Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

The next day, the hunting convention officially began.

The children of the aristocratic family put on their riding clothes and tall horses, eager to try and prepare to win the first prize at the hunting conference.

The emperor said that he would reward those who won the first place and could put forward any requirements. People discussed who would win the first place in the competition.

"Several princes are good at riding and are expected to be the first."

"I think the person who won the first place will be general Rong. General Rong didn't return to Beijing last year and couldn't take part in the competition. This time it must be general Rong!" there was humanity.

Others agreed and nodded. General Rong has excellent martial arts and riding skills. Even the prince can't compare them.

"Yes, the person who won the first place this time must be general Rong!"

Rong Mingxuan, dressed in a black riding suit, walked out slowly on a black horse. His indifferent face looked more handsome, and his body exuded the smell of indifference and alienation.

The people who were eager to try the opposite color suddenly weakened their momentum when they saw Rong Mingxuan's figure.

Who can compete for the first place with the general?

Even if they all go together, I'm afraid they can't win general Rong.

At this time, another figure rode out slowly and came to Rong Mingxuan.

"It's the three princes of South Vietnam..."

"It is said that there is also a hunting conference in Nanyue. The three princes are the first every year. This time, the three princes are likely to win the first!"

"I don't know general Rong and the three princes. Who will be better?"

Muluo is holding the reins with one hand. His left arm is injured and inconvenient to move. Now he tries not to use his left arm as much as possible to avoid aggravating the injury. Wait until you use a bow and arrow, then use your left arm.

When Rong Mingxuan saw Muluo, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes and looked at him coldly.

"I heard that an assassin hurt the third prince yesterday. Will the third prince take part in the competition today?"

Mu Luo was also full of hostility. He looked at Rong Mingxuan coldly and said, "what's this small injury? Even if I'm injured, I can win the first!"

"Oh, the three princes are too conceited. The people of South Vietnam are good at riding and shooting, but our imperial people are not vegetarian." Rong Mingxuan sneered.

Mu Luo hooked his lips and smiled, "let's have a competition and see who will win the first?"

Rong Mingxuan snorted coldly and didn't respond.

He disdained to compete with the injured, even if he won, it would be disgraceful.

Besides, at this hunting meeting, he will win the first place. It's useless to compete or not.

"By the way, I heard that the hunting conference won the first prize. Your majesty will give a reward and can make any request." Muluo turned to him, "I will win the first and then ask your majesty to marry."

When Rong Mingxuan heard this, his pupils contracted and suddenly raised his face to look at Muruo.

Muluo smiled, "I will marry the thirteen princesses with beautiful scenery. General Rong, please watch!"

Rong Mingxuan subconsciously clenched the reins and ignited the fighting spirit at this moment. "You want to be the first? Let's have a competition. Who can win the first!"

"Good!"

Muluo is also awe inspiring. Only in this way can it be interesting. With a powerful rival, the hunting meeting will be more interesting.

He has long wanted to compete with Rong Mingxuan, and now he has to decide the outcome here.

The two men are tit for tat. They have a lot of momentum. No one wants to lose to each other.

Rong Mingxuan tightened the reins, and his face was gloomy. He would never give the moon to anyone. Muluo wanted to win the first place. Please marry her majesty? It's a dream!

Even if he fought for his life, he would obstruct Muluo to be the first!

With these two people, others have to step back even if they are interested in hunting competition.

Another place.

Ning LUOQI will also attend the hunting meeting. Even if he is not interested, he must deal with the scene.

He was worried that Jiang Jingshu was alone, leaving Yefeng and several bodyguards.

Jiang Jingshu shook her head, "don't worry, there will be nothing here. The seventh Prince and the princess of South Vietnam ate flat last night. They didn't dare to do anything in a short time."

The seventh Prince lost his heart and annoyed the emperor. He should not dare to make trouble again in a short time. If something happens again, I'm afraid it will completely lose the trust of the emperor.

"It's you. Pay attention to safety."

Jiang Jingshu is worried that the hunting meeting is always dangerous. If she is careless, she will be injured by wild animals. She is afraid that Ning LUOQI will be injured.

Ning LUOQI smiled faintly, "I won't go deep. The peripheral prey are deer and rabbits. What do you want to eat at night? I'll call you."

They talked as they walked. Ning LUOQI took his horse and looked from a distance. They had a harmonious relationship, shoulder to shoulder.

The next people have a tacit understanding to stay away and don't disturb them.

"How about mountain chicken? The chicken grown up on the mountain is compact and has a strong flavor. It will be made into roast chicken at that time..." Ning LUOQI said faintly.

They walked shoulder to shoulder, touching their fingertips slightly.

Under the sleeve, Ning Luo took her hand and held it tightly. The sleeve covered the hands of the two people. Nevertheless, Jiang Jingshu's cheeks were red and hot.

But instead of pulling her hand out, she let it be held.

When the breeze blew on their faces, their body and mind were stretched out, and their hands were tightly clasped.

Jiang Jingshu smiled with a gentle face, "OK."

"HMM." Ning LUOQI also hooked the corners of his mouth and couldn't hide his smile. In this way, two people walked hand in hand, which was also great happiness.

After walking for a while, Jiang Jingshu urged: "OK, go quickly, don't be late..."

"OK, when I come back."

Ning LUOQI shook Jiang Jingshu's hand heavily and reluctantly let go for a long time.

The hunting competition began. Everyone put on their bows and arrows and rode into the mountain.

The camp was suddenly empty. Only one person could not go hunting.

That's the seventh prince.

After Bai Liyan returned to the tent, he broke everything. His face was gloomy and his forehead was blue. He couldn't vent his anger.

Everything he planned was destroyed!

When he returns to the capital, he will marry the South Vietnamese princess, which is a great shame!

Originally, everything was smooth. As long as he spent a little more time, he could marry Xu Hanyan, but now it was destroyed. It's all mu Jia's bitch! If it hadn't been for her, he wouldn't have done so much.

"Bitch!"

The tent was full of mess, and there was no place to stay. The servants stood on one side trembling, and the atmosphere dared not go out, for fear of pouring oil on the fire on the Qi head of the seven princes.

Overnight, his dignified seventh prince became a joke and disappointed his father.

It was not easy for him to get the trust of his father. Up to now, all of them were destroyed.

Bai Liyan felt that his strength had been taken away, as if he had fallen into the mire. The whole man decadent fell into the master's chair, "what should I do now..."

At this time, the servant outside the door preached, "Your Highness, Lord Pei is coming."

Pei Yuan left late and arrived at the camp overnight.

"Let him in!" bailiyan said angrily.

Pei Yuan walked into the camp and frowned slightly when he saw the broken things on the ground. He heard the news outside. He didn't expect that the seventh Prince and the princess of South Vietnam would be so stupid. He couldn't even do this little calculation well, but he also caused trouble.

The seventh prince was originally the best candidate to ascend the throne. In his previous life, the seventh prince ascended the throne.

Now Pei Yuan can't understand how such a stupid man ascended the throne.

He took refuge in the seventh prince with the memory of his previous life, but he increasingly felt that the seventh prince would be nothing without his help.

The ship will sink sooner or later. Even if we don't mention the stupidity of the seventh prince, his life experience is also a great risk. On the day he is exposed, he will die without a place to bury.

But now we can only continue to help the seventh prince. There is no better candidate except him.

In any case, Ning LUOQI must not be allowed to control power.

At the thought of this, Pei Yuan felt a stabbing pain in his heart and clenched his fist.

He went over and bowed, "Your Highness."

"Why are you here now!" Bai Liyan couldn't suppress his anger, and the more he thought, the more angry he became. He would go to the princess of South Vietnam for cooperation. He listened to Pei Yuan's advice.

If Pei hadn't said that, he wouldn't go to the South Vietnamese princess, and there wouldn't be so many things next.

It's all because of Pei Yuan!

Bailiyan angrily picked up the teacup next to him and threw it on Peiyuan's face. Peiyuan turned his head slightly without dodging. The warm tea was poured from the beginning.

"It's all your fault! You asked me to go to the princess of South Vietnam for cooperation!"

"Well, now I have lost all my face and have to marry the woman with a bad reputation!" Bai Liyan was angry and wanted to lose something, but all the things at hand had been smashed by her and there was nothing to throw.

Pei Yuan bowed his head, leaving tea along his face and soaking his clothes.

"You say! What should I do now? The king's reputation is ruined. How can I fight for the throne of Prince in the future? How can I fight with Ning LUOQI?"

Bai Liyan was so angry that he almost fainted. Ning LUOQI, Ning LUOQI... At the thought of this person, he felt his breathing was not smooth.

And Jiang Jingshu.

If he had pity and imagination for Jiang Jingshu in the past, but after what happened last night, he had been completely broken. He directly divided Jiang Jingshu into the same category as Ning LUOQI and wanted to kill her.

Pei Yuan was silent and didn't speak. He let bailiyan get angry.

Bai Liyan roared: "you say, you talk! It's all because of you!"

“……”

Pei Yuan wanted to sneer. He asked the seventh prince to cooperate with the princess of South Vietnam, but he didn't expect that the two people would be fooled in turn.

When things were ruined, he asked him in turn and hurriedly put the responsibility on him.

He cleaned up the mess for the seventh Prince not once or twice. Now he felt a little bored.

After Bai Liyan's anger, his heart calmed down a little and sat back in the master's chair.

Looking at Pei Yuan, who was wet and his forehead was smashed red, he frowned, "what else can I do now? Do I really want to marry that woman?"

He was unwilling to marry the princess of South Vietnam, which was self humiliating.