The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

Before he finished speaking, Murong Canghai showed displeasure on his face, his heroic brows frowned, and he said in a low voice, "Today is the day for hunting, but he said some irrelevant things."

Pei Nanshuang was reprimanded in public by him without showing any affection, her dignity was trampled under her feet, her face turned red and white, she stood there in a daze, ready to cry, her eyes were filled with forbearable grievances and silent accusations.

Why, she is clearly a legitimate princess-to-be, but she doesn't have the courage to win his favor at all, allowing that arrogant and indifferent woman to occupy the man who should belong to her!

Seeing that the atmosphere became a little awkward, the queen mother hurriedly took Pei Nanshuang's hand and said, "I'm hunting today, so I won't talk about family matters, Nanshuang, and come to Ai's house."

"Yes, Nanshuang knows." With a trembling voice, swallowing all the grievances and humiliation, she stood back beside the queen mother.

"..." The battle horn blew high into the sky.

Many princes and sons, generals and warriors heard this exciting voice, and immediately rode their horses into the hunting ground.

The annual hunting competition has begun!

On the high platform, the beating drum shook the sky, and the sound broke through the sky and went straight to the sky.

"Long live Great Qin, long live Great Qin!"

Murong Canghai returned to his horseback, looking with cold and charming eyes at the brave and arrogant Daqin men in the arena, his eyes showed approval.

After a while, he suddenly raised his whip and lashed the horse's back fiercely, and the steed ran away with a neigh!

Murong Canghai hugged Su Yueming tightly, and rode his horse galloping. In the distance, a panicked elk passed by. He narrowed his eyes, drew out a long arrow, aimed at the animal, and shot it smoothly while galloping.

The arrow was like a gust of wind, with great momentum, and in the blink of an eye, the elk had fallen to the ground, motionless.

Su Yueming's heart trembled suddenly, fast, accurate, fast and accurate, the incomparable aura exuded by those movements made people tremble with fear.

He was wearing a dazzling black robe, wrapping his heroic and tall body, exuding a mysterious atmosphere in his cold charm, and the corners of his clothes fluttered high in the wind, making a rustling sound.

His face was stern, his facial features were cut like knives, and his sharp and calm eyes were like lightning in the dark night, possessing a terrifying force of destruction that made people dare not look directly at him.

He seemed to be a god sent from heaven, and this hunting ground became his personal battlefield with ease.

After the arrow succeeded, he didn't stop, but quickly set up the bow, and shot one arrow after another without taking a breath!

That sharp arrow is like a storm, without fail, wherever it goes, it is invincible!

The beasts running around on the hunting ground fell to the ground one after another, screaming in distress.

Everyone was stunned, stopped what they were doing, and looked at the vigorous man on the horse with admiration.

Everyone is crazy about him!

The soldiers raised their bows and arrows and shouted in unison——

"The King of the North Court is mighty! The King of the North Court is mighty!"

"The King of the North Court is a thousand years old!"

"The emperor's uncle is really amazing! Grandmother, can I be as powerful as the emperor's uncle when I grow up?" The little emperor looked at Murong Canghai on the hunting ground, his eyes were shining, and asked.

The Queen Mother lovingly touched the little emperor's hand, and said, "Grandson, you must firmly remember that you are the emperor of Daqin, you are the emperor, do you understand?"