My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 31 Frightened Horse
  On the day of the autumn hunting, the flags covered the sky.

You can see the majestic and gorgeous emperor's sedan chair from a distance.

Yan Conling stood on the hillside of the outfield, carrying a long sword and overlooking the team of armored soldiers and horses. A few strands of black hair were entangled with a bright red hair rope and could not help but fly in the mountain wind, but the silver bell on it did not make any sound.

"Yan, Master Yan."

The attendant behind her glanced at her nervously, lowered his head and said, "Master He said this is an important place and other people may not be able to see it, so I have to leave it to you..."

These two people are at odds with each other.

The entire Demon Suppression Department knows this.

I originally thought that Chief He Yaoguang would definitely take the opportunity to find a nook and cranny this time, hoping to drive Yan Conngling far away.

But the result was exactly the opposite. He Yaoguang actually put the important task into her hands.

But I just don’t know if Yan Conling will cooperate...

The girl seemed to chuckle slightly and responded without thinking, "I'll take this job."

Not long after, a row of tall and strong horses were slowly led over.

Yan Conling has good eyesight.

You can clearly see the figures leading the horses below, all of them young men in their twenties.

At the age of the old emperor, and his body was drained by wine and sex, it was naturally impossible for him to mount a horse and show off his prowess.

But I am no longer useful, and I still have a son.

According to etiquette, several princes walked at the front of the procession.

The speed of the several people was obviously about the same, and they seemed to be able to cut a straight line neatly, but they also kept a subtle distance from each other, as if they were afraid that a good brother next to them would suddenly get violent and stab themselves at the next moment.

I have to say that this is also a skill.

Yan Conngling observed carefully.

Except for Ning Fengli, who was not in good health, and the Fifth Prince, who was traveling far away from the capital, everyone else was gathered. This is not only a simple hunting competition, but also a rare open battle among these people's numerous secret battles.

The leader, Ning Junzhan, was still wearing the gold-threaded black robe with wide sleeves that were full of wind.

Not to mention simple and stylish clothes, I don't even bother to roll up my cuffs. Compared with the other princes who were ready to go, they looked particularly dissolute and undisciplined.

From her angle, she could see that the prince's eyes seemed to be fixed on the bloody horse owned by the third prince, Ning Muting.

Sure enough, he quickly walked over.

No one knew what he said in a low voice, but Ning Muting reached out angrily and slapped him away. After the two parties argued for a while, the others looked at each other and pretended not to know.

Finally, under Ning Muting's angry scolding, Ning Junzhan snatched the horse and turned over directly. At the same time, the long flag moved behind him, and the autumn hunting officially began.

“I don’t know which prince will win the championship this year?”

The deputy who was following him craned his neck and took a look and said, "Based on this horse-drawn skill alone, the third prince has been winning for several years. After all, my uncle's family is a famous general, and he killed the demon concubine with Emperor Gaozu... …”

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cool wind suddenly blew up, causing the trees in the forest to rustle.

The dark shade of the trees covered the light and shadow, and the hair was tangled like silk on the prince's black robe.

"Bah, bah bah..."

The deputy's mouth was covered in dust. When he looked up again and saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed. "Master Yan, that is..."

The girl raised her hand to signal him to be silent.

Then he took off the token from his waist and handed it to him, and whispered, "I'm afraid today's autumn hunt won't go away. You go and tell Senior Sister He the situation first and ask her to be more careful."

The deputy took two steps and then turned back worriedly, "Then His Royal Highness..."

Although Ning Junzhan said his actions were absurd.

But the direct descendants of Zhonggong are justified.

If something happens, I'm afraid they won't be able to recover.

Yan Conling took out the long sword without looking back, "Let me watch over the prince's side."

The fine black air surged like a tide, crawling up and squirming along the corners of the dragon-patterned clothes. As the crown prince and the future lord of the world, the prince's pale golden dragon aura that was supposed to protect his body was slowly being eaten away at this moment... Yan Conngling's face was condensed.

She had never seen such a cold and vicious evil spirit.

I have never seen an evil thing in this world that can swallow the energy of a true dragon.

Underneath, Ning Junzhan seemed to notice something and wanted to rein in his horse and jump off.

But the bloody horse rushed forward uncontrollably, not knowing whether it was because of the change of owner.

The sharp branches and shrubs tore through the brocade clothes, and one of them even penetrated deeply into the horse's neck, staining its hair red with blood, but it seemed as if it didn't know the pain, its eyes were red, and its hooves couldn't stop at all.

"His Royal Highness!"

Someone exclaimed, his breath trembling.

The prince, who was almost leaning on the horse, with the reins firmly in his hands, raised his head. In the violently turbulent field of vision, not far away is the cliff that looks like a beast's mouth and eats people...

"Come on, come on, come on, help me!!"

The horse's rapid breathing and the screams of the eunuch who had followed him since childhood were all mixed together in the strange wind sound in his ears, blurred, and seemed far away but still close.

Seeing the bottomless abyss getting closer and closer...

Suddenly, a figure fell lightly behind him. The palm wrapped in snow-white silk was slender and powerful. Two fingers pressed on the back of his hand, twisting the reins back with a huge force.

The familiar clear voice of the girl is in my ears——

"I'm offended, Your Highness."

The silk is very thin, and you can clearly feel the fine cocoons on the hands, causing a tingling sensation on the wrists.

Yan Conling carefully controlled the horse, and the talismans kept flying out of the Qiankun bag around her waist, like snow flakes gathering around, swallowing up the black energy that was difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye.

This was the first time for most people to see such a scene of exorcising evil spirits, and they couldn't help but feel frightened.

He noticed that Ning Junzhan's body was stiff and his palms seemed to be slightly sweaty.

Yan Conling thought he was frightened and comforted him with a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, Your Highness."

Along with the words, there was a buzzing sound, and the long sword was slashed from mid-air.

The sword light was as powerful as thunder.

The black energy instantly retreated from the prince and the horse like a sea wave, dispersing into countless wisps of cone-shaped thick smoke, screaming strangely and about to flee in all directions.

"receive!"

Yan Congling flew up quickly, and the originally scattered talisman papers surrounding her as she fluttered in green clothes suddenly seemed to be in order, gathering into a huge golden talisman network.

In the blink of an eye, all the struggling and twisting black smoke was gathered into it.

The talisman net tightened tighter and tighter, and the screams became louder and shriller.

The last few stood out, and after a period of violent flapping, they finally fell into silence.

The forest wind blew by, causing everyone present to tremble in cold sweat, and then they wanted to step forward as if they were waking up from a dream.

But when he looked up, the girl had already led the horse over.

It was not until he was in a safe position that he stretched out his silk-gloved hand to the man on horseback without breaking the rules of etiquette.

"Your Highness, please dismount."

Ning Junzhan seemed to be in shock, his eyes closed and motionless.

"...Your Highness?"

After waiting for a long time and receiving no response, Yan Conling was about to look up in confusion.

The other party finally helped her wrist to get off the horse.

He was very fast and quickly retracted his hand.

(End of this chapter)