rich little concubine

Although the leaves of the trees in the forest are withered, the tall and branched branches of the trees cover each other, and the sky becomes darker as soon as it enters.

Ji Ziyang followed the traces of some horseshoes all the way, and didn't stop until the horseshoes scattered around in a disorderly manner. This is probably where Yueli suddenly disappeared.

Those horseshoe prints scattered in all directions were the traces that the guards were looking for separately.

Looking around, where should he go?

Ji Ziyang got off his horse, he was not familiar with this forest, he hoped that Yueli really wandered off carelessly, not what he thought.

Going forward, the road in the forest was more rugged, and it became very difficult to ride a horse. He simply tied the horse aside and chose the most uneven road around.

The further you go, the fewer traces on the road. Ji Ziyang yelled a few times, but no one responded. Most of the birds and beasts were already in hibernation. Under this yell, only a few small animals ran past. The sound of running away.

Among these unusually small voices, there was a clicking sound that Ji Ziyang could clearly hear. It was the sound of a branch being trampled.

Someone followed him.

"Who! Come out!"

Ji Ziyang shouted towards the surroundings, but no sound came out again.

In the darkness, Ah Liu raised his foot calmly, and moved away from the broken branch. Princess Xindao was really alert, and he followed after entering the forest from Ji Ziyang.

It was late at night, and the forest was dangerous. He had to let the princess return quickly, so he disappeared in place in a flash.

In the extremely dark cave, Yue Li was sitting on the ground in a coma, his clothes were cut by branches in several places, and some dead branches and leaves were stained on his head. The image of a country lord was extremely embarrassing.

And there was a person standing beside him, with his hands behind his back, in a black robe that was spotless, with a stern and cold expression hidden in the dark night.

A person came running quickly from a distance, and when he saw the prince, he immediately reported: "My lord, my concubine is already in the forest and is coming here, look..."

"This king knows, throw him out."

In Ran Mofeng's eyes, Yueli's thoughts on Ji Ziyang should be hacked into pieces, but the other party never overstepped in any way, so he had to endure it first, but bearing it doesn't mean that he can't punish him with small punishments.

"Yes." Ah Liu nodded, walked into the cave, lifted him up, and was stunned when he saw it. He didn't seem to be in such a miserable state when he was just caught, but now he looks like The face is different.

"Wait." Just as he was about to take him away, Ah Liu was stopped by his prince again.

"What are your orders from the lord?"

Ah Liu asked immediately, but he waited for a long time after asking, but he still couldn't wait for Ran Mofeng's order. He couldn't help but feel strange, his elm head only watched the prince's expression getting colder and colder, but he didn't know it was him. Where did I go wrong.

It's no wonder, how can his majestic prince say something like beating someone up again? If Ah Wu saw the prince's expression, he would understand immediately, and he could stare at him questioningly like Ah Liu. Prince?

"Yueli—"

In the distance, Ji Ziyang's voice came, getting closer and closer, and there were footsteps coming from other directions, but Mo Feng could only wave his hand and said, "I lost it." He said it as if he was throwing something.

Ah Liu scratched his head and said, "Didn't I say this order just now?" After he was puzzled, he followed it.

Ji Ziyang approached a little bit, only to feel that there seemed to be some high bump on the road ahead, and tentatively called again: "Yueli—" Unfortunately, the thing didn't move and didn't respond to him.

When he got closer, he saw that the figure and clothes were the person he was looking for. Although it was dark, he could still tell the difference if he squatted down and looked carefully.

Yueli fell to the ground in a coma, Ji Ziyang helped him up, and shook him vigorously: "Yueli—wake up!" Unfortunately, the other party was still the same as before, showing no sign of waking up.

Ji Ziyang was helpless, Yueli was taller than him, and he couldn't carry people on his back. He lay down on the ground and listened, and there were disorderly footsteps approaching, probably from the guards who had searched before, so he sat down and waited for someone with peace of mind.

After a while, there was a fire in the distance, and a group of people approached. Ji Ziyang shouted loudly, and the other party quickly rushed over. It was a group of guards led by Qingshan.

Qingshan approached with a torch, found the king, and felt relieved, but when the light shone on the face of the king, his whole body was shocked, and he opened his eyes wide and said: "This... ... who is this?"

Ji Ziyang was stunned, and looked at Yueli's face by the light of the fire, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, but he was really shocked when he saw it, his bruised nose and swollen face were far from Yueli's usual image.

The left eye is black and blue as big as a fist, the cheeks on both sides are swollen, blue and red, and there are bloodstains at the corner of the mouth, and the hair is messy, and the fallen leaves of this tree are still caught. I can't believe it.

The corners of Ji Ziyang's eyes are twitching badly, can hunting make him like this?Obviously he was beaten, and he turned into a pig's head!

Whose handwriting is it? I was not sure before, but now he is a hundred sure.

"That....should be your lord, take him back first." Ji Ziyang coughed in embarrassment, looked around casually, feeling annoyed.

Although he clearly rejected Yueli's intentions, but the other party was pure in character and took good care of him, he had long regarded him as a friend, and now that his friend was being bullied, it was inevitable that he would be angry.

"Yes, yes," Qingshan confirmed after a closer look, and immediately called someone to lift up their king, and said in doubt: "We came to look for this place just now, but we didn't find anyone, what's going on now? Appeared again?"

"It's too dark, maybe you didn't pay attention before." Ji Ziyang couldn't say it, so he had to open his eyes and talk nonsense, obviously the other party had so many torches, they could light up wherever he went.

"Master Ji is right." The king is simple, even with the guards.

Ji Ziyang gave a guilty laugh twice on behalf of someone.

The king was injured and fell into a coma. As soon as he got out of the woods, the large army rushed directly to the palace.

Back in the palace, Qingshan took Yueli with her to the main hall and invited the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment. Ji Ziyang couldn't help, so she had to go back to her own hall.

On the way back, he observed carefully, Yueli's breathing was steady, presumably it was just some trauma, but it was indeed too much to beat someone like this.

"Yaohuan, come here," Ji Ziyang waved to her, and whispered something in her ear.

"Ah? What do you want this for?"

"I'm useful, you just ask the kitchen to get some."

"Okay, the servant will do it now."

It was late at night, when he was in deep sleep. Normally, Ji Ziyang would be sound asleep at this moment, but tonight he had to wait for someone, someone who had been by his side for a long time but never showed up.

Today was exhausting enough, in order not to fall asleep, he held on and on, but unfortunately there was no movement in the room after waiting for a long time, he sighed, must let him play some tricks.

So he got up and lit a lamp in the room. His skin was already fair, but the dim light didn't look bloody. He walked slowly to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

After taking a sip of tea, the cup suddenly fell to the ground with a clang. Ji Ziyang frowned, covered his stomach with his hands, and squatted slowly on the ground in pain.

Under the light of the candlelight, he looked in horror at the bright red blood dripping from between his legs.

A dark shadow flashed in the room, and a figure stood in front of him. The moment he appeared in front of Ji Ziyang, he had already hugged him up and hurriedly walked to the bed, his usual steady footsteps flustered for a moment.

"Are you willing to show up?" Ji Ziyang looked at the man in front of him bitterly. The man's face remained the same, but he looked cautiously towards him, and his heart ached slightly.

Did he break the pride of this man?

But Mo Feng was taken aback, put the person on the bed, and called out in a low voice: "Yang'er..." He didn't know how much Ji Ziyang's memory had recovered, and he appeared rashly just now in a hurry, afraid of offending the other party .

But compared to these, Ji Ziyang's blood between his legs just now made him even more frightened: "This king will find you an imperial doctor!"

"Wait! You answer a few questions for me before going."

"The body is more important than anything else!"

"If I don't want to be treated, what can you do to me!" Ji Ziyang was put on the bed, but he grabbed the other side's skirt with both hands, pulled him closer, and asked viciously like a little beast baring its fangs: " How long have you been in the dark?"

"It's been a while..." the man replied honestly.

"You destroyed all the things Yueli sent?"

"Yes."

"When I wake up every morning, why don't you wrap me into rice dumplings?" Ji Ziyang squinted at him and asked every sentence.

"Yes."

"Then the matter of archery is also your fault?"

"Naturally." He even looked a little proud.

"Then you made Yueli like this?" Ji Ziyang raised his eyebrows.

"...He fell it himself..." Ran Mofeng vowed, resolutely refusing to admit that he, the King of Zhenbei who is well-known in various countries, would do such a naive thing.

Ghost letter! -_-!

Ji Ziyang was taken aback for a moment, and burst out laughing in his heart. There was something this man didn't admit, but the expression on his face was still serious: "Why did you do that?"

But when Mo Feng looked at Ji Ziyang's face, his heart ached. Does his Yang'er still hate him?If he admits that he beat him, will Yang'er be angrier and loathe him more?

"It's true that he fell by himself, and this king kindly saved him." It's fine if you don't admit it, but you actually lied in a serious manner. Li should be grateful to the king.

"This king is going to call the imperial doctor for you!" Ran Mo Feng stood up, not wanting to argue about this topic, he had no choice but to feel guilty.

"Come back!" Ji Ziyang looked at his back after getting up, and roared hastily, with a hint of sobs in his voice.

But Mo Feng was stunned for a moment, and turned around, there was a tinge of red in the dark eyes on that resentful little face, there was both hate and love in those eyes.

Hate the other party for coming too late, hate yourself for loving too deeply.

"Yang'er..."

"I remembered..."