Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

A few days later, it was the day for the emperor's autumn hunting.

What happened on the polo field before could not be hidden from the emperor's eyes and ears. After he vented his anger at the second prince, he turned his attention to Tong Xiyuan.

On the day of autumn hunting, the emperor rode on horseback and was surrounded by people. After he brought back a few preys in the forest, he sat on a high seat in the center and said to Tong Xiyuan, "I heard from your second brother that it was you who tamed the mad horse a few days ago?"

Tong Xiyuan said yes, and the emperor nodded slightly, seeming to be very satisfied, "Yes, you have the courage of my youth."

Several ministers accompanying the emperor praised Tong Xiyuan and suggested, "Your Majesty, it's time to take a break after hunting for half a day. Why don't you let the Fifth Prince hunt a few more deer for you?"

"How can deer be so easy to hunt?" The emperor looked away from Tong Xiyuan, searched for a moment among the crowd on both sides, stared at the man in black standing at the end and said, "You come."

Fan He, who was only brought here as a decoration, raised his head, walked slowly to the emperor and saluted, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor looked at him from a high position, his old eyes full of temptation, "I have heard that you Zhicao people are docile and not good at fighting. You are the only one in the royal family who is different. You can draw a longbow at the age of ten. Is this true?"

Fan He raised the corner of his lips and said, "People are just exaggerating."

The emperor narrowed his eyes and snorted, "We'll know if it's an exaggeration in a moment. Come and go hunting for me this afternoon to see whether you, the Zhirao people, are more powerful or my princes are more powerful."

The Prime Minister stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, this is inappropriate. Fan He is just a hostage sent by Zhi Luo. How can he be allowed to hunt for Your Majesty?"

The emperor was still determined, and he stood up and said, "It is settled. I am tired, my beloved concubine, help me go back to the tent to rest."

The imperial concubine came over and supported him with a smile. The prime minister frowned deeply as he looked at their backs, then sighed with pity when he looked at Fan He.

If a hostage cannot win the first prize while hunting for the emperor, His Majesty will be displeased and will definitely blame him. If he wins the first prize, His Majesty will be even more wary, and the death of this Master Fan will not be far away.

It's really a dead end no matter which one you choose.

As the midday sun began to slant, the afternoon safari began.

Tong Xiyuan and several other princes changed into casual clothes and rode into the forest. He deliberately separated from the others and asked 999 to find out where Fan He was and then go in that direction.

The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer. Fan He sat on his horse and drew the longbow. He loosened his fingers and shot the arrow that gleamed coldly in the sunlight towards the fat sika deer fifty meters away.

With a clang, the sika deer was shot in the heart and died. When it fell to the ground, there was still some grass in the corner of its mouth that it had not swallowed.

Fan He put the bow and arrow on his back, pulled the reins and walked slowly over. He was just about to bend down to pick up the sika deer and put it on the horse's back when an arrow shot out from the woods and pierced the deer's neck straight away, just glancing at the back of his hand.

"Don't move!" Tong Xiyuan rode up to him quickly, looking at the arrow he had shot off target with lingering fear, "Did it hurt you?"

He looked at the back of Fan He's hand. Fortunately, it was just a skin break and no bleeding.

Fan He looked at him in surprise, "No, why is the Fifth Prince here?"

As he spoke, he glanced at a sika deer on the ground with two arrows of different colors of tail feathers stuck in it, one green and one yellow. The green one was Tong Xiyuan's, and the yellow one was his, representing the emperor.

One bullet hit the heart and the other hit the lower neck. If someone who didn't know the truth saw it, they probably wouldn't be able to tell which of them shot the deer first.

"Looking for you," Tong Xiyuan said with a guilty conscience, "I killed this deer."

"What do you want me to do, Your Highness?" Fan He smiled at his wandering eyes and said, "If Your Highness likes it, I'll give you this deer."

He wandered in the forest for a long time and found the largest deer. If he took it back, he would definitely win first place. When the old emperor saw him, he would probably find someone to assassinate him before the autumn hunt was over.

Fan He was not afraid of those assassins. He had originally thought that if the old emperor really dared to do that, he would have his head chopped off. He did not expect that Tong Xiyuan was now eyeing his deer.

After the first meeting that day, and receiving the ointment in the evening, he asked someone to investigate Tong Xiyuan. It is said that the fifth prince was very unpopular in the palace. He was a dullard who only knew how to study. His mother died early, and no one protected him. His life was even worse than his.

If the deer is taken back, the emperor will probably look at him with new eyes, and the situation of the Fifth Prince may be better.

Tong Xiyuan frowned. He had no business looking for Fan He. He just came to steal something from him. But why didn't this guy steal from him?

He glanced at the sika deer, whose death looked particularly innocent, and said again with a stronger tone, "I killed this deer. You don't need to send it back."

Fan He smiled good-naturedly, "Your Highness has excellent archery skills."

"..." Tong Xiyuan's eyes widened, hinting at him: "You won't compete with me?"

It would be fun if they started fighting. It would divert attention when they got in front of the emperor. The emperor would regard Fan He as a villain who had no ability but to steal the prince's things. Naturally, his vigilance and murderous intent would be put down.

Fan He looked at him for a moment, then pulled the reins and made his horse take two steps towards Tong Xiyuan, forcing Tong Xiyuan's horse to lean against the tree behind him in a wronged manner.

"This deer is mine," Fan He said, following his words, and then changed the subject and said, "The medicine sent by His Highness is good."

Tong Xiyuan knew that he understood, and asked with relief: "Is the wound on your hand healed?"

Fan He opened his palm to him. There was a light-colored scar on it. "Okay, the medicine..."

Tong Xiyuan was about to say that he got it from the Imperial Hospital, but before he could open his mouth, he watched Fan He lean towards him on his horse. He shortened the distance between them to as close as possible, then lowered his head and took a breath at the side of his neck.

"You..." Tong Xiyuan dodged backwards, but his back hit a tree trunk and he couldn't retreat.

Fan He smiled at his reaction and said faintly, "Same taste, Your Highness, did you turn yourself into medicine for me?"

Tong Xiyuan's face flushed, and he said firmly, "No."

There is no blood vine ingredient in that bottle of medicine.

Fan He raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Highness's face is so red."

"You're too close to me." Tong Xiyuan lowered his eyes, pulled the rope in his hand and tried to go out from the side, but Fan He stretched out his hand and scratched his eyelashes with his curved fingers.

Her slightly curled eyelashes trembled even more violently in response to her pounding heart.

With curiosity and inquiry, as well as a hint of amusement in his eyes, Fan He asked, "Why doesn't Your Highness look at me?"