1107 The Bird that Died in the Camphor Forest

Camphor is an evergreen tree that tends to lose its leaves in spring, but now it’s winter and everything withers. In this camphor tree, the camphor leaves on the branches are green and luxuriant.

Gu Xinglang stood with his back leaning against a camphor tree, his head drooped, and he looked listless.

Jiang Zhuojun stopped in front of Gu Xinglang, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still want to kill someone?"

Gu Xinglang shook his head, plucked the center of his eyebrows, and then looked up at Jiang Zhuojun. The bloody eyes and the pattern that occupied the entire face were gone now. With picturesque eyebrows deeply locked, Gu Xinglang and Jiang Zhuojun said hoarsely, "I'm fine."

Jiang Zhuojun looked at the corner of Gu Xinglang's mouth, where the bright red blood was stained, very eye-catching.

Seeing Jiang Zhuojun staring at his mouth, Gu Xinglang hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe the corner of his mouth, then stared at the blood on the cuff in a daze.

It took Jiang Zhuojun a long time before he said, "Your own blood?"

Gu Xinglang wanted to nod, hurting himself, it's not a big deal, but in the end, Gu Sanshao still shook his head honestly.

Jiang Zhuojun quickly glanced up and down Gu Xinglang's body, but he didn't see any blood. He looked down again, and then General Xiaojiang noticed that a bird with dark brown feathers fell at Gu Xinglang's feet. The color of the bird's feathers was It was similar to dirt, so Jiang Zhuojun didn't notice it at first.

"This is?" Jiang Zhuojun looked at the bird intently, and the bird's neck was broken.

Gu Xinglang kicked the dead bird, causing the bird to turn over.

Jiang Zhuojun saw that the bird's neck was not only broken, but also had an opening. Without the cover of the bird's corpse, Jiang Zhuojun could see the dark red soil.

Gu Xinglang lowered his eyebrows, looked at the soil, and stood stiffly.

Jiang Zhuojun raised his foot, kicked the dead bird to the depths of the forest, and said to Gu Xinglang, "It's fine if you don't drink raw blood."

Gu Xinglang suddenly looked up at Jiang Zhuojun.

"There's so much blood on the ground." Jiang Zhuojun stood side by side with Gu Xinglang, and said, "If you drink its blood, how can there be so much left on the ground?"

It took Gu Xinglang a long time before he said, "I can't drink."

Jiang Zhuojun kicked some soil, covered the soil soaked in bird blood, and said: "I have eaten a dish made with duck blood, and it tastes good. If you want to eat blood, why don't you ask the mother to use duck blood instead?" The chicken blood and other dishes are ready to eat, I ordered someone to find the recipe, and if I find it, I will give it to you."

Gu Xinglang laughed at what Jiang Zhuojun said.

Jiang Zhuojun looked at Gu Xinglang seriously, and said, "Pig blood can be eaten too. When I was demoted to slavery, the guards killed dogs to eat meat. I even drank dog blood. It tasted bad, but After drinking it, I am not very hungry."

Gu Xinglang said: "You want me to eat these things?"

Jiang Zhuojun said: "Did you not eat when you were marching?"

Gu Xinglang shook his head resolutely, and said, "No."

Jiang Zhuojun looked at Gu Xinglang with a look of you teasing me. When he was marching, he even ate dishes made with horse blood. When the Fengtian people marched, there was not enough food and grass. Didn't he kill the horse and let the blood out?

Gu Xinglang said: "I've seen dishes cooked with horse blood."

Jiang Zhuojun said, "Didn't you try it?"

"I don't like to eat, so my elder brother didn't let me touch it," Gu Xinglang said, and after thinking about it, he added: "I don't like to eat horse meat either."

Jiang Zhuojun..., is it really okay for Xiangye Gu to spoil his younger brother so much? Also, being with a princess who eats everything delicious is really hard for her.

Gu Xinglang asked Jiang Zhuojun: "Are my eyes still red?"

Jiang Zhuojun looked at Gu Xinglang's black and white eyes at the moment, and said, "It's not popular anymore, why, you still don't feel comfortable looking at things?"

Gu Xinglang glanced at the arteries on the side of Jiang Zhuojun's neck. Not only did he feel uncomfortable looking at things, but he could also hear the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels.

Jiang Zhuojun touched his neck, and said to Gu Xinglang, "Forget it, if you can't bear it, don't bear it anymore, just wait here for me."

Gu Xinglang said, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Zhuojun waved his hand at Gu Xinglang, and said, "I'll go to the imperial dining room."

Gu Xinglang 囧, should go to Tai Hospital at this time, right?

Jiang Zhuojun ran to the imperial dining room, because Her Royal Highness was going to eat lunch in the palace, so the imperial cooks were very busy in the imperial dining room at the moment.

Seeing Jiang Zhuojun standing at the door of the imperial dining room, the head eunuch of the imperial dining room trotted all the way to meet Jiang Zhuojun, knelt down and saluted, "I have seen the prince."

Jiang Zhuojun said, "Be flat."

The chief eunuch stood up from the ground, followed Jiang Zhuojun's gaze, and found that Prince Jiang was looking at the large chopping board in the imperial dining room, "What do you want, my lord?" The chief eunuch asked Jiang Zhuojun cautiously.

Jiang Zhuojun looked at the chopping board and washed it clean. He paused on the chickens, ducks and geese waiting to be cut, and asked the chief eunuch, "Are there any live poultry?"

The chief eunuch said: "My lord, this, these are not enough, not enough for the princess to eat?"

Jiang Zhuojun looked at the person in front of him coldly. What kind of image does the princess look like in the eyes of these people?

The chief eunuch was stared at by Jiang Zhuojun so much that he wanted to pee, why did you, a majestic Suzaku prince, come here to get food for our princess? Don't you know that His Majesty Jing Mo is already beside the princess? ! (You are enough too -_-|||)

"Get some blood and boil it, Jiang Zhuojun will communicate with the eunuch.

The chief eunuch said: "My lord, what kind of blood do you want?"

Jiang Zhuojun asked: "Does chicken blood taste better or duck blood?"

The head eunuch said: "All, all delicious."

"Then let me have a bowl," Jiang Zhuojun said, "How long do I have to wait?"

The chief eunuch looked at Jiang Zhuojun in a daze, when did the princess like eating chicken and duck blood? (Why do you have to think this is what your princess wants to eat?!)

"Is there a problem?" Jiang Zhuojun looked at the chief eunuch and asked again, his voice a little louder.

"No problem, my lord, please wait a moment," the chief eunuch ran to the imperial dining room.

"Just put less salt," Jiang Zhuojun added after the chief eunuch: "Don't cover up the smell of blood."

The chief eunuch staggered, what kind of strange taste is this?

"It's probably not the princess who wants to eat," a royal chef murmured to his companion.

"Well," this man looked up at Prince Jiang standing at the gate, and whispered, "Maybe their Suzaku people have such strange tastes." (Enough of you...)

Gu Xinglang was sitting in the camphor forest right now. All the birds that made their home in this forest flew away. The whole forest didn't hear any birdsong or insects, and it was eerily quiet. It makes Gu Sanshao feel comfortable, he prefers this kind of silence to the bustle and bustle of the world.

A group of Ouchi guards patrolling the imperial palace passed by outside the forest. Gu Xinglang heard the sound of their hearts beating and blood flowing, and his eyes became faintly red again.

"You guys go in and have a look," the captain ordered his four subordinates outside the forest.

Four Ouchi guards led the order and filed into the camphor forest.

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