The night is like thick ink in a painting, with stars like dots, scattered all over it, bringing out a bit of poetry in the sound of the wind.

The handsome man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes looks up at his young boy intently. Just looking at the picture, it is a beautiful scene.

He Yan was silent.

Xiao Jue spoke, his voice faint, "Your name is He Yan?"

He Yan was shocked and blurted out, "I am already so famous?"

In the barracks, she thought she was not good enough to alarm the governor. How come even Xiao Jue knew her now?

Xiao Jue sneered, "He's always running with a heavy load, and he can't draw his bow or crossbow." He looked down at He Yan's head and said casually, "He's still so short. I can't think of anyone else in the barracks."

He Yan: “…”

Still so... short...

For a moment, she seemed to be back in the day when she first met Xiao Jue in Xianchang Pavilion, when Xiao Jue described her with four words: stupid and short.

Unexpectedly, after changing into another body, Xiao Jue still gave her the same evaluation when he saw her? He was really the same as always, so arrogant, so unkind. Looking at him this way, he was less cold and indifferent as a young man, just like the boy who was so outstanding that he was almost mean in his impression.

He Yan naturally felt wronged. To be honest, her height could not be called "short" among women. It was just that in the military camp full of strong men, she looked as weak as a chicken. But it was not her fault. When she was He Yan, she was a little taller than now. Besides, He Rufei replaced her later, so others would not think that General Feihong was a short man. But now, she couldn't put pads in her shoes to make herself look taller.

As she was thinking, Xiao Jue suddenly took another step closer, so the distance between them was a little too close.

He Yan was stunned.

His eyes were beautiful, clear and gentle. When he looked down at her, she felt as if she was looking at her lover. His skin was also very white, even whiter than Miss He's, which made his features even more picturesque. His long black hair was tied up and hung on his shoulders, which looked cool, with a faint scent of moon lin, which made people want to touch it.

He Yan thought that the fairy riding a deer would be so ashamed to see this man that she would turn around and leave. No wonder so many girls in the capital dream of this noble man. They will never get tired of looking at this face.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked in a neutral tone.

"I'm thinking about what to eat so that I can look as pretty as you." He Yan replied.

His movements froze, and he stopped moving closer. As if he had verified something, he looked away and said, "Boring!"

He didn't curse at her? He Yan was surprised. She thought Xiao Jue was going to use the military order to scare her. But then she realized that Xiao Jue hadn't revealed his identity yet. According to common sense, she shouldn't "know" who he was, so she could only treat him like a stranger who accidentally bumped into her practicing ginger.

"What's so boring about this?" He Yan blew his hair and said nonchalantly, "Everyone has a desire for beauty."

Xiao Jue paused and stared at him intently, as if he was looking at a dead person. He Yan looked back fearlessly, as if he had never seen someone so ignorant of life and death. Xiao Jue was also stunned for a moment, then he sneered, turned around and strode away, leaving He Yan alone in the martial arts arena.

He Yan discovered something.

Xiao Jue's temper was colder than before, but also better than before. In the past, when she was so angry, he could sneer at her without repeating himself, but now he just glanced at her and didn't want to say anything more. She didn't dare to provoke Xiao Jue in the past, but now this noble second son of the Xiao family no longer bothered to confront others like he did when he was a child. Doesn't that mean she can easily anger Xiao Jue to death and avenge the hurt he caused her in the past?

God is still fair, she thought, and now it is my turn to be the lucky one.

Very good.

…

After Xiao Jue left, He Yan pulled the crossbow for another half an hour. When his hands were so sore that he could no longer bear it, he went back to sleep. The next morning, he woke up a little late. Xiao Mai pushed him: "Brother He, get up."

He Yan finally opened his eyes.

People's bodies are indeed different. When she was young, no matter how late she secretly practiced swordplay at night, she could still go to her teacher's lectures the next day with full energy. Now, she just stayed up all night, not too late, and she felt tired.

Could it be that I was destined to suffer in my previous life? He Yan reflected on himself.

Reflection is reflection, but what needs to be done still needs to be done. Today, we also started by running with sandbags on our backs. After running, everyone went to the back of the martial arts field with the new recruits in the team, where we had yesterday’s archery practice, to prepare.

The crossbows had been put up long ago. The daytime was no longer as cool as the night, and the sunlight was so bright that it was blinding. Coach Liang stood next to the crossbows, and the new recruits tried the bows one by one. Compared to yesterday, the new recruits were not so excited, and their skills were much more stable. They shot less at random places, and at least they were all aiming at the target.

Hongshan also went to shoot, and his shooting was better than yesterday. Shitou still won the praise of Coach Liang. Although Xiaomai's hands were weak, he was not bad. Moreover, with Shitou, his brother, guiding him, he made obvious progress.

He Yan saw Wang Ba again.

Wang Ba walked forward slowly, and before drawing his bow, he deliberately gave He Yan a contemptuous look. He Yan smiled back at him, and this smile seemed to have angered him, so he immediately sank his face and drew his bow without thinking.

With a "whoosh" sound, the feather arrow broke through the air and went straight through the straw target. The scene was almost exactly the same as yesterday. The straw target was dragged forward and fell down.

The new recruits around him immediately applauded. People here always admire the strong.

Wang Ba put down the bow, walked up to He Yan, and said in a domineering manner: "It's your turn." He deliberately raised his voice so that everyone around could hear: "Yesterday you couldn't draw the bow, but you said in front of everyone that you can draw it today. Brother He Yan, let us see how you draw the bow today, how about it?"

For a moment, all eyes turned to He Yan.

After yesterday's bow-drawing incident, He Yan's name had almost spread throughout the barracks. Everyone knew that Coach Liang had a new recruit who couldn't even draw a bow, yet dared to speak so arrogantly. Now that they saw He Yan in person, they all looked at him, waiting to see what would happen.

"Brother He..." Xiao Mai timidly pulled the corner of her clothes.

He Yan smiled at him and walked out slowly. She faced Wang Ba's malicious smile with a frank expression and a humble tone, "It's amazing that you remember my words so clearly."

"Since you want to see it so much, I'll let you see it." She said lightly.

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The fan promotion ends today, and I really don’t have a single drop left.