His Royal Highness Duan Wang peeked at me in the study again

Chapter 117 I'm Yan Xiaowan

"hiss--"

The hooves of the horses on the archery range of the Imperial College were itchy, and after two calls, the students in riding uniforms holding bows took the reins to calm them down.

Chen Zhenzhen stared at the group of people in the distance and turned her head to Su Fufu and said, "Look at that Tian Xuan's vigor, it seems that they are sure to win this round."

"A proud soldier will be defeated."

As Su Fufu said, she turned around and glanced at the students who rode horses and followed Zhao Yuge to continue sharpening their guns. Some young masters failed to hit the target. She immediately frowned and said, "But the boys in our class are really weak in riding and shooting." A little bit."

Chen Zhenzhen glanced at Qian Ye who was peeling the oranges for Zhao Cenyi, and nodded, "Yes, not only weak, but also busy with other things."

As she spoke, she kicked Qian Ye's stool and said, "I've never seen you treat us so carefully. Do you like Cen Yi?"

Qian Ye stuffed the peeled fruit to Zhao Cenyi, turned his head and said with a smile, "I'll peel it for the two young masters."

Chen Zhenzhen suddenly leaned into Su Fufu's ear again, "But why did you suddenly consummate the house?"

Su Fufu's cheeks flushed suddenly, puffed up her cheeks, and said, "Then why are you staring at Mr. Xu so hard?"

Chen Zhenzhen understood immediately, hearing the sound of drums on the field, everyone looked over there.

The flying horse galloped on the field, the sound of flying arrows "咻——咻" could be heard endlessly, and there was a sudden roar in Su Fufu's ears. Countless conversations filled his mind for a while, and the scenes were quickly turned over, over and over again.

"Su Fufu...Su Fufu?"

After some time, she heard a shout. Chen Zhenzhen looked at the beads of sweat on her forehead suspiciously, and said again: "Do you have a stomachache again? With the sweat on your forehead, you don't look good. Otherwise, don't It's time to play."

Su Fufu pulled the corners of her lips and shook her head awkwardly, then stood up with the others, took the bow and arrow and got on the horse.

"Murban has a red number of 45 in total, and our class had a red number of [-] at most before."

Several people's horses slowly followed the forward team, listening to the classmates in the class talking, but Su Fufu stared at Zhao Yuge who was walking with his back beside the field, and slowly raised his bow and arrow.

Zhao Yuge, who was thinking about her in his heart, suddenly turned around, looking at the arrow in her hand that was pointing at him.

Chen Zhenzhen jokingly said: "It won't be rare so soon, do you want to kill it and change it?"

Only then did Su Fufu's eyes turn, and he lowered the cold look on his face and dropped his hands.

Each had three arrows, and Su Fufu hit the red heart without any suspense. She left the field and watched everything in front of her with a cold eye until the final result came out. The competition will be held in half a month.

After leaving the gate of the Hongru Pavilion, the sky was still extremely bright.

She watched Chen Zhenzhen and the others get into the carriage one by one, then she turned her eyes to Chen Zhi who was waiting beside the carriage.

Along the way, Zhao Yuge in the carriage was also extremely silent. He knew what happened...but he still touched her hand and held it in his palm.

There was no conversation between the two, including dinner.

Seeing how big the gap between them was between morning and night, Ash and Tanshui couldn't figure it out.

After dinner, Zhao Yuge dragged her back to the room.

A few hours ago, a bottomless horizontal ditch had been split between you and me on the bed.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhao Yuge turned around and wanted to hug her within a few steps.

She pulled back and looked at him coldly.

Zhao Yuge hung his outstretched hand in the air, looked at her pitifully and bitterly and said, "Xiao Wan, I was wrong."

Yes, caught off guard, Yan Xiaowan, who had killed his relatives and friends, came back.

She sneered, looked at him with tears and said: "You are not wrong, but I was wrong. I was young and ignorant, reckless and ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth, and finally harmed the people around me."

Zhao Yuge looked at her who was about to collapse, and shook his head with tears dripping down his face, "Xiaowan..." He called her, still wanting to hug her, but she couldn't bear it any longer, and said sharply, "Don't touch her." I."

Zhao Yuge couldn't take it anymore, he just felt that if he didn't hug her again, he would be unable to hold on anymore, so he begged, "Just let me hug her, just for a while."

Yan Xiaowan immediately went crazy, and shouted: "Get out, get out..." She raised her hand and knocked down all the tea utensils on the table one after another while screaming to drive him away.

Ash and Tanshui heard something was wrong, opened the door of their respective rooms, went out and ran outside.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

"Your Highness, what's the matter? Can you go in and have a look?"

There was no response from inside.

After a while, Zhao Yuge said in a deep voice, "It's okay."

The two had no choice but to frown, and went back to the house.

The candles in the dormitory burned higher and higher, Zhao Yuge stepped on the broken porcelain pieces on the floor, came up to Yan Xiaowan who was twitching, hugged her lightly, and cried along with her: "I know you want to kill me To avenge your relatives, but you can't do it. I have thought about it for a long time, and I will pay you my life. But, can you let me live until I ascend the throne, and wait for me to finish the important thing?"

Yan Xiaowan was in tears.

She passed away shortly after her little mother Hong Lanyan gave birth to her. She only had her father, brother, and Yu'an.

But he... the person she had known since she was a child, the first person she liked... ordered people to shoot arrows and kill them.

She was in a trance, swallowing her tears and said: "Okay, then I will take your life."

"Miss... I'll go in and add some charcoal for you."

There was a sudden sound from Ash outside the door, Zhao Yuge relaxed and was about to answer when he was knocked out by Yan Xiaowan's palm.

She wiped away her tears, went out to look at Ash, tried her best to show a bright smile and said, "Good Ash, tell my mother and sister-in-law how much I thank them for their love. I'm leaving..."

Ash looked at her messy red eyes, and before she could ask a question, she had already disappeared into the night.

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Three days later, the Qiushan Cemetery outside Jinzhou City.

The little beggars who came here often saw Yan Xiaowan who had been nesting here for a whole day without eating or drinking, and took the initiative to take the tribute he had stolen to her side.

They touched her feet lightly with their worn-out cloth boots, and said, "Hey, eat some!"

Yan Xiaowan slowly raised her head, slowly looked at the three seven or eight-year-old boys in front of her, waved her hands weakly and then lowered her head.

The three looked at each other, and a man of the same age as Yan Xiaowan came behind him.

He swayed and sat next to Yan Xiaowan, and said in a casual tone: "Just say it now, the gardenia is fragrant when the plums are ripe. If you think about it, don't embarrass yourself too much." Leaning politely on the grave of Yan Xiaowan's mother Hong Lanyan, Yan Xiaowan saw it at the end of her eyes, stood up and said: "Get up, why are you relying on my mother's grave?"

The man's long Danfeng eyes stared at Yan Xiaowan who showed her face in a daze.

Turning his eyes, the corners of his lips turned up, and he said frivolously: "Yo, it's actually a girl's family. I thought he was a young man!" As he spoke, his tone became a little more drifting: "You don't look bad, what's your name? How old are you? The accent is from Luojing."

Yan Xiaowan frowned, looked at the man in front of him who was dressed in tattered clothes and disheveled but couldn't hide his noble aura, she turned her eyes and didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)