Since when did this person care about winning or losing? In the past, she always sought out the coolest spot to rest and never cared for such competitions.

“She competes for her reasons, I play for mine. What’s the difference?” Shen Yao Xing asked in return.

Chu Yi stroked her chin and thought for a moment. Indeed, it was so. This was the young girl’s usual style, always so carefree. She raised her hand to order someone to bring the horse and find a bow, handing everything over to her.

“Do you want me to send someone with you? Otherwise, I’m afraid you might not find your way out of the forest later.”

She remembered that this person wasn’t very good with directions.

Shen Yao Xing waved her hand. “No need, I have my ways.”

The horseback hunting competition began half an hour later. This competition wasn’t divided by gender, but the vast majority of participants were women, with only a few men daring to challenge themselves in the forest.

The participants either paired up or brought one or two attendants into the forest. Shen Yao Xing tidied up the arrows hanging on her back, mounted her horse, and chose a path that no one else had taken into the forest.

The towering trees blocked out the scorching sunlight. The endless cicada calls filled her ears, accompanied by cool breezes, involuntarily relaxing one’s mood.

Shen Yao Xing gripped the reins, riding her brown horse at a slow pace through the forest. Suddenly, a bright color flashed before her eyes. She looked closely and saw it was a wild pheasant with a colorful tail and brown feathers.

This kind of game was most favored by men, easy to catch, and its feathers could be used as decorations.

“Tsk,” Shen Yao Xing lost interest and withdrew her gaze. There were hardly any large game animals in the outskirts; only deeper in the forest would there be larger prey.

She kicked the horse’s belly, speeding up towards the depths of the forest.

Just as she entered the inner area, Shen Yao Xing’s attention was drawn to something bulging in the grass. She gently took an arrow from her back, nocked it on the bowstring, and drew a half-circle, aiming at the grass with one eye.

Just as she was about to release, an arrow “whooshed” past her ear. The arrowhead broke through the air, heading straight for the target.

There was only a sharp roar, and the massive body of a wild boar crashed to the ground, crushing the nearby grass.

This feeling was like having a piece of food already in your throat, only to have it forcibly pulled out.

Shen Yao Xing’s mood at this moment was utterly ruined. When she saw clearly who was behind her, she probably understood what it meant to be haunted. Pointing at the boar’s carcass, she argued, “I saw it first.”

Jiang Ming Yue gave her a cold glance. “So what?”

Staring at him for a good while, Shen Yao Xing finally deflated. Fine, it had already been snatched away, she might as well look for the next one. She pulled on the reins, intending to leave, but saw the man also turning his horse, walking unhurriedly in front.

“Aren’t you going to take that wild boar back?”

The man didn’t turn his head, his voice cool and thin: “What use would it be?”

“……”

Shen Yao Xing found that this person had been acting a bit strange these past few days, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what was wrong. She vaguely felt like he was picking a fight with her. Could it be that he still remembered her standing him up last time?

Thinking about it this way, it did seem like she was in the wrong first. Shen Yao Xing bit her upper lip and silently followed behind him.

During this time, many wild animals passed by in front of them. The man never made a move again, and Shen Yao Xing, disdaining those small animals, didn’t pay attention either. As more and more wild rabbits and field mice scurried past the horse’s hooves in front, she suddenly had a bad premonition.

As if to confirm her premonition, the horse in front suddenly went berserk. Its front legs suddenly reared up, letting out a shrill neigh, as if it had gone mad, throwing the rider off its back.

Shen Yao Xing was startled and quickly flew forward to grab the man’s arm. But suddenly, it felt as if something had hit her leg hollow, accompanied by a sour pain. Her knees went weak, and she couldn’t exert any strength.

Next to them was a slope. In that instant, Shen Yao Xing thought of many things, and finally decided to abandon the man to save herself.

It’s better for one person to be in pain than for two people to suffer!

Just as she was about to let go, she found that the man’s hand seemed to be coated with super glue – she couldn’t shake it off at all!

The two of them rolled down the slope together. Fortunately, the slope wasn’t high, and they stopped when they reached the bottom. Shen Yao Xing only felt a heaviness in her chest that almost prevented her from catching her breath.

She frowned and opened her eyes, only to crash into a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss. Shen Yao Xing’s eyes widened instantly, looking at the face so close to hers, feeling a bit dazed.

The two were incredibly close at this moment, their faces only a finger’s width apart. Jiang Ming Yue could even smell the faint sweet fragrance of the young girl’s breath, causing his face to heat up. His heart was pounding so much that he didn’t know what to do, and could only stare at her blankly.

He even had the absurd thought of wanting to engage in more intimate activities with her.

“Um…” Shen Yao Xing awkwardly moved her body a bit, her face flushed red. “You’re about to flatten my chest.”

The man was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turning bright red. He rolled to the side and then sat up, turning his back to her. His hand tightly gripped his own collar, his blank gaze falling on the ground.

The sound of his heartbeat nearly drowned out everything else, to the extent that he didn’t even react when the person behind him called out to him.

Helpless, Shen Yao Xing could only walk around to his front and wave her hand in front of him. “What are you spacing out for? I need to get up there quickly, or it’ll be dark soon.”

Having said this, Shen Yao Xing thought he would follow, so she went around to climb up. To her surprise, when she looked back, she found the man still sitting there, motionless.

“Aren’t you coming up?” she shouted at him, but he still had his back turned and showed no response.

Shen Yao Xing couldn’t help but roll her eyes again. She jumped back down, walked to the man’s side, and looked down at him, saying, “Don’t tell me you want to spend the night here?”

Jiang Ming Yue lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. After a while, he softened his voice and said quietly, “My foot hurts.”

The young girl seemed not to believe him and even crouched down to take off his shoe. Jiang Ming Yue’s blush spread to the corners of his eyes. He gently bit his crimson lower lip, slightly turning his face away, silently allowing her actions.

When she saw the bruise on his ankle, Shen Yao Xing resignedly sighed, silently turned her back, and patted her shoulder. “Get on.”

Jiang Ming Yue hesitated for a moment, but finally stretched out his slender hands and climbed onto the young girl’s shoulders. As the young girl stood up, he tensed his body nervously, only relaxing after a while.

His beautiful eyes stared intently at the young girl’s hair falling on her shoulders, his heart slightly moved.

“Ow!” Shen Yao Xing howled in pain, turning her head with great displeasure. “Why are you pulling my hair?”

The person on her back didn’t respond, carefully tucking the pulled hair into his bosom.

It wasn’t until the sky had completely darkened that the two rode out of the forest on one horse. The campsite had already lit bonfires, with a group of young ladies and gentlemen from official families gathered around roasting things.

After sending the man back to his resting place, Shen Yao Xing had just walked back to the campsite when she saw the Seventh Princess running over. She was followed by two guards, carrying the carcass of a wolf.

The Seventh Princess was particularly proud: “This is what I hunted today. What about yours?”

“I didn’t hunt anything,” Shen Yao Xing said honestly.

“Ha, then I win this round!”

“Yes.”

Having regained face, the Seventh Princess was in an excellent mood. She took the initiative to invite her to eat barbecue. Shen Yao Xing, who was already extremely hungry, naturally couldn’t ask for more. She followed along, freeloading a meal of meat and even watching a performance of men’s talents.

The festivities ended close to the hour of Hai, and everyone returned to their respective tents to rest. Shen Yao Xing yawned, making her way to Chu Yi’s tent. When she arrived and was about to enter, she heard ambiguous sounds coming from inside.

Shen Yao Xing, who had been to places of pleasure, of course knew what these sounds were. She listened closely with a dark face and realized that the male voice was actually that of the man in blue clothes from earlier in the day.

This woman could get into heat anywhere, it was truly impressive.

Shen Yao Xing shook her head helplessly and turned to leave quickly.

On the other side of the campsite, a luxurious carriage was parked under a tree. If anyone were to look inside the carriage at this moment, they would likely suffer a nosebleed and lose their soul in there.

Inside the spacious and comfortable carriage, a man lay on a soft couch with his clothes wide open. His fingers clutched a bright red piece of cloth, his beautiful eyes misty, his crimson lips pursed, his unfocused gaze staring fixedly at the carriage roof.

Recalling their intimate contact earlier that day, his body felt as if it were on fire, unbearably hot, especially in that particular area.

Jiang Ming Yue held up the bright-colored cloth in front of his eyes. Her scent had already faded considerably. He gently pressed the fabric to his face, closing his eyes and imagining the young girl touching him.

A scorching sensation consumed his internal organs. Jiang Ming Yue bit his knuckle in discomfort, arching his snow-white jade neck. His half-open misty eyes glistened with moisture. Finally unable to resist, he gently gripped himself, his fingers moving.

“…Zhao Zhao…”

Shen Yao Xing, who was sleeping on a tree branch, let out a big sneeze. She rubbed her nose and turned over, muttering half-asleep, “Who’s cursing me…”