"That's great. We have roasted yellow lamb to eat tonight. The yellow lamb in this season is the most tender. Where did you find it?" asked the onlookers with courage.

"Ben Khan found the flock of yellow sheep after following the little prince. I don't know how this kid knew where there was a flock of sheep, hahaha..." Yuan Lie held his son in one hand, lifted the 100-heavy big yellow sheep from the saddle with the other hand, and threw it hard to the ground.

"That is, my hunting wind was fast enough that I didn't chase Zhaoyue." Yuan Lie hugged his son, jumped off the horse's back with his legs, and threw the reins to the guards who ran over. He swung Run'er on his shoulder with one arm, spread his arms like an eagle, and ran around the open space of the royal court.

Run'er rode on his father's neck. In such a cold season, he was wearing only single clothes and pants, barely wearing small feet like small buns, and his two fat legs were crossed on Yuanlie's neck, clapping his hands and giggling.

Everyone took the initiative to make way for the spacious place and let the father and son have fun in the royal court.

Although it was so cold outside that it turned into ice, the atmosphere was extremely hot because of the joyful crowd.

Although there was a strong charcoal fire in Mo Zheng's yurt, her whole body was as cold as falling from an ice cellar.

Mo Zheng felt a thorn suddenly appear in her heart, pushing from the tip of her heart to her throat. The sharp tingling sensation made her throat tighten, and her whole heart also twisted.

She covered her chest and bent down, coughing hard, so as to cough out the thorn in her heart.

"Concubine, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood?" Amur just pulled his eyes back when he heard the movements from Mo Zheng, but was frightened by Mo Zheng's embarrassing appearance.

"Help...help me!" Mo Zheng stretched out his hand with difficulty, and his whole body trembled and approached the bedside.

It was only a few steps away, but it was so far in her eyes. Just when Mo Zheng was about to fall to the ground, Amur rushed over and helped her shaking body up.

With the help of the maid, Mo Zheng finally lay down on the bed, her eyes as smoke as fog were empty, without a trace of vitality.

"Empress, what's wrong with you, Empress? Don't scare Amur!" The maid noticed the master's pale face. She quickly took out the handkerchief and wiped off the stains coughed from Mo Zheng's mouth, and cried sadly.

"Go... tell Dahan, go find him again, find the doctor..." Mo Zheng's voice was hoarse, and her cheeks that were once bright and rosy were already clear.

"Oh, oh. Hold on, I'll go." Amur covered the quilt for Mo Zheng, tucked the corners of the quilt, and then hurried out of the yurt.

In the tent, Yue Qiyun and Gladiola were holding the jar of sheep oil with them, which was so strange that it felt like a cold wind suddenly blew in from the door. Before they could turn around, they heard Run'er's loud and silly call.

"Mom, mom!" Run'er was still riding on her father's neck, and her little meat grabbed Yuan Lie's unruly long hair with a staggering hand, and jumped out from one word at a time.

"Dad, sheep...eat meat!"

With the light of his son, Yuan Lie can now freely enter and exit the tent where Yue Qiyun is located during the day. He smiled and walked in with his son strode.

"Aunt Wuyun came here?" Looking at the fire fox fur spreading on the table, Yuan Lie knew that Yue Qiyun had accepted his gift, suppressed his pride and asked inadvertently.

"Run'er, come here." Yue Qiyun nodded slightly to Yuan Lie and said hello, then opened his hands to the tall little guy, his eyes full of a faint smile that could not be hidden.

"Mom, sheep, meat..." Run'er took Yuan Lie's clothes and quickly walked out to the ground. She spread her hands and ran to her own mother shakingly.

"I still want to eat meat. It depends on how fat you are, my mother can't even hold you!" He picked up Run'er, who was about the same size as a two or three-year-old child, and Yue Qiyun twisted her son's chubby little face and cursed with a doting smile.

"Eat, meat!" Run'er jumped out word by word, and as she spoke, a string of shiny saliva was left at the corner of her mouth.

"Where is Run'er getting fat?" Yuan Lie made fun of it happily, and reached out to pinch his son's other half's face.

With a "bang", Run'er opened her father's hand, and her bright blue eyes widened, as if she was very angry at Yuan Lie's behavior of pinching her face.

"Hey, you little brat! Why are you so angry with me?" Run'er's strength was really great, and a red color appeared on the back of Yuan Lie's hand. He rubbed the back of his hand that was vaguely painful and stared at his son.

Maybe it was because the father's aura was too domineering. Xiao Run'er was just a child less than one year old. He pierced his little head into his mother's arms and mumbled in grievance.

"That snow leopard isn't easy to catch?" Yue Qiyun touched the back of her son's head comfortably and said authentically without saying anything.

"That's not!" It was rare for Yue Qiyun to take the initiative to talk to him. Yuan Lie immediately became energetic. While he was secretly recalling in his heart that he could beat the snow leopard, he started to speak in a vernacular way.

"That was when I was twenty years old, and it was also a snowy winter..."

Run'er was so heavy that Yue Qiyun put him on the ground, looked at his little face with mud and sweaty, and shouted to Gladiola to bring in a basin of hot water to wash Run'er's face, ignoring the prairie Khan behind him who was so verbal that he was completely destroyed.

Yuan Lie did not regret Yue Qiyun's neglect. He followed his wife step by step, telling in detail how he discovered the traces of the snow leopard, and how he followed all the way to the snow-covered Flame Mountain. How to lure the cunning snow leopard with the pheasant and wild animals he had brought to lure the cunning snow leopard, and finally after a desperate battle, he obtained the complete leopard skin.

"This snow leopard has to be hunted in winter. If it were in summer, its fur would not be as beautiful as it is now..."

Yue Qiyun twisted a handkerchief from the hot water basin and half-squatted down to wipe the mud marks on Run'er's face.

"Qiyun, do you know what the skin of the snow leopard looks like in summer?" Yuan Lie also squatted down, holding a mysterious look on his face.

After wiping his son's face clean, Yue Qiyun pulled his dirty hands over again, wrapped them in a veil and started rubbing them.

Maybe it was because my mother's movements were too ungent, Run'er was about to run away with her little body twisted.

"You little brat, be honest!" Yue Qiyun pulled her son's clothes, ignored Yuan Lie's words, and focused on cleaning up the stains on Run'er's body.
Chapter completed!