The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1: You are not cute at all

The night is as cool as water, the sound of birds and birds can be heard from time to time in the dark forest, and the forest wind is full of desolate taste.

The clatter of hooves came from a distance, getting closer and closer.

"Cousin, hurry up, a big man, more squeamish than me." The voice of disgust was as crisp as the cry of a yellow warbler, and the only response to her was a muffled groan from a man.

In the cool moonlight, the silhouettes of two horses can be vaguely seen. The first one is a young girl, followed by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old man.

Although the man didn't speak, he used some strength on his legs to catch up with the girl in front of him.

Just as she was about to catch up, the girl's horse suddenly stopped, she staggered and almost fell off the horse.

The girl instinctively leaned over to look at the horse, but did not want a figure to slowly stand up while supporting the horse's legs.

Under the moonlight, the man who stood up had a dirty face and only eyes, shining like stars in the sky. He stood tremblingly in front of the horse and looked at the girl who was in shock.

"Ghost?" The girl said softly, and before the voice fell, she waved the whip...

"Aman, what are you doing?" the man who had walked in front of the girl suddenly shouted.

"Fighting ghosts." The girl called Aman glanced at the man and replied frankly.

Just before her whip could fall, the young man who was standing on the horse's leg just now thumped and fell under the horse.

The girl dismounted, walked over to the boy, and touched his hand.

"Hot, alive, ghost." She muttered in a low voice, but didn't want her hand to be tightly held by the ghost boy.

"I'm not a ghost." The young man was as angry as a gossamer, with bright eyes as clear as the moon.

"If you want me to save you, you are a ghost." Ah Man said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm still alive, not a ghost."

The boy's voice was weak, but he was righteous, and he closed his eyes when he finished speaking.

"It's not cute at all, cousin, let's go." Ah Man stood up and got on his horse.

The boy lying on the ground had a weak breath, and he didn't speak again until Ah Man rode away.

Aman rode a few steps forward, but after all, he turned over and dismounted, walked to the boy's side, and said, "I lost to you."

"Cousin, make a fire immediately, cook, let's go after we're full."

"Aman, we have to catch up with your sister quickly, otherwise..." The rest of the man's tired face was full of anxiety.

"I'm hungry." Ah Man glanced at the man who was still riding on the horse and said softly.

"This is the mass grave." My cousin said helplessly again.

"Where do I want to eat, I'm hungry."

The man finally gave in. The two built a fire and cooked at the mass grave, completely ignoring the young man lying on the ground. The young man tried his best to climb to the fire during their busy time.

"Cousin, how long does this chicken have to wait? It's starving, starving." In the firelight, the bright girl asked tenderly, her eyes staring at the oily chicken being roasted among the flames.

"It'll be fine in a while." The man answered patiently, and the words were full of indulgence, but before his words fell, the roast chicken disappeared.

When Ah Man saw the roast chicken again, the roast chicken had already reached the boy's mouth.

"You return my roast chicken, it's mine." Aman rushed forward to grab it in a hurry, but he didn't want to be in such a hurry, he threw himself on the boy.

More coincidentally, her head just fell on the boy's face, and her lips were pressed against the boy's dirty face.

The sudden tenderness made the boy freeze.

Aman was also stunned, she just wanted to eat chicken, why...