Chapter 270： Regent King's Little Emperor (24)

Chapter 270 The Emperor of the Regent (24)

Snow hunting is just a big event at the end of the royal year.

Bai Weiwei shot a wild boar on horseback, even if he opened his head.

Then she sat and watched the martial arts generals, like the huskies who untied the rope, happily chasing the prey.

Sitting for a long time was particularly boring, she was weak and she began to sleep.

Xie Yunting took a few dead foxes back and told people to peel.

He saw the little emperor wearing fox fur clothes, especially cute and expensive, could not help but see the fox and hunted.

When the instructions were made, I saw the little emperor sitting in a chair and falling asleep.

The pink face, because of the charcoal fire burning next to it, baked the sun on the face, the beauty made his throat tight.

That weird sense of enthusiasm, came up again.

Xie Yunting has never been the kind of person who likes to escape.

So he didn't escape, but instead leaned closer to her.

The finger couldn't help but touch her face.

There is no feeling of nausea at all.

The burning of the body's anxious is more obvious.

Suddenly she seemed to be disturbed, opened her eyes and lost her eyes.

Her lips are slightly open, her voice is soft and hooked, "Too Fu?"

Xie Yunting discovered what ridiculous things he had done.

He loosened his hand like an electric shock, and immediately stepped back a few steps, and the breathing was messy.

Then turn around and leave.

Bai Weiwei touched her neck. Just thought that Xie Yunting wanted to kill her?

She was frightened and frightened for a while.

And Xie Yunting, who was far away, suddenly punched a tree.

"Insane, this white is simply a curse."

He clearly feels sick for any man.

How did she get to her, every time the body reacted?

Xie Yunting’s eyes were cloudy and cold.

Originally she should be his stepping stone, but now it seems that she is more and more like a stumbling block that can affect him.

"Too Fu, as you might expect, Zhao Wang led the army to hide in the mountains outside the hunting ground."

Xie Yunting turned back and saw that his confidant guards came over and reported.

Zhao Wang is the uncle of the little emperor. Originally, the throne had no relationship with the prince.

However, he forced the palace to succeed, and he was detained by the little emperor. These people are not calm.

As long as he killed the little emperor and killed him, then the throne naturally fell into the hands of Zhao.

Today's snow hunting, the little emperor is the bait that Xie Yunting used to lead Zhao Wang.

Killing Zhao Wang, the opposition outside the palace, will be less than half.

But using her as a bait, there is a danger of losing her life.

Xie Yunting thought that the little emperor would die under the arrow, and his heart would be like a needle, and he could not pull it out.

The more it hurts, the colder his eyes are.

Can't let her... influence him again.

"According to the original plan."

When he said this, his face was hidden in the shadows.

The expression is terrible.

[Hey, the man is 25 degrees. 】

Bai Weiwei, who is yawning and eating snacks, heard the reminder and raised his eyebrows.

This Xie Yunting had nothing to think about, she did not do anything that would make people feel good.

This kind of good feelings, the rise is not good.

Snow hunting was successfully completed, and Bai Weiwei expressed his intention to end the testimonial.

Also rewarded the officials who killed the most prey, and then patted the **** and prepared to return to the palace.

Xie Yunting came over. "Is the emperor still riding back to the palace?"

Bai Weiwei: "The fool is riding a horse? Of course it is comfortable by car."

Say, is horse riding like a man?

Bai Weiwei saw his carriage and stepped on it.

Xie Yunting suddenly reached out and took her hand. "The emperor, be careful of bumps."

She stepped forward and looked back at him, her eyes clear and soft.

Second, there is one more, and soon

(End of this chapter)