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    The next day, when Su Mi woke up, she saw Qin Yan's handsome face close at hand when she opened her eyes.

    After getting married, it was rare that when she woke up, Qin Yan was still there.

    His eyelashes are long and thick, his thin lips are pursed slightly under the straight bridge of his nose, and his skin is as delicate as porcelain, so no flaws can be seen up close.

    It must be very difficult for the Governor to feel that such a beautiful person has defects in his body. Su Mi felt distressed just thinking about it.

    "Master Governor, I don't think you are missing anything, I will do what you have gained, okay?"

    After saying that, Su Miwu gently reached into Qin Yan's neck and wrapped his unfamiliar hands around his waist.

    Qin Yan opened his eyes, reached out and held her tighter, a rare softness flashed in his eyes.

    ***

    The Ming and Yin dynasties were not like Xihu, with large grasslands and more mountains, forests and river valleys.

    The south side of Longhu Mountain has been used as a spring hunting place by several generations of emperors. Although the overall mountain slope of the designated paddock is upward, the forest range is gentler, the trees are dense, and there are bamboo-top barriers. When the mountain starts to get steeper,  That¡¯s it.

    Because the original purpose of hunting is to cheer up the spirit, and those who come are all pillars of the country, it would be really taboo if someone really lost their life.  Therefore, at the beginning of February every year, the Ministry of Rites sends people to tidy up the paddocks. There are no restrictions on geese and birds, but most of the other wild animals in the mountains and forests are surveyed in advance to control their numbers.

    On the first day, as usual, it was the emperor's shooting ceremony.

    Early in the morning, the paddock was filled with the sound of drums. There was a high platform in the center, and a bright yellow silk ball hung in the air at an angle.

    Zhu Jingyu was wearing a dark red cross-collared waistband and stood on a high platform. Under the platform were hundreds of officials and their families, bowing their heads and saluting.

    His handsome and pale face, set off by his clothes, was a little brighter, but occasionally even a gust of warm wind would make him sway slightly.

    Lu Dehai stepped forward at the right time, bowed and sent an arrow, and the arrow spit gold.

    Zhu Jingyu lifted the bow string from the desk, clamped the tip of the arrow between his two fingers, and stuck the arrow tail at the string. He followed his gaze upwards and aimed at the hanging yellow ball.

    There were some drops of sweat on his forehead, his breathing was a little ragged, and he could see that he was exerting force on his hands.

    Finally, as soon as his right hand was released, the arrow shot through the "scorching sun" hanging on the pillar.

    After Lu Dehai looked at Zhu Jingyu¡¯s ¡®Golden Bow Shooting the Sun¡¯, he smiled and shouted loudly: ¡°The spring hunt begins.¡±

    Zhu Jingyu on the side seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He leaned on the desk with his hands and walked to the palace and bedroom with the support of the little eunuch beside him.

    It is a very strange thing that the emperor does not participate in the spring hunt, but after years of doing so, the ministers are no longer surprised.

    Emperor Ming Shun's physical weakness has long been known to the whole court. Whether it was this year's spring hunting or previous years, he was exhausted when he could shoot the first arrow, and he could not ride a horse to prey.

    On the other hand, King Qi, who is just below, is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is very handsome. Such a comparison is really embarrassing.

    In fact, there have been secret rumors in the court that the emperor will not live for more than two years. After that, it is certain that King Qi will succeed to the throne. But now that Shen Guiren is pregnant, the direction of the court has finally begun to change.

    ¡°After all, Emperor Ming Shun was the prince who justifiably ascended the throne according to the imperial edict. No matter how weak he was, he had managed to hold on for all these years. Who knows how long he could hold on for

    Zhu Jingyu returned to the dormitory, and the brown tea bowl was already placed on the table. The gentle color in his eyes faded, and he picked up the tea bowl and drank it expressionlessly.

    After being used to the bitter taste for twenty years, he could still taste the subtle sweetness boiled from the mountain spring water.

    Zhu Jingyu smiled self-deprecatingly and put down the tea bowl. Suddenly, a small soft and warm object was wrapped around his feet. He lifted up the sling of his robe, and it turned out to be an orange cub.

    "Your Majesty." Lu Dehai hurried back from outside late, happened to see the little thing at Zhu Jingyu's feet, and let out a sigh.

    "Your Majesty, do you want me to throw it out quickly?" Lu Dehai looked at the little raccoon and frowned.

    ¡°After all, this is in the mountains and forests, and it¡¯s just spring. There are a lot of these little wild animals, and I¡¯m afraid the newborn ones may accidentally bump in.

    Zhu Jingyu didn¡¯t respond, and suddenly squatted down. Lu Dehai was frightened and quickly knelt down. Zhu Jingyu pinched the back of the little orange raccoon¡¯s neck with two fingers and lifted it up to his eyes.

    The young raccoon didn't seem to feel any discomfort. Instead, it barked at him and flapped its four legs a few times. It was really cute.

    "What's it called? Are you afraid that I'll eat you?" Zhu Jingyu suddenly spoke while holding it with an evil smile.

    &nbspbsp; "Lord Governor, what do you hunt? Are there any big lynxes here?"

    "Then are you using arrows? Also, are there any snakes in the forest?"

    In the end, Su Mi didn't know what she was talking about, and Qin Yan just looked at her with a smile and didn't respond.

    Su Mi whispered: "Supervisor, then you can go."

    She breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment she was picked up by Qin Yan and put on the horse's back with a blank look on her face.

    "Master" He didn't mean to take her in with him. It was impossible, impossible. She was still wearing a skirt.

    Qin Yan pulled off the slender velvet belt from her waist with a natural expression and wrapped it around Su Mi's ankle. The hem of her skirt was tied up and tied tightly in a knot.

    Qin Yan got on his horse, held the reins with both hands, and caught Su Mi in his arms.

    "You haven't seen hunting before, I'll take you there." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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