Jiang Ming explained the rules of the game.

"Khan, she just pushed me!" Changsun Yuenu said indignantly.

"She didn't push you, she just pushed you down. I didn't see her push you with her hands. You can go back up..."

Upon hearing Jiang Ming's words, Changsun Yuenu, unwilling to accept it, stepped onto the stool again to climb up.

But Dugu Yan remained calm and composed, not moving an inch.

With Changsun Yuenu's strength, she couldn't move Dugu Yan at all, and Dugu Yan gave her a disdainful sneer.

"You! You! Move over a bit, give me some space!" Changsun Yuenu shouted.

"Oh......"

Dugu Yan sneered disdainfully: "Isn't there room here? You can step on it. My feet aren't taking up the whole seat."

Changsun Yuenu tried several more times, but it still didn't work. Even when she stepped on it, she was still unsteady on her feet... She became increasingly impatient and angry.

At this moment, Jiang Ming secretly gave Dugu Yan a look, and his hand subconsciously hinted at a hug.

Dugu Yan understood, and just as Changsun Yuenu stepped on him again, she opened her arms and hugged her.

Now, both of them were standing on the stools.

"Let me go, you're so annoying!"

In a fit of anger, Changsun Yuenu twisted her body in disgust... After a moment of stunned silence, she realized what was happening and immediately raised her arms to hug Dugu Yan.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Ming laughed loudly: "The outcome is already decided. It was Consort Dugu who came up with the idea first! The two of you can only stand on this little stool if you hug each other!"

Changsun Yuennu's face contorted with rage, and she twisted her body, defiantly saying, "I knew it all along! It's just that she wasn't cooperating!"

"You can't say that..."

Jiang Ming laughed and said, "I didn't see Consort Dugu being uncooperative, nor did I see you opening your arms to hug her?"

"But, but..."

"Alright!"

Jiang Ming hugged Changsun Yuenu, kissed her cheek, and said, "Baby, it's okay to lose. I'll keep you company again tomorrow night..."

Changsun Yuenu turned away in anger, stomped her foot, and looked displeased.

"I just want to make one thing clear to you two: a single tree cannot make a forest; only by embracing each other can we remain invincible!"

Jiang Ming said seriously, "What I hate most here is jealousy and rivalry. The more you two defend and cherish each other, the more I love that person..."

Changsun Yuenu bit her lip in grievance, then rolled her eyes and said, "Fine, then you can stay with Sister Dugu tonight, but... you must stay with me tomorrow night!"

"hehe......"

Jiang Ming laughed and said, "You don't need to worry about that. Since I said it, I will never go back on my word..."

Changsun Yuenu sniffled, biting her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Okay!"

Jiang Ming comforted her, "You stay with the princess tonight, and I'll stay with you tomorrow. Be good, listen to me!"

Seeing that things had come to this, Changsun Yuenu had no choice but to accept the reality. With a dejected look on her face, she was sent by Jiang Ming to the back of the camp to keep Murong Xue company.

Meanwhile, Dugu Yan, inside the front tent, gave Jiang Ming a complex expression that was neither a smile nor a frown.

They returned to the Tuoba tribe's camp with Dugu Yan. When the Tuoba people saw that the Grand Consort had really brought Jiang Ming back, they cheered and jumped for joy, as if they had won a battle!

The two strolled towards the main tent. Just as Jiang Ming was thinking about how to thoroughly conquer Dugu Yan that night and completely subdue her body and soul, Dugu Yan coldly said, "Khan...you were a bit lucky to win today!"

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Ming asked, frowning.

"Oh......"

Dugu Yan gave a cold laugh: "If... then Tuoba Hao really wants to compete with you in archery, what will the Khan do?"

Her words left Jiang Ming somewhat annoyed!

I thought to myself, this Dugu Yan is really something else...

I just took good care of her, and now she's arguing with me again!

Some people really don't know what's good for them!

"You've got it all figured out, that my archery skills aren't as good as Tuoba Hao's, is that it?" Jiang Ming sneered.

Dugu Yan did not directly respond to Jiang Ming's words, but said, "Tuoba Hao is a genius in archery. It is indeed a bit unreasonable to expect the Khan to be superior to us Xianbei people in every aspect, but... since you are going to be my husband, at the very least... you shouldn't be too weak in archery, right?"

"oh?"

Jiang Ming smiled faintly: "Does Madam mean to challenge me to a duel?"

Dugu Yan said, "A competition... it's not really a contest, I just want to see how good my man's archery skills are."

Having said that, she raised her hand and ordered the servants, "Bring me my precious bow!"

Several maids went down and immediately brought over Dugu Yan's special bow.

Jiang Ming glanced at it and, putting aside how luxurious the bow's decorations were, just considering its draw weight, it must have been at least 4 shi (a unit of weight), truly deserving the title of "hard bow".

In the ancient states, bows with a stroke of 3 shi or more were called hard bows, and generally only generals who had received professional training could draw them.

And this Dugu Yan... can actually draw a bow with a draw weight of more than 4 stones, so calling her a 'female hero' is truly fitting.

Jiang Ming was also somewhat incredulous...

This Dugu Yan, who looks to weigh only about 120 pounds, how could she pull such a heavy bow?

This doesn't conform to common physiological sense!

Could it be that she's all muscle under her clothes? I'll definitely have to give her a thorough check-up tonight after she takes her clothes off.

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