The chicken legs were newly cooked in the kitchen. The meat was stewed soft and fragrant. Together with the dinner, it was carried all the way to Ao Wu's royal tent.
Many orcs saw it on the road and chased after them and asked:
“Isn’t it said that eating cooked food is forbidden during winter hunting?
“Who are these chicken legs made for?
"Is there anything left in the pot? Is it okay if I order some soup without sharing it?"
"It's gone, it's just this one." The orc in charge whispered to the people around him: "There are only a few chicken drumsticks in total. The boss specially sent Kong Yan to deliver them from the royal city. There are two in a day. They are all numerous.
It’s specially given to the new mixed-blood orc.”
"Hey! Kong Yan, aren't those geese specially used to transport valuables? I heard my grandfather say that those things are fast and can travel thousands of miles a day. But they are also very expensive to raise. We only have a few dozen of them in the north.
.Only the king’s subordinates can have such luxury and use empty geese to send chicken legs.”
"What's wrong with giving Kong Yan a chicken leg? If the boss hadn't fought off those red-feathered birds in the Flame Valley the year before last, how could they have compensated for the dozens of Kong Yan in the North? The boss just pulled off Kong Yan's legs and stewed them.
I don't mind either."
"Speaking of which, I have always thought that the boss is good, but his temper is too cold and inhumane, which is quite scary. I didn't expect him to pamper people like this."
"And do you know where that hybrid orc lives?" the cook carrying the chicken legs asked again.
"Don't be too pretentious. Tell me where to send it. It can't be in the boss's tent, right?" someone urged.
"Hey, it's the boss's big tent! The meals for the two of them have been sent there for the past two days!" The cook shook the lunch box in his hand: "As long as you know this, don't yell around. It's not easy for the boss to like him.
People, don’t go and let those nagging old guys break it up again.”
"Hey, speaking of it, I always thought that the boss would end up with Lord Shuangyue."
"Sir the Son of God is not bad either. When he succeeds to the throne, he will be the high priest. Together with the boss, they will be a powerful combination. He will keep the guys in the Presbyterian Council and the Chamber of Commerce obedient."
"If you can fall in love with her, you have never stopped looking at the beautiful female orcs from the time the boss sat on the throne. Who has the boss looked at?"
"Speaking of which, that mixed-blood orc is quite capable. He took down the boss in just two days after arriving?"
"Maybe it was love at first sight? I have to say that the hybrid orc is really beautiful."
"Go away, it's love at first sight when you're beautiful. You're just looking for sex, you stinky scoundrel."
A group of people were laughing together.
In the evening, after eating the chicken legs, Hang Shiqi was satisfied and took the initiative to get the animal skins from the cabinet and spread them in the corner.
"You can sleep on the bed today, and I'll sleep on the floor."
Although he was very reluctant to part with the warm quilt, Ao Wu was injured so badly. If he tried to steal the other person's bed again, he would still be no longer a human being. What if Ao Wu caught a cold in the wind, became weak and died? Then he would look for chicken legs in the future.
Who gets it?
Thinking like this, Hang Shiqi became more attentive. When he saw Ao Wu wanted to drink water, he immediately jumped in front of him, took off the kettle on the stove, and poured Ao Wu a cup of hot water. His body was filled with the brilliance of a loving father, and he treated Ao Wu
Wu said: "Just ask me to do such chores. You drink more hot water and have a good rest."
Ao Wu was a little confused. His first reaction was that Hang Shiqi was in trouble again, or did he want to add chicken legs? But then he noticed the way the other party kept looking at his wounds, and realized that the silly boy seemed heartless, but he knew
Feeling sorry for people.
Since it was his true intention, Ao Wu did not refuse. After reading the scroll in his hand, he stood up and added more charcoal fire to the stove. He simply washed his face and lay down on his side to rest.
In the middle of the night, Ao Wu woke up from his sleep, with a faint green light in his eyes, and he immediately stared at Hang Shiqi, who was quietly climbing onto the bed.
"What are you doing?" Ao Wu asked in a deep voice.
"Ah, I woke you up." Hang Shiqi seemed a little surprised, and rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "Well, I'm sleeping in the corner. It's still a bit cold. Can I squeeze in with you? I
You're very thin and sleep well, so I'll stick close to the edge of the bed and make sure I won't squeeze you, okay?"
...of course not!
Ao Wu looked at Hang Shiqi, who had no self-consciousness about a female, sighed, lifted the quilt and stood up: "You can sleep here, be honest, and stop running around."
"That won't work, your wound..." Hang Shiqi was a little confused. He was woken up by the cold and really didn't want to go back to the cold bed in the corner, but Ao Wu refused to sleep with him.
"My wound is fine." Ao Wu interrupted him: "If you keep bothering me, you won't be able to sleep tonight."
"Then let's do this!" Hang Shiqi suddenly had an idea. He ran to the corner and dragged the animal skin and quilt to the bed: "You sleep on the bed and I sleep under the bed. It's not close to the fire.
It’s going to be cold.”
"……what ever."
The night became quiet again, and the heartless Hang Shiqi quickly fell asleep, leaving only the sound of shallow breathing in the air.
Ao Wu rarely suffered from insomnia amidst the sound of breathing. There was a numb and itchy feeling in the healing area, a faint sweet fragrance floated in the air, and the fire crackled.
Ao Wu felt a little hot and he suspected that he had eaten too much mutton recently.
Tsk, Ao Wu looked at Hang Shiqi's peaceful sleeping face under the bed. He was even more troubled.
You little bastard, you woke up others, but you slept soundly.
Hang Shiqi slept well until dawn. He got up early and pulled Ao Wu's clothes to check his wounds: "How is it? Is the injury healed? Is it healed?"
However, Ao Wu rarely woke up late, with a bit of tiredness in his eyes because he had not had a good rest. He was so troubled that he took off the bandage in front of Hang Qi.
The wound has completely healed, and there are no scars at all. The new skin is just light pink, a little different in color from the original skin, but thinking about it, it won't be long before the difference is completely invisible.
"Wow, this is amazing! Is the priest's medicine so powerful?" Hang Shiqi sighed, and randomly remembered the box of medicine Ao Wu gave him. He lifted up his pants and lowered his head to check, but found that although his ankle no longer hurt,
The bruises on it have not completely faded.
"Why am I not healed yet?" Hang Shiqi raised his head in confusion.
Ao Wu: "What I'm giving you is just powder made from common herbs."
The wound medicine given by the priest is extremely precious. Not only does it consume a lot of energy, but the herbs used are also very hard to find. If the injury is not serious, there is no need to waste it.
"Oh." It's just normal. Hang Shiqi didn't worry too much. Anyway, his feet no longer hurt, but they still looked a bit serious.
"Chirp!" Miu Miu flew back from outside with a marinated chicken leg in her mouth. The juice dripped on her belly and rubbed her hair black.
Miu Miu wanted to stuff the chicken legs into Ao Wu's mouth again, but Ao Wu glanced at him and seemed to remember that the chicken legs he was given last time were rejected. He turned a corner and landed on Hang Shiqi's shoulder, extending the bird's beak to him.
Mouth: "Chirp!"
For you to eat!
"What is this for?" Hang Shiqi looked at the chicken legs in front of him at a loss.
Ao Wu glanced at it funny: "It's feeding you."
"Feed? I'm not his cub." Hang Shiqi didn't understand.
"This is Miu Miu's way of expressing love." Ao Wu said with some emotion. Miu Miu and Hang Shiqi really hit it off.
"Tweet!" Miao Miao urged, as if in agreement, and tapped the corners of Hang Shiqi's mouth with the chicken drumstick dipped in seasoning.
It is true that Hang Qi loves to eat chicken legs, but that is only cooked. As for the raw chicken legs... He stared at the raw chicken legs in front of him tangledly, then looked at Miu Miu's expectant eyes, and finally took a bite.
Just let it be, it's Miaomiao's sincerity.
Hey, I'm such a cute little girl that everyone likes.
"Speaking of which, its taste is the same as yours, and it likes chicken legs." Ao Wu said.
Their personalities are also very similar, both are silly.
"As long as we like chicken legs, then we are half-brothers!" Hang Shiqi said vaguely while biting the chicken legs.
In order to repay his brother, Hang Shiqi gave half of the raw meat delivered in the morning to the snow sculpture. The scene of one person and one bird sharing a bowl of meat was unexpectedly harmonious.
"Aren't you going to hunt somewhere today?" After breakfast, Hang Shiqi noticed that Ao Wu did not change into hunting clothes, but wore a loose robe.
"No need, the full moon will be in three days. The hunting team will hold a small celebration and then return to the royal city. These three days are reserved for packing and preparing for the celebration."
"Go back to the Royal City?" Hang Shiqi suddenly remembered that he still had a task to complete: "Then the King of the North is in the Royal City?"
Ao Wu's eyes moved slightly: "It's in the royal city."
"Then I want to go too! I want to find the King of the North!" Hang Shiqi waved his paw.
Ao Wu thought again of his bold words about "giving birth to a baby" that night, and the corners of his lips curled up, but he said nothing.
Rest days are for the rest of the hunting team, not including the newcomers who are still in training. They are not only the main force in preparing for the celebration. They also skin and debone the prey brought back by the hunting team these days, sort it into categories, load it into sleds, and prepare for transportation.
Return to the royal city.
Hang Shiqi joined the training and was naturally counted as one of them. However, everyone looked at him a little strangely today, with excitement mixed with curiosity, but after meeting his gaze, they quickly dodged away.
They were talking to each other about something, but Hang Shiqi was the only one hiding.
Chen Xi is not here. He was punished yesterday and stayed in a snow cave all night. Now he is staying in a tent to keep warm.
Ao Jing was busy giving instructions and Hang Shiqi couldn't disturb him. He turned around and approached An Qing, the only familiar person in the team: "What's wrong with them? Why do they look at me so weirdly?"
"You don't know?" An Qing showed a bit of surprise at first, then lowered her voice: "Everyone knows, in fact, you and the boss are... that."
He stretched out his two hands and clenched them into empty fists, with the palms of his fists facing him and his thumbs bent towards each other, indicating a pair.
Hang Shiqi couldn't understand, so he imitated his gesture and gestured: "This? Which one is it? Me."
"Ahem, we just slept in a tent!" An Qing couldn't directly say that the two were lovers, so she used a more subtle statement.
Hang Shiqi thought he understood: "Well, it's right to live together."
But what’s all the fuss about?
An Qing asked insinuatingly: "I also heard that the boss specially used geese to transport chicken legs from the royal city for you."
Hang Shiqi shook his ears guiltily: "You all know this."
An Qing: "Well, everyone knows."
!!!Hang Shiqi’s face was full of panic. There were only two chicken drumsticks. I couldn’t eat enough for myself. It was impossible to divide them even if we were on good terms!
Seeing the panic on Hang Shiqi's face, An Qing couldn't help but overthink it, thinking that he didn't want everyone to know about his relationship with the boss, or that there was something hidden in the relationship between the two.
He had doubts from the beginning. After all, Ao Wu didn't seem to be the type to fall in love with anyone at first sight. An Qing approached Hang Qiqi and whispered: "Is there any secret between you and the boss..."
"No!" Hang Shiqi's voice suddenly rose, his tail exploded into a feather duster, and he yelled at the top of his lungs: "What secret can I have with him?"
An Qing: "..." Okay, stop shouting, now we all know there is a secret between you.