Murong Canghai was startled and jumped onto his horse as fast as he could. He raised his whip and struck the horse's back with a whip. The horse spread its legs and ran towards the woods.
His eyes seemed to have solidified into ice, exuding bursts of chill, and the expression on his face was tense, making people feel frightened.
From a distance, he saw Ying Lie, but Su Yueming was nowhere to be seen. The riding crop under his hand hit the horse's back again, and he reached Ying Lie's side as quickly as possible, jumped down, and grabbed his collar tightly.
, asked angrily——
"Where is she?"
Ying Lie felt his hands trembling, he opened his mouth, but no words came out.
"Damn it! How dare you let her go!" When he saw Ying Lie's expression, the blood in his heart froze quickly. He raised his foot and kicked Ying Lie hard on the chest without mercy. His whole body was kicked.
He flew away and hit the tree trunk behind him. His body received a strong impact. The expression on his face was very painful, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"The king...the prince..."
Murong Canghai didn't say anything else. He jumped on the horse again, staring at the woods in front of him like a torch -
"Damn it, how dare you run away like this!" The anger and disappointment in my heart came like an overwhelming force, and the hand holding the reins suddenly tightened.
The fallen leaves in the grove floated high and fell on his hair and clothes, surrounding him as if they could sense his anger.
The dust under the horse's hooves kicked up and howled in the wind.
No one, no one!
He ran around the entire forest, but did not see Su Yueming's figure. The horse returned to the starting point.
The sun was about to set. The setting sun shone above the woods and shone through the gaps. Stars fell on the ground. Murong Canghai's heart sank to the bottom, and the feeling of loss tightly surrounded him.
"Why are you here? Aren't you hunting? Are you going back?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.
He turned sharply—
I saw a woman in a white riding outfit standing in the sunset, with a puzzled expression on her face, and a withered yellow leaf fell in her hair.
He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly loosened his clenched fists, and relaxed his tense expression. He jumped off the horse and walked up to Su Yueming. His eyes swept around her body, a little...
bluntly——
"What are you doing here?"
Su Yueming raised the flowers in her hands. The flowers were red and dazzling. With a smile on her face, she said, "I just came here to get some fresh air. When I saw these flowers, I thought they were beautiful, so I picked some. Look,
Does it look good?"
She handed the flowers to him and asked.
Murong Canghai's eyes warmed up slightly. At this moment, there was no coldness or anger on her face. Her expression was as warm as the setting sun. Her eyes were no longer indifferent and alienated, and she just looked like an ordinary person.
A smart woman has the simplest happiness and satisfaction.
He raised his hand, took the leaves from her head, held her hand holding the flower, put her hand and flower on his face, and said -
"This flower is beautiful."
The palms of her hands were a little cold, so he took off his cloak and wrapped it around her body, bent down and picked her up, and walked towards the horse.
Her eyes looked at the place where she had hidden it just now. The broken thread with seven knots was still hanging on the branch.
In today's hunting competition, King Beiyuan hunted the most. He finally ordered all the prey to be given to the soldiers present, and everyone was jubilant.