Chapter 7 Fighting Beasts to Save People
Qin Ruoruo was slender and could almost be twisted off her arm with force.
Saying such things undoubtedly amused everyone.
Except for Yan Jinyuan and her, the people on the field laughed out loud.
No one would be stupid enough to look for death, and find such a painful way to die.
But I have to admit that it did arouse the interest of these noble warriors.
"Yes, since that's the case, let's do what the princess of Qin said."
A deep female voice came, Yan Jinyuan's face changed, and he quickly walked over to support the figure, helped her to sit on the seat, and took off the big on her body and carefully caged it on the woman's body.
"The concubine is immortal."
Listening to everyone's names, Qin Ruoruo's heart moved, and he immediately guessed that the person in front of him was Yan Jinyuan's mother concubine Zhou.
It's just that it was only because she gave birth to Yan Jinyuan that she was promoted to the position of a beauty.
Now, because of Yan Jinyuan's miraculous achievements, he has jumped to the status of a concubine.
With Yan Jinyuan's movements, Zhou Guifei's face was revealed, making Qin Ruoruo breathe.
In my memory, Yan Jinyuan's mother was the same age as her mother, but the woman in front of her, with white hair and crane skin, was like a sixty-year-old old Ji, coughing a few times from time to time, describing it as withered.
Only one pair of eyes are still clear.
"You're Ruoruo."
Zhou Guifei looked at Qin Ruoruo fixedly, and her tone couldn't tell the joy and anger: "I have heard of your name a long time ago, and sure enough, I saw something extraordinary today, if it wasn't for it...... At this time, Bengong has already drunk your cup of daughter-in-law's tea...... It's a pity that creation makes people. ”
Her heart ached, and she couldn't help but clench the sleeves on her hands, Qin Ruoruo trembled slightly, and her eyes were hot and almost burst into tears.
If she could do it all over again, she would rather never have been married.
I have never known Yan Jinyuan.
With these four words, Yan Jinyuan's deception and the blood of so many tragic deaths were covered...... It's ridiculous.
Mockingly, the corners of her mouth looked at the man behind her: "It's no pity, people and wolves naturally have no chance." ”
Sensing the sense of oppression in Yan Jinyuan's gaze, Qin Ruoruo stood in place expressionlessly, not even moving the corners of his eyes.
"This palace listens to you and wants to fight beasts and save those people."
"Yes."
"This palace is in charge, and I agreed."
"Mother, how can you be fooling around......
"Regardless of identity, regardless of dignity or inferiority, regardless of gender, regardless of age, this is the tradition of the Yan Kingdom, forgot?"
His hand was patted by Zhou Guifei, Yan Jinyuan pursed his lips and continued to speak, only staring at the thin figure in the audience.
Qin Ruo faintly noticed that his gaze was flickering on his body, and when he raised his eyes, he didn't catch anything.
Turning his head, Zhou continued: "Since the dance is so pleasing to the eye, this palace wants to ...... This princess of Qin will definitely be able to bring us fresh tricks. Maybe we can recreate the excitement of 12 years ago, what do you think? ”
Every time he spoke, Zhou always held his lips and coughed lightly, and he could continue with a violent gasp.
Seeing that the concubine said this, everyone in the audience had no idea and agreed.
Even the warriors of the Yan Kingdom are rarely able to win in front of that fierce beast, a pampered princess who has no power to restrain the chicken, but she is afraid that she will be gnawed clean as soon as she stands in the cage.
No one expected Qin Ruoruo to really bring anything new.
But the thought of being able to see the princess of Daqin being chased by wild beasts fled in embarrassment.
These swallow people can't help but be excited.
Yan Jinyuan waved his hand, and rows of weapons were placed in front of Qin Ruoruo.
Looking at Qin Ruoruo with drooping eyes, Yan Jinyuan's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to grab the wine cup on the tray and pinch her chin and pour it down.
Seeing that she had been poured most of the wine, her face turned rosy, and then she withdrew her hand, raised her hand and smashed the bowl on the ground.
Angrily wiping the wine off her chin, Qin Ruoruo's brain was clouded by the spicy stimulation, and she glared at Yan Jinyuan and gritted her teeth: "You! ”
"I can't even drink the wine of my Yan Kingdom, how can you go to fight beasts?"
Yan Jinyuan didn't look at the resentment in Qin Ruoruo's eyes, he only pointed to the weapon and said lightly:
"Traditionally, you can choose any weapon here."
It was as big as a spear much taller than her, as small as a plum blossom secret weapon, and a silver needle.
Knowing that this was the only chance to increase her chances of surviving, Qin Ruoruo didn't talk much to Yan Jinyuan.
Carefully measuring the weapon in front of him, he tried to raise his hand and grab the mace in front of him, but he could only move the mace out of a little position and immediately slipped out of his hand.
"Hahaha, I can't even hold a weapon, isn't this looking for death?"
"It's interesting and interesting, seeing such a beauty is like a clown jumping off the beam, it's really a different kind of fun......
The laughter was merciless, but Qin Ruoruo was indifferent, and only continued to figure out the weapons in front of him and carefully select.
Staring at her more slender waist that was set off by the dance skirt, Yan Jinyuan's eyes flickered brightly and darkly, and her emotions were not clear.
He and Qin Ruoruo have been together for ten years, so he naturally knows that she has never practiced martial arts and does not know archery.
He is even soft-hearted and has never hurt any living beings.
Letting her fight the beasts is just killing herself.
"I've got it covered."
Qin Ruoruo turned around and pinched the weapon in his hand, causing bursts of laughter and laughter.
It was a pocket dagger, but the size of the palm of the hand, in the Yan Kingdom, such a weapon is almost the same as cutting fruits, and it is used to defend oneself and fight with beasts, which is simply a fantasy.
"If you regret it now, it's too late."
Yan Jinyuan twisted his fingertips lightly, unable to see his emotions.
Qin Ruoruo didn't pay attention to it, just searched for something around, and suddenly his eyes lit up, picked up a clean chopstick from the table, and pulled up the hair that had just fallen out for dancing, revealing his delicate facial features.
This kind of coiled hair makes her a little less terrifying, with the coldness of her eyebrows and eyes, there is an indescribable sassiness, Yan Country is a barbarian style, most of the girls have copper-colored skin, and they are less soft under the erosion of wind and sand and blizzard.
Where have these people seen Qin Ruoruo so stunning, in the past two days, I have seen that the officials and maids who accompany the marriage are soft and watery, but in front of Qin Ruoruo, there is really no comparison.
They all stared blankly at her movements, forgetting to put down the wine glasses and barbecue in their hands, and the wine jugs that poured wine were all spilled without reacting.
Sensing the gazes of the people around him, Yan Jinyuan lowered his eyes and straightened out the straps on the crook of his arms, but no matter how he adjusted it, he felt uncomfortable.
As if consciously isolating everything around him, looking down at the long sleeves floating on his body, Qin Ruoruo pulled out the dagger from its sheath, measured it on his body for a few minutes, and cut it off without hesitation.
The cold light flashed, and the flowing and slender water sleeves were neatly cut off.
Raised his hand and threw it out without hesitation, watching the cold wind roll the water sleeve ribbon drifting farther and farther, Qin Ruoruo retracted his gaze, but turned around and almost crashed into the chest of the man who was standing in front of him at some point.
"A dance dress worth a thousand dollars, you ruined it like this."
Yan Jinyuan watched Qin Ruoruo's movements of retreating and keeping a distance from him, the discomfort aggravated a lot, and he raised his hand to pinch her wrist to stop her from continuing to want to cut the hem of her skirt.
Qin Ruoruo was slightly surprised, she didn't expect that at this moment, Yan Jinyuan would care about a dance dress, and she couldn't help but raise her voice and say word by word: "This dance skirt is what my queen mother made me dance wantonly in front of my loved ones, there is no husband, no sweetheart, this dance skirt has no need to exist, only cumbersome." There's no point in keeping it. ”