King Jin looked at the broken bamboo thorn in his hand, threw it away, and picked up another one.
After cutting it three times and two times, I took the rope from her hand, tied it at the end, and tried it out by pulling it twice. Just hold it between two fingers, and shoot it quickly and accurately into the stream, like a sharp arrow piercing through the air.
After a while, following the slight movement of King Jin's wrist, he shot back backwards, and nailed a fish that was still alive and kicking.
Yaoniang was nervously waiting for King Jin to speak, but he didn't seem to hear it.
Could it be that her voice is too low
But let her say it again, but she couldn't muster up the courage.
Seeing that King Jin could hardly catch the fish, she hurriedly put Xiaobao on the boulder and went to catch it.
King Jin put the fish in her hand, his red eyes were dim, and he couldn't see any waves. With her heart pounding, she avoided his eyes and stooped to put the fish in the bucket beside her.
On the boulder, Xiao Bao sat there with his chubby legs crossed.
In fact, he has already realized in his heart that he is her mother's original sin, and the reason why her mother died in the previous life probably has a lot to do with him. If the royal father had no suspicions in his heart, if the royal father loved his mother dearly, how could he not be able to protect her by his means.
Xiao Bao straightened his back, but his eyes gradually became sad.
"What is the ink stain, hurry up and continue!"
King Jin's voice came from over there, as if nothing happened just now.
Yaoniang hurriedly took the bucket to pick it up, but King Jin was too fast, one came up suddenly, and another came up suddenly, Yaoniang was in a hurry, a lot of water droplets splashed on her face, and she yelled too much, no more .
It seems that nothing really happened, but who knows
After catching more than half of the bucket of fish, King Jin stopped...
There are so many fish, but they are all dead. They can't be released, but they can't be eaten.
Yao Niang looked at these fish, her head was getting bigger.
"This is how to do ah?"
King Jin glanced at her: "Throw it away if you can't finish it."
"It's such a raw fish, why throw it away, what a waste."
"Take a few back, and throw the rest here, so it won't be wasted." Saying that, King Jin Shi Shiran walked back. Dressed in a blue shirt, the whole body is upright, without any dust, except for the bamboo thorn tied with a rope in his hand.
This bamboo thorn Yaoniang said that such a good thing can still be used next time, so it can't be thrown away.
"Why wouldn't it be wasted, it wouldn't be a waste."
Yaoniang looked at the fish in the bucket tangledly, trying to get them all back, but she couldn't lift them up. She couldn't count on King Jin, and she had to hold a baby. I could only pick and choose, picked some out of it, and threw them on a big rock next to me. She tried to lift the bucket, and when she felt that she could lift it, she first picked up Xiaobao, put his little arms around her neck, and carried the bucket with one hand.
Before he stretched out his hand, a black shadow shrouded his eyes.
"Give me!"
Uh…
Before she could realize what King Jin meant, she felt a lightness in her arms, and Xiao Bao was carried away by King Jin.
"Why does this little brat eat so fat?" King Jin lifted Xiaobao up in disgust, looked left and right, and finally put him on his uninjured shoulder.
Yao Niang lowered her head and blinked her eyes, without saying a word, she went to carry the bucket.
"It's not too late to catch up."
"Hey!"
She blinked away the mist in her eyes, hurriedly lifted the bucket, and followed behind step by step.
"This little boy is heavy! Fat and heavy."
The little boy looked at the back of King Jin's head, and considered whether to give him a bite.
"Little milk babies are like this. After a while, they will grow long, and gradually lose weight." The little boy's mother explained.
King Jin snorted coldly, accepting this argument.
After these three people left, a man jumped down from the treetop. He was dressed in black, and his steps were vigorous and light, like a big cat running wild in the dark. He came to the stone and looked at the fish on the stone with distress.
How to eat so much? He pointed at the fish in the stream for the past two days to feed his hunger, but he didn't expect His Highness to kill all the fish after only coming for a while, and said that they should not be wasted.
Since it can't be wasted, let's eat it
Back at the wooden house, Yaoniang began to think about how to make these fish.
Steamed, boiled, fried, grilled? In the end, it was decided by the king of Jin to use roasted.
This Yaoniang is not good at it, King Jin said calmly that he would.
The three of them didn't enter the house either, Yao Niang went in and found a sheet that was stained with blood, took it out and spread it on the lawn.
Little Treasure won't leave, and Jin Wang, the master, is injured, so he has to find a place to settle him down. After the two of them settled down, she went to find a small shovel to dig a hole. According to King Jin, you need to dig a fire pit first to grill fish. Where did Yaoniang get this before? King Jin commanded her to dig a crooked earth pit.
After digging the hole, I went to get firewood again.
Yao Niang piled the firewood in like a stove, leaving only a small hole in the middle. King Jin said again that this is not possible, and it has to be built. Disliked her clumsiness, drove her away, and did it himself.
Yaoniang went to wash and marinate the fish and take it out, while King Jin had already lit the fire.
He skewered the fish with the bamboo strips he had cut before, and grilled it on a wooden rack, turning it over while grilling. Yaoniang has nothing to do at the moment, she just sits by and watches King Jin grilling fish, and feels that he is very familiar, and he doesn't look like a prince at all.
"I didn't expect His Highness to be able to grill fish."
"This king is not as stupid as you!"
You can't chat with this person, so Yaoniang turned to play with Xiaobao.
The first fish is grilled, golden on the outside, tender on the outside and tender on the inside, full of fragrance.
King Jin handed the fish to Yao Niang, Yao Niang was taken aback, and said: "Your Highness, you can eat."
King Jin ignored her and went to roast another fish. Yaoniang could only take the fish, and sat down beside Xiaobao.
She carefully peeled off the skin of the fish, it was very hot. She blew it cold, tasted it first, and then tore off the tender meat from the belly of the fish to feed Xiaobao.
Xiao Bao ate so deliciously that he felt like tears filled his eyes.
God knows how long it has been since he had eaten salt. Although the fish wasn't too salty, it was extremely delicious to him.
Xiaobao ate the whole belly of a fish, but he didn't dare to eat the rest of the fish, for fear that the thorns inside would catch him. But Xiaobao still wanted to eat, his eyes were fixed on the fish and he couldn't pull it out. It just so happened that King Jin's second fish was also grilled, and he handed it over with a sneer, "No wonder I'm so fat!"
Crit!
Xiaobao can't speak, but he has a mother, and the little boy's mother said a little bit angrily: "Xiaobao is not fat, all baby babies are like this."
King Jin grilled seven fish in total, he ate four by himself, Xiaobao ate two fish bellies, and Yaoniang ate the rest.
In fact, Xiaobao still wanted to eat, but Yaoniang refused to give it, fearing that he would not be able to digest it.
The key point is that he can't speak, and he can't act coquettishly. I could only watch the two adults eat. King Jin ate very deliciously. Yaoniang comforted her son while stuttering: "You can't eat any more, you are still young."
The young Xiaobao was so sad and angry, and his mother misinterpreted it as 'Xiaobao is so naughty' when such a young baby even lost his temper and vented his anger, and then looked at him with eyes full of love.
A piece of roasted, tender and delicious fish belly was handed to him, Xiao Bao looked up and saw the face that King Jin didn't want to see.
"Your mother is right not to let you eat, look at your fat!"
Xiaobao raised his little hand and looked at it. He was indeed plump, and there were still a few fleshy dimples on the back of his hand.
But the problem is that he is still young. In his previous life, his body was too poor. He couldn’t eat anything, spicy or spicy, grilled or fried, or harmful to the body. They were all tasteless things, so It's not that he's greedy, it's just that he hasn't eaten.
A gentleman does not eat food that is cheap, but he is not a gentleman! Xiao Bao took the fish over, put it in his mouth and took a bite.
"He can't eat any more."
"Look at how greedy he is, he looks like a little piggy." King Jin sneered.
You're the little piggies, and your whole family are piggies!
After eating, there was a mess all over the place.
Yaoniang had no choice but to resign herself to her fate and get up to clean up. After cleaning up, she boiled water to bathe Xiaobao. His mouth and hands were full of oil, and his clothes were also shiny.
Fortunately, the children in this family have a lot of clothes, so they don't have to worry about having no clothes to change for him.
After washing the small ones, wash the big ones, and after washing the big ones, you still have yourself. After finishing her work, Yaoniang was exhausted, she lay down and was unwilling to move.
It was getting dark gradually.
Yaoniang doesn't know what this place is, but the life here is full of peace, no disputes, no conflicts, no intrigues, only sunrise and sunset.
Yaoniang found that she liked this kind of life, as if she didn't have to think about anything, and didn't have to think about anything.
No lamps are lit, but there is a moon in the sky. There is a window on the side of this bedroom, and the bright moonlight shines in through the window sash, shining a silvery light in the room.
Xiaobao had already fallen asleep, breathing steadily, but Yaoniang couldn't calm down.
Because King Jin was touching her.
At first, she thought he accidentally touched her, but when his hand began to slip consciously, she realized it was not. Xiao Bao was lying beside her, she didn't dare to make a sound, but her breathing was messed up.
Feeling that he was getting more and more presumptuous, she couldn't help but grabbed his hand, begging in a voice: "Don't..."
King Jin didn't speak, but took her hand to the unspeakable place. Only then did Yaoniang remember the poison on his body, remembering that she had to relieve him once a day in the palace.
She thought for a while, then whispered in his ear, "How about going somewhere else?"
It was just such a bed, it was still a plank bed, and it creaked when there was a lot of movement, not to mention that Xiao Bao was still lying on the side.
King Jin seemed to be excited all of a sudden, without any signs of illness or injury, he hugged Yaoniang and went outside. There was nothing in the hall, not even a table, but there was a window. King Jin walked over and pushed open the half-open window, and began to do whatever he wanted.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the night breeze is cool.
Knowing that no one is around, Yaoniang is still nervous.
The whole body was tense, King Jin bit her ear and told her to relax several times, but she still couldn't relax.
Because the surroundings were too quiet, there was some sound, which became more and more clear. In the distance, there seems to be the sound of unknown birds, the sound of gurgling streams, and the gurgling water, which is like a fairyland on earth.
Yaoniang couldn't bear it, somehow she remembered the previous incident. The night gave her courage, and she also knew that King Jin was very talkative at this time, so she couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, after we go back this time, can you let me go?"
King Jin paused, and slapped the soft flesh of his hand harder and more urgently.
After a while, he said: "I tell you, don't even think about it!"
As if thinking of something, he was particularly annoyed, and his movements became rough, turning her over and biting her ear. In the extreme of each other, he said in a hoarse voice: "Su Yaoniang, don't push yourself!"
In the distance, Dark Eleven squatted on a treetop, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.
He suddenly missed that girl, the girl who always said that he didn't practice well in concealment.
The hidden guard under His Highness can retire at twenty-five, and that girl belongs to Mrs. Su. If Mrs. Su really left, would she even take that girl away