Quick Transmigration: Male God, why are you blackened again?

On the second day, the royal hunt officially kicked off.

Qin Ge also changed his plain clothes and put on a black riding outfit. His waist was tightened like a tall and straight bamboo, and his wrists and hairband were all tied in red.

Qingzhu walked to his side, moved her lips, and her voice came to Qin Ge's ears: "Master, we will go south later, and our people will take care of us."

Qin Ge nodded his head if there was nothing.

At this time, Jun Chenbi came over, wearing a black riding suit with a light golden flying dragon pattern embroidered on it, showing supreme dignity.

Glimpsing the color of Qin Ge's clothes, although the ancient tyrant didn't know the word couple clothes, it didn't prevent him from squinting his phoenix eyes with a hint of joy, and his magnificent thin lips parted slightly, and asked: "My concubine is also interested in riding shoot?"

Qin Ge nodded: "Yes."

The heroic appearance of a 'female' is rare, so Jun Chenbi couldn't help but take a second look, and also noticed the clue: "Why is this riding style a man's?"

Qin Ge replied without changing his face: "I don't like women's riding clothes, it's more convenient to wear them this way."

Women's riding clothes are specially designed for noble ladies. Most of them are mainly for ornamental purposes.

Of course, the purpose of the noble ladies of the aristocratic families to participate in the royal hunting is not to compete with these men, but to find a good son-in-law in the hunting grounds.

Jun Chenbi glanced at the past, and saw that the noble ladies around the camp were all dressed in flamboyant clothes, their riding outfits outlined their full breasts and slender waists, hairpins were worn in their black hair, pearls were worn in their ears, and their wrists were worn on their arms. Chuan, jade around the waist, jingle bells all over the body, the fragrance is blowing, it doesn't seem to come to ride a horse to shoot and hunt, but it looks like a spring feast and outing.

The brightly colored one is really dazzling.

Jun Chenbi only glanced at it, then looked away, thinking that Qin Ge was more pleasing to the eye, and boasted, "It's pretty good-looking."

...

The autumn is crisp, and the soldiers in the camp beat the drums.

The drums are thunderous and exhilarating.

The emperor stood on the high platform, and the eunuchs recited a long and elegant sacrificial oration, praying for God to bless the coming year with good weather.

In autumn, wild beasts in the forest are ferocious. For the food of the winter, they wantonly hunt and kill weak animals, resulting in a large number of rabbits, deer and roe being killed. Therefore, shooting some wild animals can also let the small animals recuperate and reproduce better in the coming year.

The great tyrant doesn't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods going to heaven, but if the rules set by the ancestors are not followed, those old guys in the court hall will definitely gossip again, nagging him in their ears all day long, what Jun Chenbi is thinking One thing is worse than one thing less, these courtiers like to go through these ceremonies, so let them go.

However, the complicated procedures and ceremonies of previous years made Jun Chenbi feel headache and irritability.

However, today is different.

A ray of bitter cold fragrance faintly floated around him, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bamboo-like figure, which made Jun Chenbi feel that the tedious rituals of hunting and offering sacrifices to heaven in the past were not so boring.

As the only person standing beside the emperor in an open and aboveboard manner, Qin Ge couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart as he watched the scene of all the officials worshiping him.

At the end of the sacrifice ceremony, the emperor raised his bow and rode and shot, hitting the bull's-eye.

The ministers shouted long live.

...

The eunuch brought over a snow-white mare with a docile personality, and said that it was chosen by His Majesty to be ordered by the Concubine Xian.

Qin Ge, "..."

Are you polite?

Who is this looking down on?

However, there is no choice.

Only at this hour today, when the Son of Heaven led all the officials to hunt as an example, could he leave Jun Chenbi's sight. Without the emperor by his side, the guards would have to relax by at least half, so that Qin Ge's plan to escape by feigning death could be implemented smoothly.

Qin Ge got on his horse and waved away the palace guards, only letting Qing Zhu accompany him.

In order not to attract attention, Qin Ge just rode a horse and strolled through the forest like a noble girl from aristocratic family, instead of galloping.

"The Royal Hunting Ground is very large. There are waterfalls and cliffs in the south. My lord, we can create the illusion that the horses suddenly go berserk and accidentally fall off the cliff." Qingzhu pulled the reins, and the horseshoes landed leisurely.

Qin Ge: "Then let's go."

Swinging the whip towards the horse, the master and servant rode all the way to the south after entering the dense forest.

After a quarter of an hour, Qingzhu said: "My lord, we will be there soon."

However, at this time, there was a faint sound of fighting.

"Wait." Qin Ge made a gesture to make Qing Zhu stop, his expression was slightly concentrated, and he listened to the wind and grass in a certain direction.

"What's the matter, young master?" Qingzhu turned to look at Qin Ge, wondering.

"There is someone." Qin Ge closed his eyes slightly: "The sound of fighting, and...the smell of blood."

Qingzhu immediately became vigilant, put his hand on his waist, there was a long whip.

"My lord, this is the royal hunting ground. Who dares to come here, and if he is caught by the Royal Forest Army, isn't it a regicide?"

Qin Ge opened his eyes: "Qing Zhu, what did you just say?"

"...Kill the king?" Qingzhu said.

Yes.

No one dared to take such a big risk to fight privately in the royal hunting ground, unless it was for assassination!

Qin Ge's face darkened.

Qingzhu also thought of this, and persuaded him: "My lord, there are Imperial Forest Army by Your Majesty's side, so nothing will happen to you. It's hard for you to go out of the palace once. This time the deployment is thorough, and you can get away immediately. There will be no such good next time." Here's the chance."

Qin Ge's eyelashes drooped slightly, and in the next second, he pursed his lips and pulled up the rein: "Drive!"

"Hey, young master—" Seeing Qin Ge riding his horse to the other side, Qingzhu's expression became anxious, and he sighed helplessly, so he had no choice but to follow.

...

Jun Chenbi was entangled by a group of black-clothed dead men, most of whom were killed by the Imperial Forest Army. He was riding on a horse with cold eyes, looking at the approaching dead men with swords: "The third wave, who sent you?"

Knowing that these dead men would not answer, he smiled coldly with his rosy lips, and his face was stained with blood, making him look handsome and charming: "It seems that many people want my life, so it depends on your ability." It doesn't matter anymore."

The assassin only raised his arms and shouted, "Tyrant, take your life—!"

In the distance, seeing Jun Shen Bi in prison, Qin Ge stretched out his hand to Qing Zhu: "Arrow."

He raises his bow.

Five fingers catch three feather arrows.

Aim at the black-clothed assassin beside Jun Chenbi.

Three arrows salvo.

"Shhhh-"

The sound of piercing sounded and shot into the assassin's body.

This move also allowed Jun Chenbi to discover Qin Ge's trace.

Jun Chenbi frowned, pierced an assassin's heart with a sword, and retreated to Qin Ge's side, "Why are you here?"

It turned out to be a tone of disapproval.

Before Qin Ge could answer, the tyrant's long black eyebrows furrowed even deeper. After realizing that he was not injured, the tightly furrowed eyebrows became slightly lighter, and he said, "Forget it, you'll stay by my side."

After all, Jun Chenbi stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Ge from his horse to sit in front of him.

More and more assassins rushed to catch up without fear of death, vowing to take Jun Chenbi's life.

In front of the tyrant, Qin Ge couldn't show his martial arts skills, so he became a drag on him for a while.

The assassin was in hot pursuit.

Qin Ge said: "Your Majesty, please let me go."

Taking the opportunity to 'die' in the hands of the assassin is also a good choice, at most it will suffer a little.

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, the tyrant suddenly tightened his waist from behind, the wind howled, and Jun Chenbi's voice panted slightly in his ears, accompanied by a kind of violence: "Shut up! I won't die , you are not allowed to have anything!"

Qin Ge sighed inwardly.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Jun Chenbi seemed to groan, and the smell of blood seemed to be getting stronger...