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Feng Ning Yan opened the bottle stopper and took a light sniff. The fragrance of the wine was like a mischievous butterfly that lingered at the tip of her nose.

With one hand holding a roast turtledove and the other holding a flagon of wine, she felt that life was simply too blissful.

Hearing Shen Ling Jue's words, she reluctantly brought the rice wine to his mouth, "Relax, I'm not a stingy person, I'll give you half of it as thanks."

Shen Lingjue raised an eyebrow and looked at her in surprise, "Only this?"

Feng Ning Yan looked at her turtledove and also brought it to Shen Ling Jue's mouth, "If worst comes to worst, I'll give you another piece of my turtledove leg!"

Shen Ling Jue's brows slightly creased as he said with a bitter smile: "The sky is the blanket, the earth is the bed, but the beautiful ladies beside me only have eyes for meat and wine, This King's life is truly bitter."

When Feng Ningyan heard this, she finally understood what he meant. She pursed her lips and smiled. "Your Highness, don't be anxious. It's not easy to hold it in …"

Shen Ling Jue couldn't help sighing to the sky. Marrying a woman who has too much heart, he really doesn't have the slightest worry.

He had clearly been married for two months, and even though she had suffered internal injuries, she had an innocent and harmless look on her face.

From the looks of it, Xu mama's words were indeed a golden rule. This woman was planning to drag it all the way to the eighties.

Feng Ning Yan peeked at Shen Ling Jue's distressed look and guiltily lowered her head to nibble on the turtledove. She thought that with this sort of thing, he wouldn't be able to hide from her for the first fifteen years.

Moreover, this was a man that every girl in the world yearned for. Wouldn't it be such a waste if he didn't even eat the man that was sent to her, Feng Ning Yan?

"Aiyah, how muddle-headed!" As Feng Ning Yan was thinking, she suddenly smelled a burnt scent and hurriedly shouted.

Shen Lingjue finally came back to his senses and quickly took off the grill. He saw that the turtledove's stomach was already a little burnt black.

"Ah, this is His Highness' favorite dish, the Coke Bird!" Feng Ning Yan gloated with a smile.

Shen Ling Jue helplessly scratched his forehead, tore off the piece of blackened turtledove meat, and placed it in his mouth to taste it. "It's quite interesting!"

The two of them carried a roasted turtledove that didn't even have a taste of salt, and a bottle of rice wine that wasn't even strong enough to fill the gaps between their teeth. Just like that, they enjoyed the supper.

Although there were no delicacies in the wilderness, and even two people had to share a mouthful of wine, it was still the most unforgettable 'beautiful morning' in Feng Ning Yan's heart.

When the horse had eaten its fill, the turtledove was left with only bones on the ground, and the bonfire was almost burnt out. Feng Ning Yan leaned on Shen Ling Jue's shoulder and sweetly fell asleep.

Shen Ling Jue lowered his head, seeing her glistening lips. He couldn't help but smile, raising his finger to gently wipe away the oil on her lips.

As the night wind blew, the temperature in the mountain had already reached the lowest point in the day.

The cold wind howled through the forest.

Shen Ling Jue took off his cloak and draped it over Feng Ning Yan's body. He supported her and placed her on his lap, then sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.

Dark clouds slowly swallowed the moonlight, and the last bit of the bonfire was extinguished.

A rustling sound suddenly came from the forest, slowly approaching Shen Ling Jue and Feng Ning Yan.

Shen Ling Jue suddenly opened his eyes, and pulled Feng Ning Yan up, "Yan'er! "Get on the horse!"

Feng Ning Yan was sleeping very lightly, and upon hearing Shen Ling Jue's voice, she immediately became clear-headed. Although she didn't know what happened, she immediately followed him towards the two horses.

Right at this moment, a tiger with a head as tall as a man jumped out of the grass. It opened its bloody mouth and let out an earth-shaking roar. The trees shook violently as sand and rocks flew, and leaves fell like snow.

Shen Ling Jue suddenly swung Feng Ning Yan's hand and tossed her onto the back of the horse. He then unsheathed the sword at his waist and threw it towards the tiger's throat.

The tiger was very large, and its front paws were as hard as shields. With a single swipe of its sharp claws, it knocked the sword to the side and stabbed it into the tree.

The two horses had grown up in the stables, so they didn't have much courage.

When they saw the tiger, they were so scared that they began to circle around the stream. Although they understood human nature and refused to leave their owner, it was impossible for them to quickly flee while carrying their people.

Seeing it approaching menacingly, Shen Ling Jue's sword also missed. He simply pulled off the horsewhip, jumped off the horse, and slapped the horse on its thigh. He shouted, "Ride!" and let the horse go.

Then, she threw the two horsewhips in her hands towards Shen Ling Jue: "Catch!"

Shen Ling Jue caught the horsewhip and the two of them understood each other. Both of them flew over the bushes at the same time and into the air, and with a whip strike at the tiger from the left and right, they firmly entangled the tiger's front paws and threw it into the water.

Although tigers can swim, this stream is very shallow, and there are many sharp stones rolling down from the upstream mountain.

The tiger's body was too big, and as it fell into the water, it cried out in pain as it was ruthlessly stung by these stones.

When he sprang to his feet, his fur was soaked with water and he became heavier.

Right at this time, Shen Ling Jue threw himself in front of the tree, unsheathed his sword, and rushed towards the tiger.

Feng Ning Yan had also pulled out her sword from her belt, splitting the sword into two, one on the left and the other on the right of Shen Ling Jue, attacking the tiger.

The tiger's roar and the fierce wind swept through everything in the forest.

The dragon's roar rang out as the sword beam cut through the pitch-black night sky.

When a trace of white appeared in the east, the stream had already been dyed red by the tiger's blood. The tiger lay by the stream, half of its body falling into the water.

Feng Ning Yan used the back of her hand to wipe the blood off her face. She licked the corner of her salty lips and walked over. "Give it a quick death."

As she spoke, a sword stabbed into the tiger's heart. She spun around and drew her sword, causing blood three feet away from the tiger's chest. After twitching twice, she finally died.

Feng Ningyan held her sword and stepped over the tiger corpse, coming to Shen Ling Jue's side. Seeing that there wasn't even a drop of tiger blood on his body, and his white clothes were still as elegant as before, she couldn't help but be jealous.

Shen Ling Jue took out a brocade handkerchief and pulled her upstream to the stream, carefully wiping off the blood on her hands and face.

"Your Highness, why is your clothes not dirty?"

Shen Ling Jue smiled: "You want to know the secret method? "The cries are pleasant to hear."

Feng Ning Yan pressed her lips together and unwillingly shouted, "Hubby …"

Shen Lingjue nodded his head in satisfaction and used a brocade handkerchief to lightly wipe her face.

"As long as the sword is sharp enough, the moves are fast enough, the movement technique is good enough, and the body can be drawn early enough, one can pass through ten thousand flowers without being touched by a single leaf."

When Feng Ningyan heard this, she stared blankly for a moment. After she finished listening, she rolled her eyes.

"Humph!" Why are you showing off! Isn't it just that the sword is more expensive than mine? The sword is faster than me, the movement technique is better than me. "For people like us who come from the military, we are the real deal. Fighting fists to the flesh, blades to the bones, how can we be like you. Hitting a tiger actually thinks of not dirtying our clothes, we should blindly pay attention."

Shen Ling Jue shook his index finger: "Not really, this isn't called being blindly picky, this is called pursuing perfection. Most importantly, if my clothes are dirty, I will trouble my wife. "

Feng Ning Yan laughed, "Why do you have so much nonsense to say? "Besides, how did you know I would help you wash your clothes?"

Shen Ling Jue shrugged his shoulders and looked at the dead tiger: "If you don't wash clothes, the tiger's skin will have to be washed sooner or later. It's a pity that your blade has penetrated the bones, who knows how many times you've pierced the tiger's skin, what a pity."

"You … Why didn't you say so earlier! "