The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

Killing, plucking, and skinning the chicken, Yang Yingjun didn't change his face during the whole process.

Ji Yinrong sighed secretly when he saw it, and couldn't help but said: "How do you see that you are very familiar with your skills?"

"I can't help it, the head of the family." Being both a father and a mother brought up my younger sister, I naturally need to know a little bit about everything, life is forcing me!Thinking about it is a bitter tear.

"The head of the family?" Ji Yinrong was stunned for a moment, and sneered, "Isn't it me?"

"..."

Yang Yingjun laughed exaggeratedly, "Ahaha", and said, "How about I teach you how to make Beggar Chicken? It's guaranteed to be a delicacy you've never tasted before."

Ji Yinrong raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "Okay."

Since she didn't intend to explain, he didn't need to be in a hurry to expose it, after all... It's not a bad thing that a husband and wife are compatible.

Wrap the chicken with leaves, bury it in the soil, build an earthen kiln up, stuff branches into the kiln, light it with a fire, and burn it for half an hour, then dig the chicken out, and immediately the smell is tangy. .

Ji Yinrong couldn't help twitching her index finger: "It smells so good!"

"Didn't I lie to you? This is my specialty." When I was a child in the countryside, I often tossed and tossed with the neighborhood kids like this.Yang Yingjun salivated when he smelled the fragrance, and impatiently stretched out his hand to peel off the leaves that wrapped the chicken, but he retracted his hand because of the heat.

"How? It's hot?" Ji Yinrong took her hand, examined her fingers carefully, and frowned tightly, "Why are you so careless? Don't you know that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry?"

Feeling awkward, Yang Yingjun drew his hand back, wiped his clothes casually, and said, "It's okay, it's so delicate, it's not..." The word "girl" came to his lips, and he swallowed it back silently.He really is a "girl" now.

Ji Yinrong said: "Let me do it." He reached out and peeled off the leaves, revealing the roasted yellow chicken inside.

Yang Yingjun said: "This is a conditional restriction. If there are seasonings such as black pepper or honey, it will be more delicious!"

Ji Yinrong glanced at her, pretending to be casual: "Do it for me when you get back."

"Okay!" Yang Yingjun didn't think too much when he agreed.

Ji Yinrong pursed his lips and smiled, and the smile spread like ripples in his eyes, washing his pupils black and bright.

"Give me the dagger."

"doing what?"

"I'll bring down the chicken slices for you to eat."

"..."

Yang Yingjun gave him a blank look, stretched out his hand and tore off a chicken leg, and smiled triumphantly at the stunned Ji Yinrong: "Shred the chicken with your hands, as the name suggests, it tastes good if you tear it with your hands. Then, here you are!" Without any explanation, he stuffed the chicken leg into the emperor's mouth.

Ji Yinrong: "..."

Yang Yingjun tore off the other chicken leg, put it under his nose and smelled it, then opened his mouth and took a big bite.Ji Yinrong took down the stuffed chicken leg and looked at her in a daze, somewhat surprised and curious.

Yang Yingjun glared at him, and said, "What are you looking at? Eat you! There's no need to pretend to be gentle in the wilderness, and no one will see it anyway, so there's no need to worry about your image."

Although her eating style is bold and unruly, it is precisely because of this boldness and unruliness that the viewers are even more excited.Ji Yinrong smiled silently, put aside those red tapes that had been immersed in her bones for many years, and imitated that maverick woman to tear and bite chicken.

Well, it sure was delicious.

The wind blows through the forest, bringing in fresh air mixed with the smell of mud and grass.

It seems that I feel relieved, a feeling of freedom that I have never had before.

So comfortable.

Turning his head to look at the woman beside him who was eating with gusto, something softened his heart.Ji Yinrong lowered her eyes and smiled, and couldn't help thinking that such a day is pretty good.

Suddenly, there was a subtle movement in the forest.

The horse tied to the tree and grazing suddenly neighed restlessly, trying to break free from the rein.

Ji Yinrong suddenly became alert: "Hush!"

Yang Yingjun raised his head in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Ji Yinrong pointed to the jungle where there was a slight noise, and signaled Yang Yingjun to hide behind the tree with his eyes.Then calmly picked up the blood blade dagger that was placed aside, and slowly stood up.

Yang Yingjun hid nervously behind a tree, thinking that it must be a chaser, right?After thinking about it, no, if it is a chaser, there must be the sound of horseshoes.But if it wasn't chasing soldiers, it would be...

A pair of cat's eyes the size of copper bells poked out of the grass, looking directly at the faint green.

...what the hell...

Yang Yingjun gasped, the blood in his whole body flowed backwards, and he stood motionless.

Damn!Tiger ah -! !

Ji Yinrong's face also changed, he stood still, opened and closed his mouth, and made a voice that only Yang Yingjun could hear: "Don't move!"

Yang Yingjun wants to cry, brother, I have to be able to move!

"Listen to me," Ji Yinrong's voice was hoarse, probably extremely nervous, "I count to three, you throw the pheasant in your hand to it, if it is willing to eat, we will take the opportunity to untie the reins and ride away. Remember , try not to make any noise, never, never turn your back."

Yang Yingjun's nerves were tense, his mind went blank, and he just nodded stiffly when he heard the words.

"one……"

Yang Yingjun's heart beat faster.

"two……"

Shortness of breath.

"three!"

Immediately, Yang Yingjun threw the chicken body in his hand at the tiger like a bomb, but he couldn't control the force well, and it happened to hit the tiger's face.

"..."

"Calm down!" Ji Yinrong growled.

Yang Yingjun originally wanted to turn around and run away, but after hearing what he said, he could only forcefully suppress his fear and stiffen his feet.

The tiger looked down at Ji Yinrong vigilantly, and Ji Yinrong glared at him equally fiercely, with the dagger in his hand gleaming in the sunlight.

……are you crazy?He thought he was Wu Song? !

Just when he was desperate, the tiger probably was attracted by the smell of grilled chicken. He turned his head to look at the half-eaten wild pheasant thrown by the grass, and then leaned over to sniff it, as if he was very interested.

Ji Yinrong spoke almost in a breath of air: "Untie the reins." He stood there without moving a muscle, watching the tiger's every move as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Yang Yingjun's hands were trembling when he untied the rope, and he hadn't untied it for a long time, sweating profusely from anxiety.

Ji Yinrong suddenly said softly: "With me here, I'm fine."

With a shock in his heart, Yang Yingjun looked over and suddenly felt that Ji Yinrong's back was as tall as a god.A manly man, no matter what, he can't admit being cowardly.

He untied the reins neatly, patted the restless horse soothingly, and said to Ji Yinrong in a low voice, "You still have to worry about it, let's go!"

Ji Yinrong didn't look back, but stretched his right hand backwards.

Yang Yingjun immediately put a horse's rein in his hand.

"You get on the horse and go first, and I will come later."

Why is this sentence again, doesn't he, Ji Yinrong, value life more than anything else?Why did he immediately become a good young man who sacrificed his life for righteousness after losing his memory?Yang Yingjun's heart was in a mess, and before his brain figured it out, his mouth automatically and spontaneously refused: "No!"

"Be obedient!" Ji Yinrong was also anxious, "If we drag it on, we will all die here! Get on your horse!"

Yang Yingjun glanced at the tiger eating the chicken there, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay! If you don't come after me, I'll come back and look for you! If we want to die together, we can't always be you as a hero and me as a bear!"

Ji Yinrong laughed, her chest was burning hot.If it wasn't for the wrong timing, he really wanted to hug her and kiss her hard.

Yang Yingjun got on his horse, the movement here attracted the attention of the tiger, and his green eyes looked over.

"Let's go!" Ji Yinrong hit the horse's butt hard, and the horse neighed and galloped.

The tiger jumped up, and Ji Yinrong threw the dagger straight into the tiger's body. The tiger let out an earth-shattering roar in pain, twisted its body, and turned its head towards Ji Yinrong who attacked it.

"Ji Yinrong——" Yang Yingjun yelled in shock, wanting the horse to stop, but he was powerless, and was driven far away by the horse involuntarily, and soon he couldn't even see the man and beast he was fighting. up.

"Stop! Stop!" The rein was pulled hard, but the horse under him refused to obey.

"Damn it!" Yang Yingjun's mind was in a mess, and his heart was in pain.No, you can't just leave that guy and escape alone, that guy returned to the capital of the Li Clan because of him, he can't be so disrespectful.

He took off his belt, put it around the horse's neck, and pulled it hard. The horse neighed, its front hooves lifted off the ground, and it stood up on its back.

"Hiss... Damn..." Get up in disgrace, turn around and see the horse stop, immediately become happy, don't bother to check the wound on the leg, climb to the front of the horse, grab the rein and stand up, stroking the horse comfortingly On the horse's back, patted the horse's head, hugged the horse's neck and struggled to ride up.

"Drive!" Turned the horse's head and ran back and forth.

The tiger had disappeared, and Ji Yinrong was sitting alone on the ground with his back against a tree, his head bowed, and the bloody dagger thrown at his feet.

"Ji Yinrong!" Seeing that he was fine, Yang Yingjun's heart was fixed, and he hurriedly reined in the horse. When he got off the horse, he forgot that his right leg was injured. When he stepped on the stirrup, the pain hit him, and he fell to the ground.

"Damn...that's unlucky..." Spit out a mouthful of dirt, Yang Yingjun almost crawled to Ji Yinrong's side, "Ji Yinrong, Ji Yinrong..."

Ji Yinrong kept his head down all the time, without any movement.

Yang Yingjun finally noticed something was wrong, his face gradually turned pale, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Ji...Yinrong..." He stretched out his hand and gently pushed his shoulder, and the man fell limply, the white clothes were stained with a large amount of blood. The few bloody scratches on his bloodless face like gold paper were shocking.

"Ji Yinrong!"