Yan Cheng ignored Ai's words and was still angry. He squeezed the reins as if he was holding an enemy: "If I hadn't reacted quickly just now, my brother would have been hurt."
"I don't care whether he did it on purpose or not, in my mind he did it on purpose anyway."
In fact, Yan Cheng felt that Prince Han did not do it on purpose and shot the prince so blatantly. He thought that Prince Han did not have the guts to do that.
"Who told him to shoot the arrow at my brother... Tsk!"
Yan Cheng paused halfway through his words, then pulled the reins to make the horse turn.
At the same time, he said to the Seventh Prince: "The annoying people are coming, brother, let's go!"
His evasive attitude made the Seventh Prince curious about the person he hated. He turned around and took a look, with the same expressionless look as Yan Cheng.
It's him, that's really annoying.
When the Prince of Chu came over, the two brothers had already run away. He sighed with regret, "Why are they leaving so quickly? I wanted to ask the Eighth Prince for some riding and archery skills."
But I was laughing in my heart.
He actually didn't want to interact with Yan Cheng, who seemed to know many of his secrets. He just thought it was interesting that the two brothers were avoiding him.
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"What did you say? Prince Han is dead?"
Yan Cheng didn't expect that the next news he would hear about the Prince of Han would be this.
His hand froze as he poured the tea, and he looked up in surprise at Jian Ying, who he had left in the camp, as if asking, "Did I hear it right?"
He and the Seventh Prince circled the periphery several times, and the small animals they killed were enough for the two of them and the guards around them to have a meal.
They felt a bit bored walking around, and since most of the prey outside had been hunted, it was difficult to find prey. So the two of them discussed and decided to return to the camp.
The Seventh Prince felt that his clothes had a smell, so he went back to his tent to change. Yan Cheng thought that he would not go hunting again today, so he also wanted to change his clothes.
I didn't expect to hear such explosive news just after I sat down and had no time to drink a sip of tea.
Someone who was fine just a short while ago is dead the next day.
"What the hell is going on?" Yan Cheng looked strange, even doubting himself, "Could he have been frightened to death by my arrow?"
The Prince of Han is too fragile.
Yan Cheng shot the arrow at the face of Prince Han to warn him.
He was sure that he had not killed the man with the arrow, at most he had just caused some bleeding.
How come the person died the next moment?
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