The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

A month later, Chu Bainiu directed the servants to load the luggage onto the carriage. Wei Shubai, wearing armor, rode on a tall horse. "Mom, please get on the carriage. I'll watch over you here."

Chu Bainiao nodded, held the maid's hand and got into the carriage.

The carriage traveled for several hours before arriving at the hunting ground.

The servants had already set up the camp. When they saw Wei Shubai riding a big horse, they hurried forward to lead the way to the general's mansion.

As soon as Chu Bainiao got off the car, he saw his senior brother standing aside, with curved eyebrows and two small dimples on his cheeks.

"Auntie!" Wen Huai called warmly, "I knew you were coming, so I've been waiting here since early morning. My mother is here too. Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"

Chu Bainiao wanted to avoid him, but since Madam Wen was here, it would be wrong not to say hello, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

Wen Huai's smile deepened, and the dimples on his face became more obvious. His big, black eyes looked at her intently and affectionately.

Chu Bai Niao felt her ears getting hot. She didn't dare to look into those burning eyes. She clenched her fingers slightly under her skirt and said, "I'll be there for dinner."

"I'll go in first."

He walked quickly into the tent as if escaping.

Wei Shubai scratched his head and turned around to look for his sweetheart.

Wen Huai tilted his head to look at the tent in front of him, lowered his eyes, and the expression on his face was unfathomable.

In the evening, several people sat together to finish their meal. The General's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion had been friends for ten years, and they were all familiar with each other. Duke Wen said directly: "Shu Bai is participating in a hunting expedition for the first time. I need to talk to you about the rules and regulations."

Wei Shubai stood up and bowed, "Please give me some advice, Uncle Wen."

Duke Wen nodded, asked Wei Shubai to sit back, and then spoke: "The hunting in this dynasty is not like the previous dynasty where the terrain is flat and there are no ferocious beasts. This time we will camp in front of the mountains. The mountains in front of the camp are the hunting grounds this time."

"The Lord believes that simple hunting cannot select true warriors, so there are ferocious beasts in these mountains."

"There is basically no danger in the front mountain, but many people get injured or even die in the back mountain every year. You can't hunt good prey in the front mountain, but you can save your life. You can hunt good prey in the back mountain and show off in front of His Majesty, but it's life-threatening. You need to weigh the pros and cons yourself."

Chu Bainiu secretly made a seal with the hand hidden in his sleeve, and scanned all the people in the tent one by one. After seeing that everyone's face looked normal, he released his fingers.

"After entering the mountains, you must not only be on guard against ferocious animals, but also pay attention to the terrain, the traps on the ground, and the people. You must be more careful about everything..."

Duke Wen explained some points of attention one by one in an orderly manner.

Wei Shubai stood up and saluted again, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Wen."

Duke Wen smiled and said, "Thank you very much, it's just that this is your first time participating in a hunt, so be careful."

Wei Shubai left the tent and made an excuse to go on a date with Miss Wang, and asked Wen Huai to send his mother back.

It was quite lively outside the tent, with torches and lanterns lighting up the camp brightly. This was the resting place for the ministers' wives, with laughter and fragrance all around.

Wen Huai was about to talk to his aunt when he was stopped halfway.

"Mr. Wen, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Hearing the noise, Chu Bainiao turned slightly and saw a girl with a girlish bun and a round and cute face happily stopping her senior brother.

Wen Huai seemed to be stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took a step back and looked at Chu Bai Niao. After seeing Chu Bai Niao's half-delicate face exposed when she tilted her head, he quickly refused: "Although I don't know you, I have something to do now, please give way."

The sweet-looking and chubby-faced young lady opened her lips in shock, but Wen Huai didn't want to care about her. His aunt was right next to him, so he didn't want her to misunderstand.

"Aunt, keep going. I'll take you back to the tent."

"Wait! Wen Huai! Do you really not know me? I told you..." The lady hadn't finished her words when she was frightened by the cold look in Wen Huai's eyes when he turned back and she shut her mouth.

Chu Bainiao hesitated and said, "If you have something to do..."

"I'm fine, aunt." Wen Huai lowered his voice, bent down slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on his aunt's thin jaw.

It's pointed and thin, I wonder what it would feel like when I pinch it between my fingers.

Chu Bai Niao couldn't help but turn sideways and silently quickened his pace, "If you have nothing else, go back early."

Wen Huai was tall and had long legs, and he followed her slowly.

The sticky eyes seemed to cling to her like a substance, penetrating every corner of her body, making her extremely uncomfortable.

But more of it is confusion.

Walking to the front of the tent, Chu Bainiao turned and looked at Wen Huai, who was standing beside the torch.

Half of his face was pale in the light of the torch.

Half of the face was hidden in the shadow cast by the bridge of the nose.

"Aunt," Wen Huai called, his eyes flickering in the firelight, "Do you have any prey you want tomorrow? Xiao Huai will hunt it for you."

Chu Bai Niao's expression remained unchanged. "Nothing is wanted. Xiao Huai, be careful when hunting tomorrow."

Wen Huai's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness. His aunt was wearing green clothes today. The layers of clothes covered her graceful body, making the exposed skin look snow-white. She had a slender neck and thin white wrists, and seemed very delicate and fragile.

But only Wen Huai and a few others knew how much power was hidden in that seemingly fragile body.

Wen Huai lowered his eyelids, his curled eyelashes casting a shadow in the firelight, "Aunt, but Xiao Huai wants to give you something, aunt..."

There seemed to be water in his eyes when he raised them again, and the handsome and delicate young man showed a pitiful and pleading look.

Reason told Chu Bai Niao that it was not possible! It was not possible! It was not possible!

He was definitely faking it.

Chu Bai Niao: "Then let's hunt a rabbit and give it to the kitchen to make spicy rabbit cubes."

Wen Huai's dull eyes brightened instantly, and a smile rose on the corners of his rosy lips, "Okay! Then Xiao Huai will bring a rabbit back to Auntie tomorrow!"

Chu Bai Niao clicked her fingers under her skirt in anger. She tilted her head and took a breath. "Okay, you should go back and rest early. You still have to hunt tomorrow, right?"

Wen Huai looked at his aunt's back, the smile on his lips still there. He had tried so many ways to get close to her, but it turned out that his aunt didn't fall for this?

He tilted his head, and his smile seemed clean and innocent.

Opening his folding fan with a snap, Wen Huai returned to his tent in a very good mood.

Before the hunt begins, ministers and their wives have to sit down in order of their official rank, and wait for the entire process and the emperor's instructions before the hunt can officially begin.

Chu Bainiao quickly glanced at the old man sitting in the highest position, and then quietly looked at each prince in turn.

After the process was completed, everyone moved to the entrance of the camp and watched a group of young men wearing armor and mounting their horses.

Wei Shubai rode on a tall horse, leaned over and said to Chu Bainiao: "Mom, don't worry, I know where to go and where not to go."

Chu Bainiao curled her lips and smiled, and caught a glimpse of her senior brother riding a white horse on the other side.

He seemed to be staring at her.

Chu Bainiao looked away stiffly.

Wen Huai's knuckles turned white as he gripped the reins. His expression remained unchanged, but the warmth in his eyes had dropped a lot.

It's like this again...and it's like this again.

Aunt...why don’t you always look at Xiao Huai?

Xiao Huai hasn't done anything yet...