Seeing Qian Yueche's very proud expression, Nuo Jie came to Qian Yueche's horse in disbelief, checked the horse from top to bottom, and came to Qian Yueche after making sure that there was no so-called prey Che also took a good look at it.

Then he thought to himself, maybe the little highness fell ill due to his eagerness to win.

Looking at Nuojie's eyes, Qian Yueche found him and thought of going elsewhere. Qian Yueche was quite helpless about this: "What are you thinking? This hall is normal." Qian Yueche pushed Nuojie away and came In front of Qian Yueshen: "Father, you heard clearly."

"I'm all ears." The deep voice was smiling, and he was about to see what the little guy was going to do.

"Father, do you still remember that incident in Nanjiang City?" Qian Yueche asked with a smile.

"Of course, Che'er won't tell me that Che'er found the person in the portrait, right?" Qian Yueshen couldn't believe it, how could it be such a coincidence.

"That's right, I really found this palace, so Father, I beat you." The villain's success is what Qian Yueche looks like now.

"Really?" There was a malicious man who didn't want to do what he wanted: "Could it be that Che'er's memory has faded?" Qian Yueshen looked at the little guy with pity, and his eyes couldn't bear it.

"What do you mean?" Qian Yueche asked in puzzlement, and actually said that his memory had declined, and that this man was deliberately against him, so that he could not see him win.

"Che'er should remember our bet on who will get the most prey, right?" Qian Yueshen asked gently.

"Nonsense, the memory of this palace is good." Qian Yueche raised her head proudly and said.

"Then, the person Che'er found should not be among the prey."

"You..." Hmph, you just don't want to admit that you lost to me. Father is really stingy. Is it wrong for him to be lucky?He stared at him dissatisfied: "Whoever says that people are not prey, this hall says it is."

He put his waist down and stared at him, as if Qian Yueshen would look for him desperately if he said no.

"Che'er, is this naughty?" Qian Yueshen also teased him clearly.

"Hmph, this hall promises a thousand gold, and my father is the king of a country, so naturally I have to admit that I have lost."

"Well, since Che'er said that, I reluctantly admit that people are also prey, but I still won. Does Che'er know why?" Qian Yueshen's deep eyes looked closely at Qianyue Che, and his voice There is quite a fascinating taste in it.

"Why?" Qian Yueche really wanted to hear what he had to say, but she was reluctant to do so, and she was really mad at him.

"Because..." Qian Yueshen approached him and put his hands on his shoulders: "Because my prey is Che'er, I won the voice."

Uh... How could it be like this, Qian Yueche blushed, the original anger disappeared in an instant, she closed her mouth and didn't know what to say, but she just lowered her head, embarrassed to look at the man's gentle expression.

"Che'er disagrees?" Qian Yueshen raised his eyebrows, his scorching eyes fixed on Qian Yue Che's every move.

"Then...then Che'er also won." Qian Yue Che was not a petty person after all: "It should be that Che'er also has the father."

Feelings are mutual ownership, so the game between us will never win or lose.

"Little guy, your mind is spinning really fast." Qian Yueshen patted Qian Yueche's head.

"It hurts." Qian Yueche patted his hand away in dissatisfaction: "Also, you are not allowed to pat me. I am also a majestic His Royal Highness after all. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be in front of others?"

Qian Yueche protested dissatisfied, but Nuo Jie said in a puzzled and humorous way: "Your Highness, don't worry, this slave is a smart person, and he will pretend he didn't see it, and won't make His Highness lose face."

"You...you're so smart." Qian Yueche said with his eyes turning white.

It caused the other Mingwei to burst into laughter.

I came to sit next to the flames, and there was already a delicious soup in the iron pot: "It smells so good." It turns out that wild game that has not been artificially processed is the delicacy in the world.

"Want to eat it?" Although Qian Yueshen asked this, he already took a knife in his hand and cut a large piece of meat from the wild game: "Taste it."

Although she knew that Qian Yueche didn't like meat, she had been taken care of by Lelot in the past few years.

Qian Yueche opened his mouth and chewed a few mouthfuls: "Mmm, it's so crispy." She couldn't help admiring and said, "I'm going back to the palace some other day, and we will also go to the palace to have a barbecue."

Qian Yueche planned the next time while eating.

"It's fine if you like it." Qian Yueshen wiped off the grease from the corner of his mouth with a silk scarf: "Is that person you met really the person in the portrait in Nanjiang City?"

Thousand Moon God asked.

"Actually, it is and it is not." Qian Yueche bit his words.

"So?" Qian Yueshen waited quietly, because he knew that the little guy couldn't hide his thoughts.

"After we separated from my father, Mandala and I chased the pheasant...and chased the pheasant into a farmhouse." Speaking of the pheasant, Qian Yueche couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It’s too embarrassing to run with a pheasant: “The family lived in an old woman and an uncle. The eldest son of the old woman is the mayor of Hanli City. The person on the portrait looks like seven cents. He got No.8 in the national examination 1 years ago and was assigned to Hanli City. The strange thing is that after he became the lord of the city, he did not take his elderly mother to live with him. , and the personality has changed a lot. More importantly, the jade pendant we found in the pit in Nanjiang was unfortunately the heirloom of that farm family. The former man took it with him when he went to the imperial capital for the exam, but he disappeared when he came back."

"Wow... Your Highness means that that person has something to do with the Nanjiang Bone Murder?" Killing, and it was such a horrible killing, Nuo Jie felt a little scared when he heard it.

"Well, it's really scary." Qian Yueche looked at Nuojie's expression and couldn't help scaring him again.

"Little...Little Highness...You are too much." Nuojie moved closer to Mingyi, and both hands were already quietly grabbing Mingyi's wrist. He was really afraid of this barren mountain and wild forest.

Listening to Qian Yueche's words, Qianyue God was thoughtful. Things will not be that simple. A dead person and a living portrait. is there any connection.

"Father...Father..." Qian Yueche took his hand: "Father, what are you thinking?"

"Huh? No." Qian Yueshen shook his head: "The mandala is still staring there?" Qian Yueshen asked.

"Well, send Mandala to pay attention to every move inside, and the flashlight is also here." As soon as Qian Yueche finished speaking, the flashlight appeared in front of everyone's eyes: "Flashlight, why are you here? You weren't asked to stay there ?"

"Xiao Che, it was Mandala who asked me to come. After you left, the man also left the thatched hut. We followed him to the direction of the city gate. It's just that it was inconvenient for me to enter, so Mandala asked me to come back." Flashlight Standing behind Qian Yueche, the red wedding dress fluttered in the wind, a skeleton wearing the red wedding dress, even after knowing each other for so many years, Nuojie still couldn't help trembling, after all, he was talking about dead people just now.

"Father, so..." Qian Yue Che looked at Qian Yueshen.

"That's right, that man should have entered the city." Qian Yueshen agreed, "Come on, let's go to the theater." Holding Qian Yueche's waist, the two of them flew onto the horse.

drive……

"Your Majesty...Little Highness...wait for the slave..." Nuo Jie quickly ran to the side of the horse. He felt sorry for the anxious Nuo Jie, who climbed several times on the horse because of his obesity, but in the end Nuo Jie was honest. drove the carriage.

"Xiao Che, wait for me." The flashlight spread out its skeleton wings, and quickly caught up with Qian Yueshen and Qian Yue Che, hovering above them.

drive……

Mingyi and other Mingwei naturally followed closely behind, so it was still Nuojie who was poor. Although the horse pulling the carriage was a fine horse, Luther's width was limited, and he couldn't live happily like a single horse.

Along the way, Nuojie's bitter cries were left behind.

An hour later, the gate of Hanli City appeared before Qian Yueche, and Qian Yueche put the flashlight into the ring of Kajisi, Qian Yueshen and the others stopped, followed by a cloud of dust flying all over the sky.

"Catch up... overtook." Nuo Jie sat on the carriage panting.

"Father, what's next?" Qian Yueche raised her head and asked the man sitting behind him.

"Does Che'er want to be a thief at night?" Qian Yueshen asked teasingly.

Thief?Qian Yueche pursed her lips: "I can't ask for it."

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