Chapter 61: Half-eaten Melon
"What the Regent said is not right. I am clearly your personal protector, how can I be a dog-skin plaster?" Luo Hun did not get angry after hearing this, but laughed.
"If this gets out, what will become of my reputation? I have good intentions. If the Regent doesn't appreciate it, then that's fine. But why slander me?"
The Regent sneered, "General Luo, if you're afraid of getting the news out, then don't follow me anymore."
Luo Hun's horse's hooves moved slightly, and the black Ferghana horse snorted heavily from its nostrils. "The road leads to heaven, and we are just walking on the same side. How can you say that I am following the Regent?"
As the hunting time passed, if he couldn't hunt more prey, he would really become a laughing stock in the capital.
The Regent didn't want to argue with him any further, so he said to Xin Hongying, "I'll take my leave."
With a dark face and a cold snort, the Regent turned his head away from Luo Hun's face with a hint of ruffianism, twisted the reins in his hand, turned the horse's head, and left in another direction.
Xin Hongying watched his father's departing back, glanced at Luo Hun out of the corner of his eye, and said with some melancholy, "Brother, you still haven't let go of that matter?"
Luo Hun's pupils suddenly shrank, a flash of pain flashed across his eyes, and he put away the rogue smile on his face. His tone was unusually lost and heavy: "Junior brother, I... can't forget it. I will never forget it."
Xin Hongying's lips moved, and he was about to say something, but Luo Hun's eyes flashed with hatred and he raised his arm to stop him from saying anything: "Your Majesty, if you want to persuade me, please don't say anything more. I'm leaving..."
He gripped the reins, kicked off his horse's back, and followed closely. He could still hear his laughter as he walked away: "Regent, we meet again. My horse is disobedient and insists on..."
The regent's voice was faintly furious: "Get out! Stop following me...!"
“…”
The sound of horse hooves clanged and gradually faded away.
Shen Tingyu had only listened to half of the story and had already started to imagine the secret story between General Luo and the Regent. The original novel did not describe any other connection between them. Were they political enemies as well as enemies?
After everyone had completely left, Shen Tingyu asked curiously: “Your Majesty, is there any deep hatred between them?”
Xin Hongying shook her head. "I don't know either. I was still young at the time, and my senior brother didn't want to tell me. Now I've vaguely forgotten a lot of things."
"But I will never forget that day, Senior Brother wielded a sword and killed many people. His body was covered in blood. I was very worried about him, but I couldn't ask him anything."
They rode slowly through the woods, Xin Hongying's voice gentle but slightly melancholy.
"So, ever since that day, Senior Brother has started to dislike Yafu, provoking him in various ways, and even nearly died at Yafu's hands."
"Because he wasn't a general at that time, just a small commander. If I hadn't protected him and mediated between them, Senior Brother would have died at the hands of my father."
"After that, Senior Brother started going to the border to guard the territory, and gradually he didn't return to the capital for many years."
Instead of understanding what he was eating, he became even more confused. Shen Tingyu tilted his head and tried to understand it by combining it with the original work, but he still didn't understand it.
The original work comprehensively summarizes the relationship between them using only the word "political enemies".
So... what exactly happened between them?
Xin Hongying did not see any trace of prey, but instead saw a crystal clear little flower growing on a vine, climbing up the ancient tree from the mud and winding upwards.
His eyes moved slightly, remembering the joyful look on Chen Tingyu's face when he wore the straw crown that day.
Leaning over slightly, he picked the wild flowers from the vine and placed them in front of Shen Tingyu, “Do you like it, fairy?”
Shen Tingyu ran into a delicate wild flower head-on, which was a gradient of purple and white. Her eyes suddenly widened: "It's so beautiful!"
"Your Majesty, please help me put it on."
Xin Hongying pulled the reins, and the BMW under her crotch stopped steadily. She pinched the small wild flower with her slender fingers and inserted the flower into the hair near her ear.
Shen Tingyu was at a loss, and hurriedly put her hands in her pockets. She actually felt a hint of pampering from this action.
She discovered that she seemed unable to resist the tyrant's rare tenderness...
"Have you put it on? Does it look good?"
"It looks good." Xin Hongying laughed from the bottom of his throat.
Feeling a little embarrassed by his inexplicable laughter, she half retreated into her treasure bag. "Time is running out, Your Majesty. You should continue to look for prey, otherwise you will lose to General Luo again in this hunt!"
"Brother, you think you can defeat me with just the few prey you have." Xin Hongying's eyes flashed with a hint of hostility, which was the confidence that he had in mind.
He suddenly turned his horse around and headed deeper into the hunting grounds. "I won't lose. Fairy, just wait and see the result."
With a whoosh, a sharp arrow shot out from the woods.
"Your Majesty, be careful, there are assassins."
Gao Tang was riding a horse behind and was the first to notice the cold arrow. He originally wanted to keep smiling and pretend to be blind and deaf, but now he ignored all that and gave a reminder.
He swung the half-man-high whisk down, blocking the arrow at the waist. With a click, he broke the sneak attack.
"Who is it!" Xin Hongying's expression became serious. He shot the arrow in the direction from which it came very quickly.
A muffled groan was heard from afar, hidden in the treetops.
Shen Tingyu was so frightened that she quickly retracted her head. Her vision of the brocade bag was blocked, and she felt even more uneasy. So she sneakily stretched out half of her head, revealing only a pair of uneasy eyes.
Immediately afterwards, countless cold arrows were shot from the treetops, and a team of well-equipped assassins who were also on horseback came out of the mountains and rushed forward together with murderous eyes.
"Hahaha, of course it's someone who will send you to see the King of Hell!"
"Tyrant, die!"
“…”
Gao Tang was as if facing a great enemy. His smiling eyes suddenly widened and he said angrily, "Oh no, it's an ambush."
The enemy had a large number of people, and the two of them were outnumbered.
Seeing the situation was not good, Xin Hongying frowned and said coldly: "Retreat!"
The imperial horse galloped rapidly through the woods, heading towards the outer area, hoping to seek the protection of the imperial guards.
He turned sideways, nimbly dodging the arrow from behind, bent down and drew his bow, but the arrow pierced the throat of the assassin behind him. He was killed without even having time to wail and fell off his horse.
Shen Tingyu was in a panic, and the wild flowers on her head had already fallen.
She was swaying in the wind like a weak vine in a storm.
Shen Tingyu was now a little worried about whether the embroidery of the brocade bag's strap was densely embroidered. She wondered if the strap would suddenly break and fall to the ground like a wild flower, and then... a hundred horses' hooves would trample over her.
She felt a chill in her spine and quickly threw the horrible thought out of her mind.
The cavalry behind him were well-trained and followed closely behind him like a shadow, constantly shooting arrows.
Xin Hongying touched the quiver, but found that most of the prepared arrow feathers were soon gone. His eyes turned slightly cold, and their situation became more dangerous.
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