When she was in Pingzhou back then, she had a close friendship with Wang Xiaoyan. Later, Wang Xiaoyan returned to the imperial capital with her father, and Wang Dequan married his daughter to a famous young military general. The following year, she gave birth to a daughter named Shen Min.
This Shen Min was like a boy from childhood, loving to play with swords and knives.
But Ye Hui never expected her brother would end up with her. After all, her brother was more than ten years older than the girl!
In ancient terms, it was called “blowing away a tender seedling”, and in modern terms, it was called “an old cow eating tender grass”.
“My dear, the wind is rising, take care of your health.”
Li Weichen brought over a cloak and draped it over his wife’s back.
“Where is the Emperor?” Ye Hui asked. She had seen Emperor Huangfu Ze leading a group of military officers to hunt in the western mountains early in the morning. Now, with the sun almost setting, he still hadn’t returned. He was already in his forties but still competed fiercely like a young man, which seemed inexplicable.
“The Emperor and Young Master Qin have already returned, leading a group of military officers on the mountain slope ahead. The two of them are stronger than all the military officers, riding at the forefront, and they’ve hunted quite a few good things – several snow hares and a deer. They’re now directing the imperial chefs to set up a fire for barbecue, saying they’ll personally bring a deer leg to you once it’s roasted.”
“I’ve said many times that snow hares and deer are rare species. Why don’t you know how to protect nature? If you keep hunting like this, when the forest becomes bare, when bird songs can’t be heard and animal shadows can’t be seen, I wonder how you’ll survive?”
Ye Hui frowned. In recent years, she had been advocating for the protection of rare wild species. It seemed she hadn’t done well enough, as even her own people didn’t follow the rules, let alone outsiders.
