Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

In the distance, Dantang was riding on a horse, looking at two figures very close to each other outside the wooden house.

The servant in the eunuch uniform raised his ten fingers and waved them in front of the person in front of him without any rules. The emperor, who was always serious about words, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes and whispered. He didn't know what he said, and the dancing little eunuch immediately withered.

There seemed to be no intimate gestures, but Wen Xi was sure that no one had ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of the emperor.

"What are you looking at?" A voice suddenly came from the side.

Wen Xi came back to her senses and said, "Brother Xian."

Jun Xian also saw the two people in the distance and said with a smile: "Xi'er is so reluctant to leave, it seems that I don't know how to be a good person. We should let the emperor send our Princess Dantang back."

Wen Xi blushed slightly, "Brother Xian made fun of me again. It's just that I've rarely seen the emperor be so gentle. In the past... in the past he..."

"In the past, the emperor was very distant from everyone. He only dealt with official matters, so how could he allow anyone to laugh and play in front of him?" Jun Xian said.

Wen Xi nodded, "Exactly, this little eunuch is really lovable. The emperor seems to really like him."

Jun Xian smiled, and when he looked back he could no longer see the people in the distance, only a patch of woods and weeds.

He said: "Xi'er, don't worry too much."

Wen Xi smiled and said: "I'm not worried, he's just a slave. I'm just curious about how he pleases the emperor. The emperor never seems to like anything and is extremely difficult to please."

Jun Xian said: "I am also very curious, but..."

"But what?"

Jun Xian shook his head, "Nothing."

No matter how much Jun Jing likes him, that person cannot belong to him.

Inexplicably, Jun Xian felt a sense of victory in his heart.

The person who asked Jun Jing to treat him specially was actually deeply in love with him, and he would not hesitate to go to the palace to assassinate him for his sake.

I wonder what Jun Jing's expression will be when he knows the truth.

"What did Brother Xian think of that made him so happy?" Wen Xi asked with a smile.

Jun Xian said: "It's nothing. Does Xi'er know who saved Zhao Yucheng?"

Wen Xi shook her head, "I don't know, I was so weak at that time that I just listened to the three people outside making noise and talking nonsense, and I didn't listen carefully."

"Well, wait until you get back and let the imperial doctor take a good look at you. Don't hurt your body, otherwise that kid Wen Juan might cut me down to 100 yuan."

"It's not that exaggerated. I always treat Brother Xian the best. Last time I wrote a letter, I asked if Brother Xian had returned to Kyoto."

Jun Xian smiled and said, "I am really flattered to be asked by General Wen."

Wen Xi: "No, my brother doesn't even ask the emperor."

"Haha, Brother Wen is afraid of seeing the emperor. I don't know why, but your brother is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of meeting the emperor. No matter it is the father or the current emperor, he is afraid, which is strange."

Speaking of her own brother, Wen Xi's face was filled with happiness, "But before I went to the border, I would always ask me to go to the palace on his behalf to report to the late emperor whenever something happened. The late emperor couldn't do anything to him."

While laughing, the group gradually moved away from the hunting area.

On the other side, Jun Jing went into the wooden house to investigate carefully.

Yue Fuling ran to the horse with an arrow stuck in it and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all your master's fault for parking you in a bad position. You should change your master in the next life. This life is full of troubles."

Jun Jing's horse is one of the best in a million. It is completely black and has shiny coat. It can ride on mountain roads effortlessly and knows how to avoid deep pits.

It snorted at Yue Fuling, raised its front hooves and hissed, and its whole body was in a fighting state.

The back of Yue Fuling's neck was pulled open with great force, and at the same time, a scolding voice came from behind, "Mo Feng, stop."

However, the horse suddenly galloped deeper into the woods, its hooves fluttering, its mane flying, and it looked like a jet of dark wind.

But just after it ran into the woods for a while, it heard the sound of horse hooves coming closer and closer.

It ran back again.

And behind it, followed by a big tiger, was slowly walking out of the woods with elegant steps, like a king inspecting his land.

Jun Jing grabbed Mo Feng's reins and said to Yue Fuling: "Run quickly, follow the direction the Sixth Prince left, and follow the traces of the road."

The moment Yue Fuling saw the tiger, she had already climbed up a tree. "Your Majesty, is there really a tiger here?"

"Well, I already have them. I kept a few of them back then."

Jun Jing frowned and looked at Yue Fuling, who was about to climb to the top of the tree, "Are you so sure that I can kill a tiger with my bare hands?"

"Ah?" Yue Fuling reacted.

Yes, she forgot.

It is useless to climb trees if you encounter a tiger. Tigers can climb trees.

Did Jun Jing think she could escape but not escape?Waiting for him to deal with it.

Then this was a big misunderstanding. What she wanted was to let the tiger eat Jun Jing first, and maybe it wouldn't want to eat her after it was full.

After all, she was running back now. If Jun Jing couldn't stop the tiger, the tiger would definitely be the first to eat her!

She couldn't outrun the tiger.

But when Jun Jing said this, she always cheered, "Of course! Your Majesty is the most powerful! What's a tiger? Come on, Your Majesty! Ah ah ah, Your Majesty, help me, it's running over!"

Jun Jing looked helpless and whispered to himself, "An assassin calls me for help every day."

Under the tree, Jun Jingzhen started fighting the tiger with his bare hands.

This tiger looks like it has just grown up, but it is the king of beasts after all, with sharp fangs and sharp claws.

If you accidentally get bitten or scratched, a piece of flesh will be violently torn off.

Jun Jing's figure was flexible and he punched the tiger.

Yue Fuling sat on the branch of the tree, shaking the branches crazily, and the leaves fell on one person and one tiger, "Come on, Your Majesty! He is the king of beasts, and you are the king of humans. This is a battle of dignity, and we humans cannot be embarrassed." Ah! Charge! Right side! Pull its tail! Pull its hair! Pull its ears! And the beard! Your Majesty, try pulling one out. It wants to climb a tree. Help, help..."

Jun Jing's voice came from below, "Be quiet."

The viewing angle here at Yuefuling is excellent, and you can have a panoramic view of the wonderful fight between man and tiger.

He also took in Jun Jing's every move, his steps were nimble, his punches hit the flesh, and his expression remained unchanged. Inexplicably... it made people feel safe.

Seeing that he could not defeat him, the tiger struggled suddenly and then ran towards the woods.

Jun Jing watched the tiger run away indifferently, and looked up at Yue Fuling. In his eyes was a arrogance and arrogance that Yue Fuling had never seen before.

He asked: "Do you want it?"

Yue Fuling: "What?"

Jun Jing curled his lips and whispered two words, "Beast King."

He picked up Princess Dantang's previous bow, but couldn't find the arrow, so he directly pulled out the arrow stuck in Mo Feng's butt.

The movement of setting up the bow and shooting the arrow was neat and windy, without any pause at all, and the arrow shot towards the fleeing tiger with a sound of breaking through the air.

This time, the arrow was stuck in the tiger's butt.

The tiger was in severe pain. It was obviously not a fatal injury, but it couldn't get up for a long time. It was probably because the force of the arrow had hurt it inside.

Yue Fuling was stunned and murmured: "So... so handsome."

That was Jun Jing like she had never seen before.

The high-spirited man raises his chin slightly when holding a bow and shooting arrows, his body is straight, and his waistline is tightened.

When he drew the bow, the veins on the back of his hand stretched out, and his knuckles were long and strong. He looked completely different from the emperor who usually reviewed memorials in the imperial study room.

Yue Fuling covered her heart and came down holding the tree. Seeing Mo Feng growling in pain, she patted it and said, "Why don't you change the owner in this life? Don't wait for the next life."