Prince of Prey's Little Ginseng Extract [Transmigration Book]

Other than that, he couldn't think of any reason for the prince to act like this.

The crown prince is not the kind of person who can do things too much, even if he wants to make out with Jiang Ling, he shouldn't make him unable to get out of bed all morning, and even use the excuse of being sick.

"……no."

How should I put it, I was the one who ate too much venison, and I was the one who did it first?

"What's going on? You can't take the initiative..." Noticing Jiang Ling's slightly changed expression, Zhan Lezhang's voice paused.

After a while, he continued: "You really took the initiative?"

"Your Highness grilled meat last night. I remember what you said. You didn't let Your Highness eat more venison. I ate almost all of the roasted venison. I didn't expect that the effect would be so great. I woke up in the middle of the night. then……"

What happened next didn't need to be told by Jiang Ling, Zhan Lezhang could guess it.

"Sure enough, you can't eat too much venison." Jiang Ling will never forget, he was so tired last night, but the fire in his body was still burning.

"But venison is delicious, why should there be such a side effect?"

"Maybe it's because you're a little unloved, just let it out." Zhan Lezhang said.

"What are you two muttering about?" The Ninth Prince turned his head and saw Jiang Ling and Zhan Lezhang, head to head, whispering something.

Jiang Ling: "Speaking of yesterday's dinner, will there be another one today?"

The Ninth Prince sat down carelessly: "It's also the first time for Le Zhang to come, you might as well ask me if you ask him, tonight will not be the same as yesterday, but if you want to eat barbecue, you can roast it for you when the prince comes back."

Speaking of this, the Ninth Prince smacked his lips when he thought of the regret of not having the prince's own barbecue last night, although the meat roasted by the palace servants was also delicious.

Jiang Ling also didn't want to come to last night's dinner party again, mainly because she didn't want to be called by Emperor Chongming halfway to say some face-saving words.

"You can't eat barbecue tonight like yesterday." Zhan Lezhang worried.

"I know." Jiang Ling nodded.

"Why not?" The Ninth Prince didn't understand.

"The princess is sick, and the patient can't eat spicy food, it's better to be light." Zhan Lezhang explained.

"Oh, I forgot," the Ninth Prince suddenly realized, "Brother Jiang, you have to bear with it for two days, and when you recover from your illness, you can eat whatever you want."

"Jian Ming, have you settled the matter at home?" Jiang Ling asked.

He didn't forget that the Wen family's third room had taken Xiao Chengyun's idea, but after telling the prince about it, he didn't ask any more questions. It happened that Wen Jianming was here today, and all the people present were people who knew about it. asked a question.

"It's almost settled," Wen Jianming showed a gentle smile, "This time, the third uncle's family didn't make a fuss when they said they wanted to separate. I scolded my third aunt and told her not to mention this matter again in the future."

The old lady who has always been partial to the third bedroom didn't say a word.

Jiang Ling felt that the crown prince might have done something in the middle, but Wen Jianming didn't mention it because of his ignorant look.

"This matter has finally been resolved. After Jianming, there is no need to not come to the appointment because of scruples about Sanfang." Cao Hongli sighed.

"Yes." The smile in Wen Jianming's eyes deepened.

His affection for the third uncle and the first room has long been exhausted in the unrestrained demands and unreasonable troubles. Now they have separated from the third room. No matter what the end of the third room is, it is none of his business.

He will never forget the feeling that the third uncle held him back when he went home and asked him to find a way to send his daughter to the East Palace.

Anger, disgust, disbelief... All kinds of emotions filled his mind, and he could hardly hear what third uncle said.

The third uncle over there is still chattering: "Since you have a good relationship with the Crown Princess, you can see His Highness the Crown Prince if you want, and when you bring your sister along, in case she wins the Prince's favor, she will be a great help by your side in the future." .”

"Then have you ever thought about what the Crown Princess will think of me if I really do this?" Wen Jianming heard his calm voice.

Anger has reached the extreme, but it will not be reflected in words.

And how did his third uncle answer at that time?

He was just surprised for a moment, and then said: "What's the matter? The prince will never be alone with the princess, he is still a man, it is best for you to have a good talk with the prince, let Yi'er enter the palace as soon as possible, and give birth to the prince. A son and a half daughter, Yi'er is not greedy too much, and won't compete with the Crown Princess..."

Wen Jianming couldn't listen to the rest of the words, how shameless, he didn't want to stay with such a shameless person for a moment.

"Third Uncle, have you ever thought that your daughter is not even a star of the Crown Princess, and the Crown Prince won't even look at him? There are so many beauties in the world, and if the Crown Prince really has a heart, what kind of beauties can't be obtained?" Wen Jianming didn't show third uncle any affection this time.

"You kid, what are you talking about?" Uncle Wen didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

"Then would you like to see what you said?" Wen Jianming said sarcastically.

Originally, Wen Jianming thought that Uncle Wen would give up if he said it like this, but unexpectedly, the other party moved out the old lady and used the old lady to put pressure on his father.

When he found out, Wen Jianming laughed angrily.

For the sake of the old lady's sake, his father tolerated Third Uncle Wen, but in the end, all he got was the other party's advances again and again.

Uncle Wen thought that this time would be the same as before, as long as the old lady moved out, all problems would be solved. Unexpectedly, people's patience is limited, and Mrs. Wen didn't want to bear it long ago.

Without Dafang's protection, Uncle Wen's life became worse and worse. Those who were bullied by him came to his door and returned the bullying they had received one by one.

For all this, Wen Jianming watched coldly, watching Uncle Wen's family get their own punishment step by step.

He knew that the prince was involved in this matter, and his father also knew about it, but none of them said anything. The prince only targeted Wen Sanshu's lineage, which was already extraordinarily merciful.

Otherwise, the entire Wen family would be implicated by Uncle Wen's family.

Now, not only has he not been implicated, but his father's official career has gone a step further.

It can be said that the princess is the great benefactor of their family.

The Ninth Prince found a well-made bow in the tent. This bow is slightly different from ordinary bows. It is smaller, but it does not affect its exquisiteness.

"This bow is beautiful, Brother Jiang, it seems that you didn't use this bow yesterday?"

"This bow is a thank you gift from the Cui family." In addition to the prey, the Cui family and the Xiang family also sent many things that can be used for hunting.

"It's to thank Cui Xiangming." The Ninth Prince twirled the bow in his hand, "This bow is not bad. Brother Jiang can try it tomorrow."

Jiang Ling was also very interested in this bow, otherwise Qingyao would not have left it in the tent alone.

After finishing speaking, the Ninth Prince remembered Jiang Ling's illness: "Brother Jiang, can you go hunting with us tomorrow?"

"it should be OK."

"Probably not."

The voices of Jiang Ling and Zhan Lezhang sounded at the same time.

The Ninth Prince scratched his head: "Why don't Brother Jiang take good care of him and hunt for a while." "I'll see tomorrow, I won't be brave."

Sometimes Jiang Ling can't bear hardships, and sometimes she can bear hardships very much. After the first time riding a horse and getting scratched, Xiao Shengyun didn't want Jiang Ling to practice horse archery so quickly, Jiang Ling insisted on it.

It still hurts at the beginning, but it gets better after a few times. Yesterday, the Ninth Prince and others didn't stay on horseback for a whole day, so they could bear it.

"Young Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hunted a white tiger!" Qing Yao's slightly excited voice took everyone's thoughts away.

"White Tiger?!" The Ninth Prince cried out in shock.

"Has it been shipped back?"

"It has been shipped back, and many people went to see it." Qing Yao replied.

The Ninth Prince asked: "Brother Jiang, shall we also go and have a look?"

Qing Yao brought a cloak for Jiang Ling, because he didn't go hunting today, Jiang Ling was wearing casual clothes, light blue, which made his face look like a crown of jade.

When a few people arrived, many people had already come over, surrounded the white tiger, and kept exclaiming.

Xiao Shengyun was riding on a horse. Seeing him, the crowd took the initiative to give way.

Come on horseback.

Jiang Ling raised her head and looked at the man sitting on the horseback.

Qingzhi came over, sniffed Jiang Ling, confirmed that it was a human being who smelled good, and licked his face with his big tongue.

Jiang Ling took out a piece of candy and fed it.

The Ninth Prince was dumbfounded.

He knew that the prince's horse, a horse of thousands of miles, had been fighting with the prince on the battlefield for three years. He was arrogant and would not let anyone get close to him except the prince.

Do you really favor your master?

Because the prince's brother likes Brother Jiang, so does his horse.

Xiao Shengyun dismounted: "Why did you come out?"

"I heard that you hunted a white tiger, let me take a look."

"We also came to see the white tiger." The Ninth Prince said hastily.

Xiao Chengyun lifted Jiang Ling's face and kissed his forehead: "Gu will take you there."

The white tiger is dead, but its huge size still brings a heavy pressure to people.Because its eyes were pierced by an arrow, its body is intact, and at first glance, it seems to be alive.

"The tiger skin that I said I wanted to hunt for Ling'er, this one is not bad."

Xiao Shengyun held Jiang Ling's waist with one hand, and Jiang Ling pressed his body weight on this arm. His waist was very painful and his legs were sore.

After watching the white tiger, Jiang Ling and Xiao Shengyun left first. When they were out of the sight of the crowd, Jiang Ling couldn't hold on any longer: "Your Highness, carry me back."

Xiao Chengyun squatted down, and Jiang Ling climbed onto his back.

Along the way, they met many people who came to see the white tiger. Seeing the prince carrying Jiang Ling on his back, they tried their best to maintain a normal expression on their faces.

"I didn't expect that the crown prince would love the crown princess so much."

"I have to go back for such a long way. I heard that the Crown Princess caught a cold last night. It seems to be true."

Jiang Ling couldn't hear all kinds of comments.

He was carried all the way back by Xiao Chengyun, when Qing Yao saw him, she hurried forward, thinking that something had happened.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. If you want to see the white tiger, go and see it too. It's a pity not to see it, Your Highness."

When Jiang Ling opened her mouth, the palace servants who could no longer hold back thanked her one after another.

There were only two people left in the tent.

Xiao Chengyun saw the bow on the small table at a glance, picked it up and weighed it: "Who sent this bow?"

"It's the Cui family. Cui Xiangming came here today and brought a lot of things, some from the Cui family, some from the Xiang family. I thought this bow was beautiful, so I kept it." Jiang Ling talked about what happened during the day.

Xiao Shengyun heard about Cui Xiangming's matter from Jiang Ling, but he didn't know that Cui Xiangming sent so many things back and forth, and even came here in person while he was away.

"He wants to call you 'Brother', you agree?" Putting down the bow in his hand, pinching the young man's earlobe with one hand, rubbing it gently, "Ling'er is too popular."