The blackened marquis insists that the husband should be more valuable than the son!

Xue Mingyue listened to his words without changing her expression at all.

She just sneered softly in her heart. With his stubbornness and stubbornness, it would be a shame if she believed that he would really change.

Just like this moment, he just admitted that he had done something wrong, but he did not promise her that he would not do it again in the future.

It shows that he has not realized the most serious problem at all - this is not an equal relationship.

Anyway, she won't tolerate his temper anymore.

Xue Mingyue had just shouted, and now she was a little tired. His words went in and out of her left ear and barely stayed in her mind. When he finally stopped, he said: "Are you done?"

"Didn't you say hunting? Let's hunt."

She stopped struggling and let him do whatever he pleased.

Xie Lang paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and looked at her calm expression. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked tentatively: "I am used to shooting prey on horseback. Do you want to go down?"

Xue Mingyue: "..."

Xue Mingyue twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, and the suppressed arrogance in her heart suddenly rose again.

He raised his head and glanced sideways at him: "Will you let me go down?"

Xie Lang shook his head realistically.

Isn’t that okay? Isn't it unnecessary to ask this?

What kind of bad temper does this man have? Xue Mingyue rolled her eyes at him, and was so angry that she wanted to bite again. She reached out and patted the horse's back, and urged in a cold voice: "Hurry up, don't waste my time."

Xie Lang smiled, but still couldn't help pinching her swollen cheeks with his hands.

Yes, angry is also cute.

...

The sudden coldness of the weather has accelerated the pace of winter.

At the same time, it also disrupted the winter preparations of many animals. Animals could be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests busy hoarding supplies for the winter. For the third time, Xue Mingyue saw a squirrel jumping with hazelnuts on the branches above his head.

The big fluffy tail that swung made her feel itchy, and she always wanted to touch it.

Xie Lang's accuracy was very good. Maybe the two of them really had some luck. It didn't take long before they actually hunted a deer. In addition, they also caught several rabbits and pheasants.

Xie Lang continued to look for suitable prey.

Xue Mingyue was already on pins and needles, her eyebrows were pressed together in discomfort, and she couldn't help but move her hips slightly. The saddle was too hard, and it was unbearable to sit and bump for a long time.

But at this moment, he reached out and suddenly heard a muffled sound.

Xie Lang's palm patted her waist lightly, and a low and hoarse voice came from above her head: "Don't move."

There was a hint of warning in his tone.

There was almost no distance between Xue Mingyue and his body. After he said this, he seemed to have noticed something, and immediately he did not dare to move. His face changed several times and became slightly hot.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you done yet?"

Xie Lang touched her head comfortingly, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of crimson in the grass thorns. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: "Shh, the last one will be fine soon."

As he spoke, he drew an arrow from the quiver.

"……oh."

Xue Mingyue responded and moved forward cautiously.

The next moment, the arrow flew through the air - a scream suddenly rang out not far away, and she raised her head. Only then did Xie Lang retract his bow and arrow, pull up the reins and ride his horse towards that direction. .

After seeing clearly what was lying in the grass thorns, Xue Mingyue opened her eyes slightly.

A fiery red fox?

Xie Lang turned over and dismounted, picked up the little fox who was shot in the hind leg and was still grinning at him, shook it, and said to Xue Mingyue: "I wanted to hunt a white fox for you when we were in the paddock, but luck It’s not good, I haven’t encountered it yet.”

"This one is not bad. If you want to keep it, you can keep it by your side."

"...?"

Xue Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then hummed: "I didn't say I wanted to raise a fox."

When he hunted back the white fox, she didn't squeeze into the crowd of spectators. She only listened from the outside. When she returned to the tent, she heard Lidong say that he had exchanged the white fox for the civet cat.

Xie Lang raised his eyes lightly.

After hearing this, he changed his mind and said: "Then it shouldn't be a problem to use it to make you a scarf."

The little fox cried weakly: "Ugh——"

Xue Mingyue couldn't help but look at it twice. The fiery red little fox was a rare bright color in the bleak and cold winter. Its fur was smooth, and it must feel good to the touch.

No wonder it was targeted by Xie Lang.

Xie Lang's eyes were slightly curved, with a faint smile on his lips. He just looked at her, waiting for her to make a decision.

Xue Mingyue hesitated for a moment, but was finally defeated.

"Then, let's keep it."

You can also keep Hu Zi as a companion if you take it back.

A clear smile flashed across Xie Lang's eyes. He pulled out the rope from the saddle, tied the fox's hands and feet and put them into the basket on the side. He got on the horse and arrived at a creek smoothly.

After dismounting, he reached out his hand to pick her up.

Xue Mingyue directly ignored his movements and landed neatly. She sat on the horse and jolted for almost an hour or two. She felt that her whole body was about to fall apart.

I really don’t know how those prairie barbarians who can stay on horseback all day do it.

Xie Lang's face showed undisguised regret that he hadn't received the call.

Xue Mingyue looked like she wanted to punch him.

He picked a rabbit at random and walked to the stream to start processing it. He asked casually: "Roast a rabbit. Do you want to make a beggar's chicken? What kind of soup do you want to drink? Can I have egg soup?"

Xue Mingyue's head was full of questions: "What do you use to make soup?"

Her answer was a chuckle from the other party: "I brought a clay pot and tied it to the saddle."

"..."

Xue Mingyue turned around and saw the earthen jar wrapped in layers.

She now believed his words about being prepared.

Xue Mingyue's mood was a little complicated. She took off the earthen jar and walked to the stream. As soon as she walked over, she heard Xie Lang say: "Just put the things on the ground. You don't need to do anything. I'll do it."

She was stunned: "Oh."

After I put down my things, I walked around for a while. After the soreness from sitting for a long time dissipated, I walked back out of boredom.

Xie Lang processed the ingredients very quickly, finishing all the rabbits and pheasants in such a short time. When Xue Mingyue came back, she saw him stuffing dried mushrooms and other things into the chicken stomachs.

Then he tied it up with lotus leaves that came from nowhere and buried it in the soil.

Yes, he has also raised the fire.

Xue Mingyue looked in awe, her apricot eyes widened slightly, and she didn't know what to say. The cooking skills he showed... She had never seen it in her previous life, and she had tasted it several times in this life.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

Finally, Xue Mingyue walked to him quietly and found a stone to sit next to him: "I forgot to mention it last time, but your cooking skills are very good."

The last time naturally refers to the night trip to Panhu Lake.

Xie Lang paused slightly.

He lowered his eyes, laughed softly, and said, "I learned it from the cook when I was in Suzhou."

She learned it after her death in her previous life.