In the hunting forest farm, Zhao Weiran took Zhao Ziqian's wide palm and followed him.

She was small, and from time to time she poked her head out behind her father, looking shyly at the people in the distance.

At that time, she was young and ignorant. When she first met Mu Yuan, who was in her hair, she felt that he was so tall, with his shoulders so wide, and his black clothes were quite eye-catching among the crowd.

As a heroic and majestic boy, she was taught that the feeling of "heart-pounding" was first experienced.

After hearing the emperor's words, everyone immediately picked up the bow and arrow and went into the deep forest. The boy in black was also among them. Zhao Weiran shook the man's arm and said in a crisp voice:

"Dad, can I go hunting, too?"

Before Zhao Ziqian could speak, Queen Zhede said softly:

"The bloody hunting game is a game for boys. How can we, Xiao Weiran, participate in such a dangerous activity?"

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she bent over and touched Zhao Weiran's little head.

"Be good at Weiran, let's play with the maids later, okay?"

"Um."

Zhao Weiran nodded perfunctorily, and when he saw the queen walking away, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Ziqian.

"Dad~"

Zhao Ziqian was fortunate to have a daughter when she was thirty years old. She loved her so much. Looking at her red face, Zhao Ziqian smiled, bent down and shaved her chubby face with her index finger and said:

"The little princes are going to compete for the first place in the hunting competition and please the emperor. Let's not join in the fun before we can."

Xiao Weiran was a little unhappy when he pouted, so the man said in a angrily voice:

"We don't let them fight with them. Next time, my dad will take you to a larger hunting ground and hunt wild boars and hares!"

He was not exaggerating and was chaotic. None of the children of the Zhao family could not ride horses and shoot archers. Although Zhao Weiran was only twelve years old, his archery skills were outstanding. Not to mention that he was hitting everywhere, he still pointed out wherever he was.

When the father naturally knew that the child was naughty and playful, how could he know that she wanted to play, but she didn't just think about it.

Zhao Weiran was worried about it, as if there was a cat claw scratching his heart. While no one was paying attention, he trotted and sneaked into the hunting ground with a bow and arrow.

She walked through the lush forest, looking for the figure that she could never forget.

As I walked, I suddenly heard a low howl, like a wolf's voice.

How could there be wolves in this place?

Zhao Weiran couldn't help but be surprised. She walked around looking for the origin of the sound. After a while, she saw Mu Yuan. She saw him gritting his teeth and looking solemn, confronting a one-eyed wolf with dark hair and fierce face.

The evil wolf bared his teeth, and saliva flowed down from the sharp beast's teeth. After a while, he rushed straight towards Mu Yuan.

Mu Yuan drifted away and almost avoided it. His sharp teeth tore off the material and almost bit his thigh. Zhao Weiran was frightened and he was sweating for him.

His chest was undulating violently, Mu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and he set up a bow and arrow to aim at the wolf's head.

However, he encountered this situation for the first time, and was too nervous to experience it. He shot his head and shot it by the arrow. The arrow passed the wolf's head, but it was not even hurt at all.

The situation is so urgent that there is no time to make up another arrow.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Weiran clenched his fists and stood in the distance and looked around with fear, as if he was even more nervous than Mu Yuan.

Before Mu Yuan could pull the bow, the evil wolf had already rushed into the air, and opened the wolf's mouth and exposed the fangs, as if he was going to swallow him in one bite.

Mu Yuan frowned for a moment when he smelled the bloody smell of the thing, but in a flash, it was approaching.

Mu Yuan suddenly drew his sword. Before the sword was sheathed, a sharp wind with a foul smell rushed towards him. His pupils trembled suddenly. He was about to fight to the death, but the next second he saw a sharp arrow passing by on his ear.

The arrow feathers were windy and penetrated straight into the wolf's right eye,

The sharp pyramid pierced the beast's eyes, and thick blood splattered in an instant. The arrow was so powerful that half of the wolf's head was nailed into it.

Mu Yuan was suddenly stunned. Seeing the evil wolf retreating with the remaining force of the arrow, he wailed and fell down with a "bang".

"who?"

He turned his head and saw a woman in white looking at him blankly, stepping towards her,

"Just now, you saved me?"

And this woman in white is Qin Jiuxi.

Qin Jiuxi is the daughter of a civil servant. He should have been resting outside the court with his father, but he chased the butterfly and ran into the forest farm by chance.

Qin Jiuxi, hiding behind the tree, was stiff all over, and he did not comment. His innocent almond eyes stared straight at Mu Yuan.

She didn't say no, she naturally admitted it.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Mu Yuan's always cold eyes added a little gentleness.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Weiran didn't understand.

She clearly did nothing, so why did she admit that nothing was wrong with such an ambiguous attitude?

Just as the incident suddenly rose, the evil wolf, which was originally paralyzed, stood up tremblingly, and "光" yelled softly and rushed towards the two of them like crazy.

"Beware!"

Fortunately, Mu Yuan reacted in time, pulled the bow and accumulated strength, aiming at the wolf's head with an arrow. Fortunately, the arrow finally did not shoot, and stabbed his eyebrows straight, and the evil wolf died immediately.

Mu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head again, but saw that Qin Jiuxi was already fainted by the side.

"Girl, are you okay?"

He squatted down and carefully helped Qin Jiuxi up, his eyebrows frowned, his eyes full of distress and anxiety.

Looking at the two, Zhao Weiran stood there in a daze, feeling a little complicated.

It seems that he regards the woman as his life-saving benefactor...

Zhao Weiran lowered his head and felt a faint pain in his chest. He really wanted to walk over and tell the other party everything.

But... she had promised her father to stay outside the forest farm obediently.

No, let him know that he is the one who saves him!

She clenched her fists, as if she had made up her mind and was about to raise her foot, when at this moment, a dazzling light from the sky casted in, making people unable to open their eyes.

Zhao Weiran subconsciously closed his eyes, but when he opened his eyes again, the scenery around him had changed. It turned out that it was just a dream...

After experiencing it in an immersive way, Zhao Weiran couldn't help but complain:

The cool breeze blows, your plot is too buggy. Is the male protagonist a pig's brain?

How could a weak woman who could faint when she saw a wolf? How could a weak woman hit the wolf's head with one arrow?

Besides, Qin Jiuxi is clearly empty-handed. Why does the male protagonist think that she saved her? Could it be that the arrow that shot the wolf was transformed out of thin air with her thoughts?

Zhao Weiran turned around and saw Mu Yuan lying quietly beside her, obviously still in her sleep.

However, his eyebrows were frowning, his forehead was full of sweat, and it seemed like he had been suffering from a nightmare.

Seeing that Mu Yuan's forehead was bulging, his pale lips trembled slightly, and his expression seemed to be in great pain, Zhao Weiran couldn't help but think:

It must be very uncomfortable to have a nightmare, right?

Hey, I won't wake you up!

Zhao Weiran was secretly happy as if he was "a villain" and lifted up the quilt to get out of bed.

She rolled over and just stepped over his legs, but she didn't want to step on the slippery quilt and slipped under her feet. Her body was unbalanced and fell on the other person.

Stealing a chicken will not lose a piece of rice!

After being pressed by her, Mu Yuan suddenly woke up in the dream. He opened his eyes in a daze and his eyes met the person in front of him.

I felt that the two were too intimate, and the girl's thighs were facing her, and she was very uncomfortable. A fleeting cramp flashed in his eyes, and then he restrained his emotions and said in a cold voice:

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, his eyes were blurred, and there was still murderous intent in the nightmare left in his eyes. Zhao Weiran was stunned and instantly got goose bumps on his back.

"I...I just slid down. Sorry, the prince, it was not intentional."

Mu Yuan turned his face and stared at the side:

"Why don't you get up quickly, it will make my legs numb."

Zhao Weiran wanted to move, but realized that he could not move. The lower half of his body was completely out of control at this moment.

"No, the legs... are cramped."

"you……"

Mu Yuan stared at her, and had no choice but to grab Zhao Weiran's shoulder with both hands and lift her from him.

His arms were so powerful that he was holding a kitten and putting her aside.

The numbness continued for a while, and Zhao Weiran's legs gradually became conscious.

She leaned lazily against the wall, but looked up and saw Mu Yuan staring at her meaningfully, her lips pursed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Mu Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, recalling his dream just now, and only felt that the person in front of him overlapped with the phantom in his mind, covering him with a layer of fog, as if he was illusory.

His eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly realized it, and he couldn't help asking her:

"Zhao Weiran, are you really... amnesia?"
To be continued...