Taming of the Beast

That day, Hua Meng saved someone.

As he was researching herbal medicine, he suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood, which belonged to the smell of rotting blood. The only possibility for this smell to appear was—a dead body.

But there is also the smell of fresh blood.

It's clear, rotten and fresh flavors mixed together.Looking in the direction of the smell of blood, his beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed into a line, and he decided to find out.

Huancui Mountain, in the bamboo forest, Hua Meng looked down at the dying person from a high position.

There was a long trail of blood trailing behind him, and the edge could not be found at a glance.He climbed up, dragging his scarred body, all the way from the foot of the mountain or beyond.

Only his strong will remained to support him, his body had already exceeded its limit, and the organs above had lost their original functions, he couldn't hear the footsteps approaching him, and he didn't know that the voice stopped right in front of him.

He was still desperately climbing up, digging the ground with his muddy hands, grabbing the bamboo, and pulling himself forward little by little.His nails were full of mud and sand, and the color of the flesh could not be seen on his hands. The blood and mud were mixed together, which looked disgusting.And his hay-like hair, which can't be called clothes, and the stench of thorns, violates Huameng's aesthetics. Even if this kind of person is a patient, he doesn't want to get his hands dirty, and he will dirty himself.

The wounds on his body are basically fatal, varying in size. They were wounded by sharp weapons. From the appearance, every run down is a vital point. He can't wait to take the opponent's life. He should have experienced a very vicious attack. A brutal struggle.

The blood on the wound has solidified, but it has lost the unique self-healing ability of monsters. There is no way to do it because the injury is too serious.Crawling hard, the affected wound overflowed with blood again, just bleeding like this, drying up, flowing again, and again and again, the man's body was already covered with blood secrets, the black-red armor, and the few pieces of rags seemed to be stretched on it, probably not at all. I can't take it off.

Hua Meng stood on his way forward, watching his strenuous movements indifferently, until the man realized that there were a pair of extra feet in front of him, and then slowly raised his head.

Cracked lips, haggard face, face covered by mud, only those eyes are shining brightly.

He lost all his senses, but the sharpness in his eyes did not diminish at all, which shows how arrogant and extraordinary he was before he was injured.

Hua Meng clearly read from his eyes: I don't want to die.

So he saved him, because of his desire to survive, because he could not give up on himself before his life was about to end.

He took him back to the bamboo house and tried his best to heal and take care of him. The man who had been in the gate of hell for a while was pulled back by Hua Meng.

The current him is no longer the downcast and embarrassed person he was at the beginning. Although he is still very weak, he is like a luminous body, expressing his uniqueness vividly and vividly.Hua Meng had never seen this kind of person before, with elegant demeanor, humorous speech, well-informed, gentle and considerate, understanding, good at observing, and caring for him.

And can see through people at a glance, and give him what he needs in time.

His existence has filled the vacancy he has always had.

Being with him, Huameng felt very novel, she became a sponge, absorbing all the things that the man brought to him, which he never knew, he liked this feeling, the heart that had been lonely for a long time seemed to find something at this moment warmth.

This man's name is Qian Qi.

Hua Meng has never taken care of a person so meticulously, and never treated a patient so hard. Under his care, Qian Yi quickly recovered, and even said that she was stronger than before.

Hua Meng never asked him where he came from, nor did he think about why he was injured, but now that he is healed, he might leave at any time, and this question began to trouble him.

He didn't want to let Qianyi go, and he didn't want to taste loneliness again. It's fine if he hasn't tried it. Once he tried it, he didn't want to go back to the past and return to his own life.

Hua Meng was anxious, but Qian Yi never mentioned leaving, and just continued to live here with Hua Meng.

It also made him more and more reluctant to let go.

There is a subtle emotion between him and Qian Yi, I don't know if it is love or attachment, but I just don't want him to leave and want to be with him forever.

He couldn't confirm his mood, and Qianye never expressed it, and spent his days in confusion, but on a certain day, the order was disrupted.

Qian Yi kissed him, without any hesitation, kissed him simply.

At that moment, Hua Meng, who has always been sophisticated and tactful, was dumbfounded.

Although Qian Yi didn't say anything, but in Hua Meng's heart, his position has changed, and he has been upgraded to someone he likes.

The following things developed in a logical way. They kissed, hugged, and helped each other resolve their desires, but they didn't make it to the last step, because they were always male and had a grudge against this aspect.

But Hua Meng thought about it, no matter how gentle and tolerant Qian Yi is to him, she will not want to be female, and if the other party is Qian Yi, he will put aside his masculine pride and bow down to him.

Therefore, Hua Meng hinted, but the always smart Qian Yi seems to have become dull in this regard.They still did what they should do as before, but the last gap still hasn't been crossed.

Hua Meng was still thinking at the time, maybe he didn't want to wrong himself, and was struggling to make a concession.He didn't force him, it's best to let nature take its course, anyway, they are already like this, and that thing will happen sooner or later, so don't be in a hurry and put too much pressure on him.

But life will never be so easy.

That night, they sat on the peach tree, admiring the moon side by side, and Qian Yi, who had been silent all this time, finally revealed the reason for his serious injury.

Qian Yi's original form is a civet cat, and he is the king's concubine.

No matter what race, the king's rights are the same. Before the female is determined, the tribe will select a suitable female to serve the king, but once the species is selected, this privilege will be gone, and he will treat his own as the tribe. Partner is loyal. (Except for some specific races, the living habits of animals cannot be changed by restraint)

But civet cats do not belong to a specific race, and Qianji's father had him after confirming the female, so he became a private, an aboveboard private.

He is with his half-brother, studies, lives, and has the right to inherit the position of king.Although they are all the king's children, Qian Yi received a lot of supercilious and indifferent treatment due to that identity. His brothers, and the real female of the king, even regarded him as an enemy, wishing to see him with just their eyes. kill.

Qian Yi has always been very careful, dealing with people cautiously, and will protect himself very well. At the same time, he will complete the tasks assigned by the king excellently.The more popular he is, the more appreciation he gets, and the disgust and hatred will naturally increase.

He is just a selfish woman, he should be satisfied with his status, but he wants to get more. People who are too greedy often end badly.

The plan to eradicate him naturally came into being, even though Qian Yi was clever and hard to beat four hands with one punch, he still fell into the hands of his brothers.

Their clan's business exchanges are relatively active, and this year is another bumper harvest year, and their business is busier than usual. When they have nothing to do, the king asked them to learn how to do business, so they went to other clans with the clan's caravan to do business.

It was the first time for Qianyi to leave the tribe and leave his father's protection. This was the only time that almost killed him.

When driving to a certain section of the road, Qian Yu's car separated from the clan's convoy.Just as he was wondering, he saw a pair of shining knives slashing towards him, and immediately he knew everything.

He thought that in front of his clansmen, they didn't dare to do anything to him. He was too confident and fell into this lame trap, but it was too late. When he took up his weapon to resist, he was already surrounded by a group of people In the middle, it's called a siege.

Qianji's fate was miserable.

After confirming that he was out of breath, his brother stabbed him hard in the heart just in case, and then he was taken down the mountain stream, just in a coma.

That knife wounded his heart, not too lightly, it almost killed him, or in other words, at this time, Qian Yi had already lost most of his life.

He thought that if he protected himself well and showed his good side in front of the king, he would have a chance to inherit the king's position.Very direct and simple thinking, his brothers taught him a lesson.Don't think too simple about everything, his existence is like a thorn in their backs, how could it not be removed to avoid future troubles?Qianyi only figured it out now, but it was too late, his self-protection had too many omissions.

But he didn't want to die.

Holding on to the last of his strength, he walked towards Huancui Mountain where the genius doctor Hua Meng was located. He was as angry as a thread, and his body had reached its limit, only his tenacious willpower was left. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be defeated so easily. It was careless once, but one mistake cannot mean forever, he wants to seek justice for himself.

If he couldn't walk, he had to climb. Fortunately, the mountain stream where he fell was not far from Huancui Mountain. In the end, Qianji finally made it. His body was already broken, and his blood was basically drained. When he saw Huameng, there was only one mouthful left. Remnant Qi, that is, Hua Meng, could not be saved by anyone else.

And then, they meet.

After the story was finished, Hua Meng looked at Qian Yi with distress. Without him, this man might not exist anymore.

The matter of death is a common internal strife in the royal family. Hua Meng was not surprised, nor did she feel that their brothers had done too much. After all, the weak survive and the fittest survive.

I'm just glad that I was able to show up in time when he needed it and helped him.

"Hua Meng, I'm not reconciled, I want to get back what I lost..." The arms around him tightened again and again, and the man's tone was not as relaxed as usual.

"What can I help you with?" He shouldn't care, he should abide by the rules of the game, but in the face of such a crisis, he violated the principles, ignored the laws and regulations, and only wanted to make him happy.