Chapter 20 What should I do, brother?
"We have the bow, but my sister has never learned archery before. Can she shoot arrows?" Ling Zhuoan asked.
Ling Qingyan naturally knew how to shoot arrows, and she was actually quite good at it.
But the original owner never learned it, and...
"No, so I want to ask General Ji to teach me. He has won so many battles, so his archery skills must be very good."
If the prince did not keep him, she would go to Ji Yanxing to improve his favorability.
No matter what, she will gain favorability.
She is so smart.
Ling Zhuo'an frowned, "Ji Yanxing?"
"Yeah, what do you think, brother?"
"He's not suitable to teach you." Ling Zhuo'an said indifferently, "He doesn't know how to teach others."
"Ah?" Ling Qingyan seemed to find it a little funny. "He doesn't know how to teach people how to train soldiers?"
Besides, what general doesn’t know how to teach people archery?
"Ji Yanxing is very fierce in training soldiers. He's not suitable to teach you. You'd easily be scared to tears by him." Ling Zhuo'an continued, "Besides, I'm your brother after all. If you want to learn archery, you should think of me first."
Ling Zhuoan looked at her deeply, his tone unquestionable.
It seemed like she should have looked for him first if anything happened, and mentioning anyone else was a mistake.
Ling Zhuoan took her to the target.
He is an extremely patient and careful teacher. Ling Zhuoan explains in great detail how to hold the bow and how to nock the arrow.
Ling Qingyan was a little excited.
Well, this kind of plot about teaching people archery is very ambiguous and exciting, whether it is in the novels she reads or the idol dramas she plays!
Haven't you eaten pork but seen pigs run? There's not much difference between mother-in-law writing and normal writing. They are all warm-hearted people. She is the best at plots that accelerate the heartbeat and warm up the emotions.
Ling Zhuoan explained it to her in detail and demonstrated it to her.
Then, let her try it on her own.
Let her, herself, try it?
She couldn't do that. He had the pure intention of teaching people archery, but she didn't.
She deliberately shot a few arrows astray.
"Oh, brother, I haven't learned it yet." Ling Qingyan was a little pretentious.
"What should I do, brother?"
Ling Zhuoan just looked at her quietly, his eyes dark.
"Brother Prince, why don't you take me with you to practice archery so I can get a feel for it." Ling Qingyan was like a younger sister who was eager to learn. Her eyes were clear, and she seemed a little anxious because she couldn't learn.
But beneath that clarity, there was a hint of cunning.
There was an emotion in Ling Zhuo'an's eyes that Ling Qingyan couldn't understand, which made her feel a little uneasy.
I guess I'm using too much force.
Too anxious?
Just when she was about to say forget it, Ling Zhuoan agreed.
"good."
Ling Zhuoan smiled faintly and walked behind her very naturally. He was very tall and completely enveloped her in front of him.
There was such a strong sense of oppression that Ling Qingyan felt as if she had accidentally entered his territory.
Too close.
Ling Qingyan felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously wanted to move away a little, but he held her waist and stopped her.
"Don't move."
Ling Qingyan's body stiffened, but she didn't move her hand away from her waist immediately.
She even felt him pinch her hard.
"Brother?" Ling Qingyan turned her head, like a fawn that had just left the forest, innocent and lively, and looked at Ling Zhuoan in surprise.
Ling Zhuoan didn't answer, but just moved his hand over hers, leading her hand to pull the bow to its full length.
"concentrate."
Ling Qingyan turned her head back stiffly.
“Whoosh—”
Ling Zhuoan took her hand and the sword hit the bull's eye.
"Wow! Brother is so awesome!" Ling Qingyan said excitedly.
This time the acting is a bit fake.
hypocritical.
Ling Zhuoan saw that Ling Qingyan had deliberately missed the target with the previous few arrows.
She probably knows archery.
However, although Ling Zhuo'an knew what was going on in his mind, he remained expressionless and tried to be a good brother to the emperor after being praised by his sister.
"Really? Qingyan can also hit the bull's eye if he studies hard."
"Come on, brother will teach you."
Ling Zhuoan was still holding Ling Qingyan's hand and teaching her archery at close range, with no intention of leaving.
It was impossible for Ling Qingyan to show that he could hit the bull's eye after just two lessons.
Whenever she missed the target once, Ling Zhuoan would follow her and lead her in shooting an arrow.
Never get tired of it, over and over again.
After practicing for two hours, he still didn't look tired at all.
"Brother Prince, I'm tired. Let's stop here today." Ling Qingyan really couldn't bear it anymore.
The prince patted his head gently, "Okay."
Ling Qingyan rubbed her eyes.
Why did she see the prince's expression look a little... reluctant?
But that expression was fleeting, or perhaps she was mistaken.
All in all, Ling Qingyan gained a lot today.
Not only did he get a bow, but the prince's favorability has risen to 15%!
After Ling Qingyan left, Ling Zhuoan immediately soaked himself in the cold pool.
*
Ling Qingyan happily returned to her Yaohua Palace.
Pei Wuyou leaned against the pillar and suddenly said, "Sister, you are so happy today."
His eyes fell on the bow that Ling Qingyan brought back. It was indeed a good bow.
But it doesn't take that long.
"My royal brother gave me that bow, so I'm happy."
Ling Qingyan looked at the sweet soup on the table that looked good.
"This soup looks good. Is it a new product developed by the kitchen?" There were also a few flower petals embellishing it, which made Ling Qingyan very hungry.
Just as she was about to take it, she saw the sweet soup in front of her suddenly taken away by a bony hand.
"I learned to make this specially for my sister. I tried it many times, thinking that she would be back soon. Unexpectedly, she didn't show up until the soup was cold. I waited for her for a long time." Pei Wuyou looked a little disappointed.
"But it doesn't matter. As long as you're happy today, Sister will be back sooner or later anyway, and Sister will be able to drink the sweet soup sooner or later. This bowl is cold, I can just make you a new one."
How can I not feel lost?
Ling Qingyan remembered that she was very excited when she just learned to cook her first dish and wanted to let her parents try it, but they were very busy at that time and did not come back all night. Although Ling Qingyan said that everything was fine, she was still very sad in her heart.
Pei Wuyou regards himself as the only relative in Ling State.
Treat yourself as an important person.
Sensitive, inferior, and cautious.
Ling Qingyan walked silently in front of Pei Wuyou.
She hugged him gently, just like hugging her childhood self.
"Thank you, Pei Wuyou, you are a very important person to me. I am very happy that you are willing to learn these for me."
Perhaps the girl's hug was too sudden, and Pei Wuyou didn't have time to recover.
When he reacted and wanted to hug her back, the girl's soft body had already left him.
She took his sweet soup.
Drink it all in one gulp.
Then she smiled with her eyebrows curved and the corners of her lips raised in a smile, so bright that even the most gorgeous flowers blooming in spring could not compare to her: "Pei Wuyou, your cooking skills are really good. It tastes so good even when it's cold. How come you are so good?"
She seemed to always be praising him, and was always willing to generously shine her warm light on him.
Pei Wuyou, you are not wrong.
Pei Wuyou, you are so beautiful.
Pei Wuyou, you have to be happy.
Pei Wuyou, how come you are so powerful?
Pei Wuyou felt as if something in his heart was loosening. The seed called love seemed to have received too much warmth and was ready to break out of the ground at any time.
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