He picked up sticks, built a frame, and placed the rabbit across the fire.
The thick smoke rushed straight upward, breaking through the densely intertwined branches and blending into the vast sky.
She kept her head turned away, her brows slightly furrowed, and her broken hair falling down, outlining her beautiful face. However, she did not have to look directly at the process of handling the rabbit, and it was inevitable that some movement would fall into her ears.
She admitted that she had eaten meat on a daily basis, even among the animals in the forest, the jungle had always been like this. She didn't think there was anything reprehensible in his behavior.
But she couldn't help but feel unbearable when she saw a living creature being stripped of its flesh, even if the rabbit was already dying. Especially when its child was still in her arms.
The blood on its body was still gathering, dripping, and pouring into the fire, making a tinny sound.
Seeing Jiang Huaiyang glance at her, she was startled, thinking that he was going to take care of this one next, so she hugged the rabbit in her arms tighter, "Your Majesty, can you - keep it?"
"I promise that I will hold it well and not let it run around and disturb His Majesty." Her words were sincere and her voice was timid, which could make people's eyes soften.
He still remembered the rabbits that he had led her to see in the yard last time and that she stopped for while walking in the market. At the moment, these rabbits were only wild, and their fur was not as bright as the domestic ones, but they were enough for the little lady to play with.
What's more, seeing the smoke, the guards who discovered that they were missing would probably be able to find them here in a short time, so they wouldn't need such a small amount of rabbit meat to satisfy their hunger.
Seeing that she was like this, he started to tease her, and said in a leisurely tone, "It's not impossible."
He tore off a small piece of meat on the fire. The meat was almost cooked. The white and tender meat was covered with oil and water. Although there was no salt or sauce to season it, it was enough to make people salivate.
He put the small piece of flesh against her lips.
Having seen it alive, she couldn't think of it as food. There was no way she could eat it. There was a warm touch on her lips. She shook her head in protest, her eyes were red, and she bit her lips.
The man in front of her had deep eyes, as if he could swallow her alive. She suddenly recalled the eyes of a brown bear.
"Don't want to keep it?" He raised his chin and gestured to the one in her arms.
The little rabbit may have known that his mother was gone. A pair of bean-like black eyes stared at the man in front of him, issuing a sharp threat, but his ears kept trembling.
After asking this question, her teeth relaxed a little, allowing him to push the thing into her mouth.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. Under his stirring, her throat moved, and she finally swallowed the thing.
It's just that he didn't intend to let her go. His rough palm caressed the back of her neck and moved downwards slowly. The rabbit was probably frightened and moved uneasily in her arms. She needed to be distracted.
Embrace it well, and you will inevitably be overwhelmed when facing his offensive.
It was difficult to catch her breath, which made her eyes filled with tears, and her vision gradually became hazy. She had no choice but to close her eyes slightly.
Suddenly, the chaotic sound of horse hooves and the voices of guards came to her ears. Her heart tightened and she tilted her head, "Your Majesty, there is someone——"
The rabbit plunged into her arms desperately, leaving only a short tail that was still twitching.
Jiang Huaiyang felt a little dissatisfied that it was in the way, so he sneered slightly and said in a lower voice, "Didn't Lingling say you should hug it well, so don't let it go." After saying that, he leaned down and buried his head between her shoulders and neck.
She placed a hand on his hair, raised her head slightly, and her eyes were red.
The other hand inevitably lost strength, and the rabbit escaped from her arms. She only caught a glimpse of white in her peripheral vision. But she had no time to care whether it had run away. The sound of horse hooves in her ears was like stepping on her tight strings.
Go up and pluck the string until it clangs.
He didn't intend to embarrass her in front of others. When he saw someone looking over, he blocked her sideways and motioned to the guards to move to the side first.
Fortunately, she only had disheveled hair on her temples, some lipstick had been eaten away, and her clothes were still appropriate. She casually tied up her hair again, and the two of them got on the same horse and left.
Someone stayed behind to clean up the fire and so on.
Here Jiang Huaiyang and the two were walking leisurely, but everyone outside the forest was in confusion. After hearing the news that the new emperor was missing, no one had the heart to hunt, so they arranged for the female relatives to go deep into the forest to find him.
The tall horses, carrying Xin Di and Ruan Yuyi, slowly walked out of the forest, and everyone who saw them breathed a sigh of relief.
The clear light fell on the two of them, jumping for joy and enveloping them.
The man holding the reins had a cold face, and his clothes were stained with blood that had not yet been cleaned up. He should have been feeling cold and frightening, but the little lady he was holding in front of him had exactly the same feeling.
Her face looks like powder, her lips look like grease, and her every frown and smile are lively and lovely.
Not long after, the news spread that the new emperor had personally hunted a brown bear. Several officials with higher positions came to congratulate him gradually, and the rest of the people also talked about it.
For a moment, the tense atmosphere disappeared, and normal order was restored. It was time to bring the snacks that the master had brought with him in the car, and it was time to chat and laugh with his colleagues, and everyone went about doing their own things.
But the atmosphere in Prince Jing's tent was condensed.
Several servants stood with their hands down, gathering their strength and concentrating. The guards kneeling on the ground also had trembling fingertips and did not dare to say anything.
Prince Jing gritted his teeth and suddenly put his feet on his shoulders, "Trash! I have raised you all just for free. You can't handle such a trivial matter!" It took a lot of effort for him to put people in and break the
The fence of the hunting grounds attracted wild animals wherever the emperor passed.
Now that this matter has not been completed, although it can be said that the servants did not do a good job in investigating and allowed such ferocious beasts to appear in the hunting ground, but with the new emperor's ability, there is no way to guess that someone has tampered with it.
If you lose this opportunity, it will be difficult to find a reasonable excuse to cover up your attack next time.
The guard was unprepared for a moment and was kicked to the ground. He quickly stood up and fell back, "Your Highness, please forgive me."
Prince Jing felt depressed, so he picked up a bowl of tea and poured it on his folded hands. The tea had been warmed by the stove and was still hot now. He poured it into the guard's hand, and the water flow made a dull sound.
His fingertips were trembling, and his hands were burned red, but he gritted his teeth and did not dare to make a sound.
He knew clearly in his heart that the reason for His Highness's dramatic change in temperament lay with the new emperor.
Prince Jing was good at wielding a spear and a stick, and he could be called a man of extraordinary bravery and pride of heaven. During the previous dynasty, he was also highly valued by the late emperor. He thought that he or the third prince would eventually take over the throne, but who would have thought that the power would eventually fall to him?
In the hands of a neglected little prince.
He was so high-spirited that he could not give up easily. Every time he saw the new emperor sitting at the top, his heart became more and more depressed.
From then on, King Jing's temperament changed drastically. He still looked calm in front of others, but he was harsh and violent towards the dead soldiers whom he had raised.
At this time, someone came from outside and said that His Majesty was looking for him. King Jing then walked out.
Only when the curtain fell did the dead man dare to pull up his sleeves and rub his trembling hands.
And on the cover of the sleeve, on the forearm, there is a three-point tattoo.