Chapter 168 I Like Your Highness So Much
Qiao Yihuan looked at him in slight surprise, as if she couldn't believe what he had just said.
Doesn't it hurt when someone slaps you?
I'm protecting him like this, why would he say such things?
Qiao Yihuan paused, "Even if it doesn't hurt, slapping someone is a great humiliation, and it's not right. We can talk it out, why do we have to use force?"
Qiao Wanyan was getting a little impatient. "Scream, scream ...
Zi Yuan glanced in the direction diagonally opposite, took a step forward calmly and whispered something in Qiao Wanyan's ear.
Qiao Wanyan remained calm and did not respond, but her domineering and impatient expression changed instantly, as if she had been wronged and suffered a great injustice.
Her fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her half-closed eyes cast a shadow on her face, making her eyes look watery.
She held Qiao Yihuan's hand with both of her own and whispered, "You two are both idiots."
After she finished speaking, before Qiao Yihuan could react to her shameless behavior, she suddenly held her hand and stepped back, staggered and almost lost her balance, looking at her in surprise.
Qiao Yihuan frowned, unable to believe that she could actually hold his hand and act as if she knew she was wrong, while calling him a fool.
Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, and Qiao Yihuan instantly came to his senses and looked over. Sure enough, he saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince walking towards him with a gloomy face.
She turned around and glared at Qiao Wanyan, as if she wanted to stare through her.
If it were in the past, Qiao Wanyan would have cursed back, but at this moment, she suddenly trotted behind He Zhiyu and grabbed his sleeve in panic.
He Zhiyu did not shake off Qiao Wanyan's hand, which was within Qiao Wanyan's expectations.
When he is wronged, the first thing he does is to find someone he can rely on. Even if he has doubts in his heart, being relied upon by someone so trusting in front of outsiders will make any man want to protect him.
If he had not read the storybook yet, He Zhiyu would have shaken off his hand in annoyance out of consideration for Qiao Yihuan's feelings.
But now that he didn't let go, it proved that his love for Qiao Yihuan was not the only one that was unforgettable.
After all, they had not known each other for long.
How can their feelings be indestructible if they have not experienced the test of time?
"Your Highness." Qiao Yihuan called softly, hoping that he would shake off Qiao Wanyan's hand, but after waiting for a long time, she did not see the scene she wanted to see.
He Zhiyu looked at Qiao Yihuan with a slightly indifferent gaze.
He wanted to say something, but couldn't speak. He just turned his head slightly and said to Qiao Wanyan, "Aren't you going to learn archery? Have you chosen a bow?"
"Your Highness!" Qiao Yihuan's heart trembled and he called out again.
Jiang Qiyun glanced at He Zhiyu and then at Qiao Wanyan, his expression turned cold, but he said nothing.
Qiao Wanyan also glanced towards Qiao Yihuan, and seeing the anxious and somewhat helpless expression on her face, she met He Zhiyu's gaze and shook her head.
"I don't know what kind of bow is suitable for me, and the ones on the long table don't look good."
He Zhiyu raised his other hand slightly, and Jing Yuan immediately handed him a phoenix bow inlaid with jade beads.
"This bow was given to me by my grandfather. Because the bow is light and delicate, I have kept it well and never used it. You like beautiful things, and this bow is light, so it should be suitable for you."
Qiao Wanyan opened her mouth slightly, and her beautiful pupils suddenly widened. Her eyes were full of brilliant colors, so sparkling and beautiful that it was unbelievable.
She released her hands that were grabbing He Zhiyu's sleeves and took the bow, admiring it back and forth twice. An extremely happy smile appeared on her white jade cheeks, as if the clouds in the sky were inlaid on her face and spread out, making her look charming and beautiful.
He Zhiyu felt strange emotions in his heart when he saw how happy she was.
She really likes it.
Fortunately, he had such a beautiful and almost flawless bow.
"like?"
Qiao Wanyan nodded, "I like it, I like it very much!"
This time she was not deliberately flattering the prince, but the beauty of the bow in his hand touched her heart.
The bow is not made of wood, but jade. The lines are smooth and perfect, and the jade is clear, which can be seen at a glance that it is carefully carved out of the finest jade.
The bow is inlaid with jade beads and gems, which are properly arranged so as not to appear exaggerated or tacky. Instead, they shine like the finishing touch.
Qiao Wanyan was a little shocked. It was obviously a piece of jade, so why was it so light in her hand?
Although I don't understand it, I can tell at a glance that it is a rare treasure in the world.
Like it more.
"I like you so much, Your Highness."
When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned for a moment, with different thoughts in their minds.
Qiao Wanyan raised her head and looked at He Zhiyu with burning eyes, then said slowly, "I really like this bow that Your Highness lent me."
He Zhiyu was slightly stunned for a moment, then smiled to ease the awkwardness, "Glad that you like it. I'm not lending it to you, I'm giving it to you. If this bow stays in the East Palace, it can only be treasured, but if I give it to you, it can play its greatest role."
Jing Yuan silently glanced at his own prince, and recalled what he had heard from Miss Qiao and the maid at the palace gate before, with mixed feelings.
Your Highness, you are not angry at all.
He Zhiyu took Qiao Wanyan to a shooting range not far away and did not say a word to Qiao Yihuan from beginning to end.
Jiang Qiyun retracted his gaze and glanced at Qiao Yihuan beside him, "Sister Yihuan, the sun is very strong today, why don't you go back and rest first?"
If I stay here, I will only feel worse.
Qiao Yihuan turned around and left without saying a word. When he returned to the tent, he threw almost everything he could onto the ground.
"Hold the bow with your left hand, with your base of the thumb facing the center of the bow and hold it naturally." He Zhiyu picked up an arrow and handed it to her, "Put it on the bowstring and let the tail of the arrow get stuck in the bowstring."
Qiao Wanyan put an arrow on the bow and drew the bow. He Zhiyu put the back of his hand on her wrist through her clothes and raised it slightly, "Aim at the center of the bull's eye. Once you're aiming, you can shoot the arrow."
The feather arrow, within everyone's sight, fell steadily to the ground ten feet away.
Jiang Qiyun sneered, playing with a feather arrow in his hand and retracting his gaze to Qiao Wanyan's obviously unhappy face, "Are you playing house? How can you be so stupid?"
He Zhiyu glanced at him coldly and said, "It's okay. It's the same for everyone when they shoot arrows for the first time. Don't be afraid. I will definitely teach you today."
Qiao Wanyan nodded slightly, "Your Highness is still the best and most gentle."
The smile on Jiang Qiyun's lips froze, and he finally snorted and fell silent.
Qiao Wanyan shot out three more arrows, but each one was worse than the last. In the end, she became a little discouraged.
Suddenly, a cool breath came from behind. Qiao Wanyan turned her head slightly and saw a purple robe. She looked up slightly and saw He Zhiyu's handsome and noble face like a god.
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