

"What do you say?" Murong Min snorted lightly, squinting at her expression very doting.

In the next second, Murong Min dodged and sat behind Jiang Rao, his warm chest pressed tightly against her back, and his hands reached out to the front to pull up the reins of the horse, surrounding the person between the two walls.

Jiang Rao didn't know what to say, the hunt started immediately, although she was the third princess, she was also a man in the eyes of outsiders, and it was unreasonable to sit next to the female dependents, but now it was even more eye-catching.

So, she weakly asked the person behind her, "The hunt is about to begin, are you sure you want to take me with you?" ”

"Why not?"

It seems that someone does think so.

Jiang Rao thought about it, and it seemed that there was no rule that this should not be done, but he always felt a little awkward.

She looked around and saw that no one had shared a horse to hunt.

As far as the eye can see, there are all men in riding clothes who are ready to go, tall horses, one or two unruly generals did not hide their laughter, chatting happily, and seemed to be very confident that they could win the championship in this hunt.

Jiang Rao pondered for a moment, as if she had made a great struggle in her heart, she really wanted to experience the feeling of hunting, and she really didn't want to go to the female family as a male concubine to be questioned and ridiculed by them.

But...... It's too ...... to share a horse

And it may also affect Murong Min's hunting, she heard that this kind of hunting emperor will come to watch the battle in person, and the prince's record can even affect the future battle for the throne.

"Uh...... Go ahead, I can't ejaculate on horseback, I'm afraid I'll drag you down. ”

She finally refused, worried that Murong Min would be unhappy, and added: "I'm fine, after all, it's ...... Your princess, they mocked me at most, and they didn't dare to do anything to me. ”

Murong Min raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Rao fixedly, with a soft snort in his throat, he hugged the person off the horse, and his tone suddenly became tender: "Okay, stay here obediently, I'll be back soon." ”

After speaking, he stepped over and got on the horse, without even stepping on the stirrups, his clothes flew over, bringing a cool breeze on Jiang Rao's side.

Jiang Rao was stunned and took half a step back, looking up at Murong's distant back.

The dark color riding costume outlines the slender figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the legs are placed on the belly of the horse, and the muscles are faintly exposed and neat. The bow and arrow behind him refracted the sunlight and shone brightly.

What a high-spirited and unbridled young man.

After all the participants in the hunt were ready, Murong Lang waved his hand and announced the start of the hunt. Immediately afterwards, the delicate gongs and drums with red paint and white faces were struck by the soldiers, and the majestic and heavy drum sound spread far and wide.

Horses neighed with their hooves, then whips rang out in unison, and iron horses galloped, kicking up countless dust.

Jiang Rao finally came to the viewing platform, found a random place to sit down, paid attention to the female relatives around him, and was glad that he had never seen them, so he concentrated on watching the battle.

Among the countless blurred faces, only Murong Min was unique, clearly reflected in Jiang Rao's eyes, like the thickest and most colorful stroke in the ink smudge scroll, and like a drop of blood falling on the white snow, it was particularly dazzling.

In front of him was a wooded coniferous forest, and Murong Min's figure disappeared in the middle, suddenly looking sideways.

It was obviously from such a distance, but Jiang Rao always had an illusion that Murong Min was looking at her.

Perhaps Murong Min was too eye-catching, and it was very obvious to tilt his head slightly, and the whispers of the ladies of the royal family came from around him for a moment.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince seems to have glanced over here just now."

"I don't know who I'm looking at?"

"That must be looking at Sister Ziqiong, Sister Ziqiong is beautiful and beautiful, if I were a man, I would definitely be able to look at it twice."

The girl named Ziqiong was very happy, her face was full of shyness and pride, and she pretended to shirk it: "What's the matter, don't talk nonsense, maybe you're looking at others." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, another girl appeared, she didn't seem to be very smart, she didn't see Ziqiong's joy, looked at Jiang Rao's side, and blurted out: "I think His Royal Highness the Third Prince is looking at that." ”

Suddenly, the whispering stopped abruptly, and she didn't realize the change at all, nor did she pay attention to Ziqiong's face beside her, and continued: "You don't know, that is the newly accepted male pet of the Third Prince Palace, it is said that His Royal Highness loves him very much, and even did not hesitate to fall out with the eldest prince for him." ”

As soon as these words came out, the gossiping nature of the girls was instantly ignited, and they didn't even look at the hunting, and they came over to get to the bottom of it.

"No, His Royal Highness the Third Prince actually likes men."

"Then it seems that we don't have any fun, hey, I'm really blind and I look so good."

"But it's normal, although he is wearing a veil, but that figure, that temperament, is even better than a woman, no wonder His Highness likes it."

……

Jiang Rao was sitting on pins and needles at this time, and the women's eyes were like monkeys on their backs, and they couldn't ignore it if they wanted to.

But after all, she is a woman dressed as a man, and she is the former mirror concubine, Murong Lang is sitting on the high platform not far away, if she makes a big deal at this time and forces her to take off the veil, others may not recognize it, can he Murong Lang not recognize it?

Thinking of Concubine Jing was once Murong Min's nominal mother, but now she has become his nominal favorite concubine, once discovered, Murong Min has to be ruined and become the talk of the conversation after dinner.

Even with her, she had to be scolded to the point of incompleteness.

She can't afford it, so let's endure it!

Seeing that she didn't say a word, and she wasn't angry, the ladies intensified, at first they were just yin and yang, and then they scolded her directly, and the resentment of her words was comparable to knives and guns.

For example, the concubine next to the eldest prince, because her husband was suffocated in the military camp last time, she was inexplicably hostile to Jiang Rao, she was not very old, and she was very resentful.

"It really opened my eyes, even men can come and compete with us for jobs, it's shameless."

"Hey, you don't know, male vixens like them don't lift anything."

"Hahaha......"

The ladies next to them were amused to laugh for a while, perhaps arousing the jealousy in their hearts, and later echoed it.

Murong Min specially ordered two soldiers to follow her, but they were all rough men who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and they were helpless in the face of such a group of aristocratic women with red flowers and willows and the most noble status.

So everyone talked about it, and the more they talked about it, the more excessive.

Well, at least just the mouths and not the hands.

Jiang Rao had been silent, and whispered "It's okay" to the angry red-necked soldier behind him, lowering his eyes slightly, and his faint eyes fell on the delicate fruit plate on the low table in front of him.

Turning her grief and anger into appetite, she picked up the preserved fruit, gently lifted the corner of the veil and ate it. Hmm, it's delicious.

The abuse in her ears is nothing more than humiliating her with words like xiaoqi and male prostitutes, Jiang Rao can all be regarded as a side wind, the left ear goes in, the right ear goes out, and it doesn't affect her eating at all, but she suddenly hears "There are wild seeds that are born by mothers and not raised by mothers, and they are really done, and they are shameless." ”

The girl's voice is immature and delicate.

But Jiang Rao's ears were like sharp knives, stabbing into those wounds that were finally stitched up, and the scarlet flesh and blood with texture were torn open again, and the blood flowed.

At first, he was stunned for a long time, but the anger that came slowly was not soft at all, and his head was dizzy when he hit it, Jiang Rao hid under his sleeves and clenched it tightly into a fist, his nails almost sank into the flesh, and there was a dull stinging pain.

The woman saw that he reacted so loudly, as if she had found the enemy's weakness, and became more and more bitter.

"So you're a wild seed! It's really right that your mother doesn't want you, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be angry to death knowing that you are so shameless! ”

Jiang Rao heard the sound and looked over, it was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, her face was childish, her clothes were gorgeous, and she knew that her identity was quite respectful at a glance, but Jiang Rao's mind was full of the sentence "There is a mother, there is no mother", and he pulled out the hosta on his bun and rushed over.

It's a big deal to die in a dream, anyway, the system is asleep, and it's still angry.

"Ah...... Why are you ......?"

Jiang Rao pounced, and the scream that the woman blurted out stopped in a hurry before she could finish speaking.

The scene was chaotic, and the aristocratic ladies around them were in a mess, and they were scolding fiercely just now, but at this moment they were so frightened that they were discolored, and the screams and the sound of the luxurious headdresses jingling were mixed together, how messy it was.

Soon after.

The delicate girl holding her chest had tears in her eyes, and looked at the imperial concubine sitting on the top seat aggrievedly.

The previous imperial concubine had already been killed in the chaos, and this one was probably newly canonized.

Jiang Rao glanced up curiously, and after just one glance, he was completely stunned.

The beautiful woman in brocade clothes and pearls is the ...... Chu Meng!

Jiang Rao hurriedly touched the veil on his face, but fortunately he was still there, and he was slightly relieved.