He turned to Qian Yeming again and let go of the hand that was holding Cheng Manxuan.
As long as he aimed at the bull's eye, he didn't need to look again. What he needed to guard against was the sudden attack of this hateful dead dog in Qian Yeming's arms.
But this time, the dead dog in Qian Yeming's arms stayed obediently in his master's arms without moving, and looked at him with a look that said "You judge a gentleman by your own mean heart".
"ah--"
As everyone in the stands screamed in unison, Yelu Jingcun's heart skipped a beat and a bad premonition came to his mind.
I turned my head and looked at the target, but there was nothing there!
Yelu Jingcun's face changed, and he looked around. He saw a wild duck not far from the target, struggling on the ground with its injured leg. The cause of the leg injury was the arrow he had just shot.
Yelu Jingcun's face suddenly turned green.
"Damn it! How come there's a duck in this arena?"
Yelu Jingcun yelled hysterically at the judges, revealing his extreme depression at the moment.
Lost? He actually lost?!
The judges looked at each other in confusion. They also wanted to know why the wild duck rushed directly towards the arrow at this moment so recklessly?
"Well...Prince Yelu, our arena is open-air. Not only will there be ducks and birds flying by, but your clothes will also get wet if it rains." A judge explained very kindly.
“Ga ga ga—”
Before Yelu Jingcun could lose his temper again, the aggrieved duck beside him flapped its wings hard and made sad cries, which made Yelu Jingcun so angry that he almost rushed up and kicked it to death!
This unlucky duck made him suffer as well! What the hell is going on?
Just when Yelu Jingcun was struggling with whether to rush forward and stomp the damn duck to death, the referee's voice rang out -
"In the archery competition, Crown Prince Qianye of Nanyue defeated Crown Prince Yelu of Xiliang by one ring. This competition is the victory of Nanyue!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, Emperor Dezheng's laughter was heard.
"Da Yanshi, what should I say? Hahahaha... Anyway, thank you very much! Thank you Xiliang for giving in!"
He was originally jealous and dissatisfied with the people of Xiliang. Now, this arrogant Prince Yelu brought his big tiger to compete with his "unskilled" Prince of Nanyue. As a result, the Prince of Nanyue defeated the opponent by holding a puppy. This funny and satisfying way made him feel very good.
But looking at Mo Yunfang, the expression on her face was beyond description by the word "ink drop".
Yesterday, I told the Crown Prince not to challenge Qian Yeming to a duel, as it would be unfair to win. But not only did he challenge, but he also lost miserably. Now he's become a laughing stock throughout the entire Kyushu Continent. How can she, who values her reputation, accept this?
Seeing the prince looking at Qian Yeming, who had already taken his seat, with a depressed look on his face, as if he wanted to say something, Mo Yunfang shouted angrily, "Go back to your seat!"
Yelu Jingcun's face flushed crimson, but he was ultimately intimidated by Mo Yunfang's majesty and could only gloomily walk back to his seat. Unexpectedly, the voice of Emperor Dezheng rang out from behind.
"Prince Yelu, we have only had a few competitions. I believe our two countries will have another chance to compete.
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