After another competition, the only ones who made it to the end were still Song Qingxue, Xiahou Chun and Meng He.

However, this time, everyone's inner strength was sealed, and they had to rely on real skills. Those who were eliminated lost with a sincere acceptance of defeat.

The three of them didn't say any more nonsense and each drew their bows and shot arrows.

After seeing Meng He's true strength, Song Qingxue no longer felt as stressed.

But Xiahou Jun is indeed a threat.

As expected of the male lead, he is really annoying no matter where he is!

Song Qingxue's first arrow performed poorly and she got third place, but Meng He stared at her and laughed for a long time.

"ill."

Song Qingxue muttered softly, rolled her eyes and went to get the second arrow.

She pulled the bow towards the target and secretly adjusted her mindset.

I've already lost one arrow, I can't make any more mistakes.

She can't lose to either of these two!

The second arrow and the third arrow were shot in one go and hit the bull's eye.

Of course, she's not the only one who hits the bull's eye.

Xiahou Chun and Meng He were able to win all the way to the end, which shows their real abilities.

All three of them hit the bull's eye. Now it all depends on who shoots the arrow that is closest to the point in the middle.

While waiting for the results, Song Qingxue clasped her hands tightly, and her palms couldn't stop sweating.

She could only win this game if her two arrows scored higher than the other two.

Xiahou Chun and Meng He seemed much more relaxed than her. Perhaps they were really confident, and they even had the leisure to come over and talk to her.

"Miss Song, there's no need to be so nervous. It's quite remarkable for a woman like you to get third place." These words were said by Meng He.

After he finished speaking, Xiahou Chun echoed, "Yes, Qingxue, you really surprised me."

Song Qingxue glanced at the two of them speechlessly and didn't want to respond.

Who are these two people?

It's already a great achievement for a woman to get third place. Who is she looking down on?

And what does "You really surprised me" mean? That's too cheesy!

Who asked you to be surprised? Do you deserve it?

Pu Xinnan?

It’s really depressing!

"You guys are talking too early. What do you mean I'm a woman and it's already amazing to get third place? Oh, if I really lose to you, I won't be able to see anyone in my life!"

Although she didn't want to pay attention, she was really annoyed by the way they looked down on her.

"Miss Song is so arrogant, so different from the women I usually meet." Although he found her very interesting, Meng He was still a little angry at being publicly insulted by her.

Song Qingxue was not deaf, so of course she heard the sarcasm hidden behind his compliments, but she was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The results of the competition finally came out. Song Qingxue felt very satisfied when she heard the referee read out the results.

Song Qingxue touched the crown belonging to the leader on her head and raised her chin towards Meng He and Xiahou Chun.

The expressions of both of them were not good. They must have felt embarrassed for the big words they just said. At this time, Song Qingxue was standing in front of them showing off his power. They just had gloomy faces and could not say anything.

But Song Qingxue didn't want to let it go. She lowered her head and smiled, then raised her head again, deliberately cleared her throat, and said, "Second and third place, what's wrong? You can't laugh now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiahou Chun suddenly took two steps forward and then put on his usual smile.

"Miss Song is a first-rate archer. She deserves the title." He then cupped his hands to her and said generously, "I congratulate Miss Song on winning the title. Miss Song is indeed a descendant of a military family. I accept this defeat with full conviction."

He really deserves to be the male protagonist. Although she hates him, in terms of vision, few people can beat him.

Song Qingxue smiled and clasped her fists, saying, "I also congratulate His Majesty for winning second place."

After saying that, Song Qingxue left the scene and ran happily to Song Qingfeng's side.

"Brother, look, I said I can win it back for you!"

"My little sister is amazing!"

Song Qingfeng gave her a thumbs up sincerely.

"Of course not!"

Song Qingxue smiled with her eyes curved.

Fortunately, she won, otherwise she wouldn’t know how to keep the promise she made before.

"Congratulations, young lady, on winning the first prize. You really opened my eyes this time." She was happy in her heart when she heard Xiahou Chongyuan's voice in her ears.

Song Qingxue gave him a big smile in return, "I already told you that the champion of this archery competition must be me!"

Xiahou Chongyuan had a faint smile on his lips and nodded in response to her words, his eyes full of doting.

When she had enough fun, Xiahou Chongyuan spoke again: "You have been competing all day. You have worked hard. Go back and have a rest first."

"Hey..." Song Qingxue stopped smiling and looked at him seriously, "Prince, I want to go back to the General's Mansion. I haven't seen my father in the past few days. I miss him so much."

After a pause, she looked at Song Qingfeng again, "Brother, didn't you tell Daddy that I participated in the archery? Why didn't he come these days?"

"Yes." Song Qingfeng said, "He wanted to come too, but maybe it was because of the severe cold snap these days, and his old illness came back, so it was inconvenient for him to come."

"What!"

"As you know, my father was injured a lot in the battlefield in his early years, and his bones were always broken."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Song Qingxue glared at him reproachfully.

"It's all an old problem. It will be better when the weather gets warmer in a few days."

Song Qingfeng seemed to be used to it.

For the descendants of generals, the sequelae left over from the battlefield are perfectly normal.

Moreover, in their hearts, they were lucky to be able to leave these sequelae.

After all, the battlefield is full of swords and smoke, and no one knows when they will die.

For most people, being able to live to the age where sequelae occur is a luxury.

General Song can be considered as one of the longest-lived generals.

It is a particularly happy thing for both him and Song Qingfeng that he can live to this age.

Compared to death, the pain from this old injury is nothing.

"No, that won't work, brother. Have you forgotten what I do?" Song Qingxue could understand their thoughts, but she wanted them to be free from the pain and be healthy.

"Then, you go back and show it to your father?"

"Of course!" Song Qingxue responded, then turned back to Xiahou Chongyuan and said, "Your Highness, I have to go back today to see my father's old injury, so I won't be returning to Zhaohua Palace."

"Well, I'll go with you."

"?" Song Qingxue felt very puzzled.

"What are you going to do?"

"General Song has fought for the people of Dongyue for half his life, risking his life. Now that his old injury has recurred, it is natural for me to go and comfort him."

After saying that, he quickly instructed Liu Yue behind him to prepare the visiting gift.

Liu Yue moved very quickly. In just half an hour, he had prepared a large pile of things.

Song Qingxue touched her head and then lowered her eyes to look at Xiahou Chongyuan.

"Your Majesty, you are so thoughtful."

Xiahou Chongyuan said: "General Song has made countless contributions in his life, but this alone is far from enough."

What's more, his original intention was to gain favor with General Song, so naturally he had to be thoughtful in every aspect.