Snow hunting is also nothing but a big event at the end of the royal year.
Bai Weiwei shot a wild boar on horseback, even if it opened its head.
Then she sat and watched the civil servants and generals, like the huskies who untied the ropes, happily chasing the prey.
Sitting for a long time was very boring, and she was so weak that she even started to doze off.
Xie Yunting came back with a few dead foxes and ordered people to skin them.
When he saw that the little emperor was wearing fox fur clothes, he was very cute and precious, and he couldn't help but hunt the fox.
When the order was finished, he saw the little emperor fell asleep in a chair.
That pink face, because of the charcoal fire burning next to it, was so hot that it stained his face, and it was so beautiful that his throat tightened.
That weird hot feeling came up again.
Xie Yunting has never been the kind of person who likes to escape.
So instead of running away, he got closer to her.
The fingers couldn't help but touch her face.
No nausea at all.
The irritability of the body was even more obvious.
Suddenly she seemed to be disturbed, opened her eyes, and looked confused.
The corners of her lips parted slightly, her voice soft and seductive, "Master?"
Only then did Xie Yunting realize what absurd things he had done.
He let go of his hand like an electric shock, and immediately took a few steps back, breathing in a mess.
Then turn around and leave.
Bai Weiwei touched her neck, just thought Xie Yunting was going to strangle her
It frightened her for a while.
And Xie Yunting, who was far away, suddenly punched a tree.
"Crazy, this Bai Wei is simply a scourge."
He clearly felt disgusted by any man.
Why did it happen to her, every time the body would react
Xie Yunting's eyes became gloomy and cold.
She was supposed to be his stepping stone, but now it seems that she is more and more like a stumbling block that can influence him.
"Master, as you expected, King Zhao led the army to hide in the deep mountains outside the hunting ground."
Xie Yunting turned back and saw that it was his confidant guard who came to report.
King Zhao was the uncle of the little emperor. Originally, the throne had nothing to do with the prince.
But he forced the palace to succeed, and he held the little emperor as a puppet, and these people were not calm.
As long as you kill the little emperor and kill him again, then the throne will naturally fall into the hands of King Zhao.
In today's snow hunting, the little emperor was the bait that Xie Yunting used to lure King Zhao.
Killing King Zhao, the opposition forces outside the palace will be reduced by more than half.
But using her as bait risks death.
Xie Yunting thought that the little emperor died under the arrow, and his heart was like a needle stick, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't pull it out.
The more it hurts, the colder his eyes become.
Can't let her... affect him any more.
"According to the original plan."
When he said this, his face was hidden in the shadows.
His expression was terribly cold.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is twenty-five.]
Bai Weiwei, who was yawning and eating snacks, raised her eyebrows when she heard the reminder.
Xie Yunting was thinking about something, she didn't do anything that would make people feel good.
This favorability level, it is not good for those who rise.
The snow hunting was successfully completed, and Bai Weiwei gave an ending speech with a meaning.
Then he rewarded the officials who killed the most prey, and then patted his butt and prepared to return to the palace.
Xie Yunting came over, "Is the emperor still riding back to the palace?"
Bai Weiwei: "A fool only rides a horse? Of course it's comfortable to ride in a car."
Well, how about riding a horse like a man
Bai Weiwei saw her carriage and was about to step on it in a few steps.
Xie Yunting suddenly reached out and held her hand, "Your Majesty, be careful of bumps."
She took a step and looked back at him, her eyes clear and soft.