Fleeing from famine! A rough hunter has a fox husband

He did not look around, but just looked at the emperor on the throne and respectfully performed a Miao salute.

"Dong Ling pays respect to His Majesty the Song State. May His Majesty live long."

Emperor Song Jing looked at him with a smile and nodded.

"No need to be polite. Your master and I are old acquaintances. I am hosting a banquet today. Dong Ling, you want to try the food of our Song Kingdom."

"Master often talks about you. Dong Ling thanks His Majesty for the hospitality."

The first princess of the Miao Kingdom was given the title Dong Ling. Therefore, everyone outside knew Princess Dong Ling, but few people knew that her name was Shen Nuoer.

Shen Nuoer sat down in the assigned seat and suddenly saw the man drinking opposite her.

His heart suddenly beat rapidly. The two young men who served him saw their master's frightened look and thought that he had just arrived in Song State and was not used to it.

I could only bend down to comfort him:

"Don't be afraid, little princess. With the king in Miao Country, no one dares to bully you."

Shen Nuoer narrowed her eyes and shook her head:

"I'm not afraid."

Looking at the familiar face again, it should just be someone who looks alike. How could there be such a coincidence in this world?

But wasn't that where he himself came from?

At that time he knew he was starving to death. Before he died, the immortal said that Shen Nuo would live on for him and avenge him.

Does he hate the people of Shenjia Village? He hates them, so he can see through dreams and sometimes see what is happening in Liang State.

He watched the Shen family members being killed by heavenly fire, and watched Shen Nuo ignore his enemies and let them suffer the consequences. Shen Nuo was happy.

He liked Shen Nuo's personality very much, and in these five years, he also completed his soul.

When he was in Liang State before, he was a young man with a good appearance but no knowledge. Although he was taciturn, his thoughts were actually very simple.

Apart from my parents and grandparents, the person I care about the most is Song Zhen.

This neighbor brother who grew up with him, not only left him, but also left him without even a thought.

When he followed his parents back to his hometown, they also passed away. His grandparents protected him but couldn't always be with him.

Shen Nuoer felt like a duckweed in the water, helpless and at the mercy of others.

It’s good to die. When you die, you won’t be hungry. The feeling of hunger is really uncomfortable.

But he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes, he would find himself in the Miao palace, with his anxious parents and master by his bedside.

It's just that her parents have lost their memories of Liang State, but they are still very much in love. Shen Nuoer feels that everything that happened to her in Liang State was just a dream for eighteen years.

Even in the past five years, apart from talking to Shen Nuo in his dreams, he basically had no memories of Liang Guo.

But the person in front of him reminded him of the past again.

Song Zhen felt a burning gaze and subconsciously looked up. With just one glance, the cup in his hand fell to the ground.

"Noer..."

He stood up immediately. Everyone around him looked at him, and Shen Nuoer also watched his reaction.

Song Zhen's eyes were red, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

"Zhen'er, what's wrong with you?"

The emperor had called him Zhen'er since he was a child. He should have called him King Dingbei at this moment, but in his haste he called him by his private name.

Zhen'er? Song Zhen?

Shen Nuo'er's heart was in turmoil, but after spending so much time with King Miao, she was no longer the kind of child who would show everything on her face.

He looked at Song Zhen expressionlessly, with a puzzled look on his face.

Song Zhen reacted and immediately shook her head:

"Nothing, I just didn't expect this young man to be so divine. I almost thought he was a god descending from heaven."

Being in the front, Shen Nuoer guessed his identity instantly and said:

"I heard that the prince was very brave in battle. I was a big and strong man at that time, but I didn't expect that he would be so handsome."

"Hahahaha, come to think of it, I was just about to introduce you to each other, Zhen'er, this is the first princess of the Miao Kingdom, Princess Dong Ling."

The emperor looked at Shen Nuoer again:

"This is King Dingbei, my younger brother."

"I don't know you. I didn't expect that you are actually Princess Dongling."

He sat down again, clenching his left hand on one side.

No wonder, no wonder he couldn’t find it, it turned out to be in Miao Country.

But Nuoer seemed to have forgotten him.

Song Zhen couldn't take her eyes off Shen Nuoer at all, and everyone present was surprised.

Many people speculated that Prince Dingbei might have taken a fancy to this princess.

However, this girl is the treasure of the Miao Kingdom, and it may not be so easy for King Dingbei to abduct her... No, it should be married to her.

But these are not what they should think about. It depends on what Your Majesty thinks.

As early as when Song Zhen was praising someone, the emperor had already thought of something, that is, the name of Princess Dongling.

If he remembered correctly, this was the son of the Shen family, the richest man in the Miao Kingdom, and he had heard the Miao King call him Nuo'er before.

So, the person his brother has been looking for is actually Princess Dongling?

This realization surprised the emperor. He didn't expect that this brat had such high standards.

No wonder he didn’t want anyone introduced to him before. It turns out that this guy already has someone he likes.

And this person is the master of poison medicine, Princess Dongling.

He was secretly thinking about how to discuss this matter with King Miao in the future. The Queen and the Imperial Concubine beside him looked at each other and both smiled and nodded.

Shen Nuoer was sitting there with her eyes downcast, absent-minded, and didn't notice their expressions.

Shen Nuo'er intentionally concealed her gaze, so that the whole time, only Song Zhen was staring at him, as if she wanted to see through him.

Before the banquet was over, the emperor and his concubines left first to give the people below a chance to speak.

Song Zhen walked up to Shen Nuoer immediately.

"Princess Dongling, are you interested in having a drink with me?"

Shen Nuoer, who was about to get up and leave, said:

Helpless, I couldn't not give the prince some face, so I could only raise my glass and say with a smile:

"Okay, it would be better for your health if you drink less."

After saying that, he drank the wine in one gulp.

"Princess Dongling looks a lot like someone I know."

Song Zhen still couldn't help but say it.

Who knew Shen Nuoer would sneer when she heard this:

"Your Highness, are you trying to say that she looks just like your former lover? Hahahaha."

"Hahaha, the princess is right."

Song Zhen was not embarrassed and continued what he said.

Shen Nuoer snorted:

"You men are always using these tricks. It's really boring."

He drank another cup himself, and then said:

"Tomorrow, I will go to the prince's house to diagnose his pulse. Your Majesty, please return early. Goodbye."

He put down his wine glass and walked out without waiting for Song Zhen to drink it.

The moment they passed each other, Song Zhen smelled a familiar scent.

This is the unique herbal scent of Noer.

Song Zhen didn't look back, he just drank the wine in his hand, and then poured himself another glass from the wine jug that Shen Nuoer had just poured for him.

When I drank it, I almost spit it out.

This is actually water? No wonder Nuoer didn't even blink when she drank it just now.

"Oh, it's you, Nuoer."

This time, he said he would never let go no matter what.

*

The next morning, Shen Nuoer arrived at Dingbei Palace early, but as soon as she entered the door, she saw a woman sitting on the main seat in the main hall.

He had not seen this woman yesterday, and she did not look like someone from the palace.

He went back last night and asked someone to check. The King of Dingbei was twenty-four years old and had no concubines or maids in his mansion, let alone a princess.

But who is this person?

When the man saw Shen Nuoer come in, he didn't stand up, but just said:

"Are you the doctor who came to treat Brother Zhen? You came early, but I don't know what kind of medical skills you have. Are you a quack?"

Shen Nuoer frowned. Doesn’t this person know his own identity?

But wasn’t this made clear at yesterday’s banquet?

Or did this person not go to the banquet yesterday?

"Who are you?" Shen Nuoer asked.

Huang Li, who was sitting in the seat of honor, sneered with a look of disdain on her face.

"I am the legitimate daughter of Minister Huang. You should be polite when you see me."

Not many people knew that Song Zhen was poisoned. What the royal family had always said to the public was that Song Zhen was injured on the battlefield.

Therefore, she seemed to be waiting for this ignorant doctor to salute her, and sat upright at the top of the table.

Shen Nuoer looked at her even more strangely.

"Then go back to your Minister's Residence. This is the Dingbei Prince's Residence."

"You, you uneducated fellow, I don't think you have any medical skills."

Huang Li finished speaking and shouted outside:

"Someone is coming."

"What happened to Miss Huang?"

The deputy steward of the palace came over and bowed to her respectfully.

Shen Nuo'er hasn't seen this kind of trick for a long time. In the Miao Kingdom, almost everyone dotes on him, even when his soul had not returned to its place before, when he was still a playboy.

No one dared to talk to him like that, and no one dared to neglect him.

Shen Nuoer narrowed her eyes slightly and picked up the teacup on the table, but all she saw was a cup of water without any tea leaves.

He put the teacup back on the coffee table with a thump and looked at the two people expressionlessly.

"I don't know where this quack doctor came from. Why don't you kick him out?"

"This, this is the doctor who treated the prince."

Although the deputy butler seemed a little embarrassed, he seemed to be unaware of Shen Nuoer's identity, and there was no respect in his eyes.

"Humph, it's obvious that he's not a medical expert, and he's so rude. How could such a person possibly cure the prince? Why don't you kick him out?"

After Huang Li finished speaking, the deputy steward waved his hand and several servants immediately rushed over.

"Sir, you'd better go out. This is the palace, not a place you can come to."

The deputy housekeeper looked at Shen Nuoer, and the next moment, there was a loud bang, and Shen Nuoer threw the cup in her hand to the ground.

Seeing their eyes full of murderous intent, he just curled his lips and smiled:

"This is the Dingbei Palace, right?"

"You don't even need to tell me that. Hurry up..."

Before she could even say the word "get out", Huang Li felt pain all over her body and fell to the ground, curling up.

"Ah! What is this...?"

She spoke out with difficulty, and the people behind her did the same.

Even the deputy steward and the servants who had just entered the room were rolling on the ground in pain.

"Ah! Save me..."

The deputy steward was in so much pain that he could only utter these few words. The sound was not loud, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth after clenching his teeth.

Huang Li was in so much pain that she was sweating all over and her teeth were chattering, but she couldn't faint. She could only endure it, and her palms were even broken by her own fingernails.

But the pain was not even half as severe as the one in my body. Tears flowed from my eyes, my whole body was shaking, and I couldn’t utter a word.

"Oh, it would have been nice if it had been so quiet just now. I wasted a few of my little bugs."