Chapter 492

Qian Jin's face was black, and he was about to drip ink. He glared at the sharp arrow that fell on the ground and shot empty again

"This daughter is smart. She knows how to shoot more than one arrow. Unfortunately, her archery is not very good. She can only shoot one apple with one arrow. She has to shoot three arrows to finish three apples." Mu Liufeng's casual evaluation, you ya leisurely taste a mouthful of wine.

Murong Xue glanced at Qian Jin, and saw that she was wearing a peach red long skirt with beautiful Narcissus embroidered on her skirt. As the breeze gently fluttered, her small face became more and more beautiful: "this golden eyebrow It looks familiar. "

"She is Lu wanwan, the niece of Princess Jing's family!" Mu Liufeng said lightly.

Murong Xue nodded to understand, no wonder she felt familiar with

"Whoosh!" Lu wanwan shot another arrow and hit the last apple, but she frowned and didn't show any joy on her face. She put the bow and arrow into the tray.

The dull sound made the servant girl beside her startled. She immediately regained her consciousness and comforted with a smile: "the bow and arrow are the big bows in the army. They are heavy and heavy, and they can't pull them apart. They just miss Biao. Three arrows hit three apples. Miss Biao's archery is the best among all famous families..."

Lu wanwan's face softened slightly, and said haughtily, "have all the gold guests shot arrows?"

The little servant girl nodded: "almost all of them have shot..."

Lu wanwan looked around and pointed out: "she hasn't shot an arrow yet?"

The servant girl followed her direction and looked at Murong Xue. She was just an orphan girl whose parents had died. It's not worth mentioning... "

"Even if she is an orphan girl, she is also the eldest lady of the Marquis's mansion. When she comes to the banquet of Prince Jing's mansion, no one else shoots arrows. She looks at the truth." Lu wanwan bent a strange smile and raised his eyebrow at Murong Xue and said, "Murong girl, the gold has shot arrows, so you are not needed. Come and shoot an arrow!"

Lu wanwan's voice was not big or small, just enough to be heard by all the people in the garden. In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Murong Xue.

The old princess Jing and the lady stopped talking. They looked up at Murong Xue's bright face, and a deep anger appeared at the bottom of her eyes: knowing that she hated her, she even dared to come to the Jingwang mansion to attend the birthday banquet. It was shameless and shameless. She taught her a profound lesson in the evening, but she didn't do anything wrong

Looking at the provocative smile of landing night, Murong Xue wrinkled her willow eyebrows and said, "if I am not good at archery, I will not make a fool of myself!"

"Miss Murong is joking. Your father was a famous general of Qingyan at that time. She has excellent martial arts and archery skills. How could miss Murong not be proficient in archery?" Lu wanwan said with a smile, a look of you joking.

"My father passed away when I was four years old. No matter how skillful he was in archery, he couldn't teach me..." Murong Xue strayed to land late at night, his eyes and eyebrows were cold.

Lu wanwan didn't think so. He said with a smile: "the tiger father has no dog girl. The archery skill of Yue Hou Ye is so excellent. As his daughter, Murong's archery is not bad. Why be modest..."

"It is said that Lord Lu is the Minister of the Ministry of punishment. She is as good as a God. How much did Miss Lu learn?" Murong Xue raised eyebrows and looked at her, and asked questions without politeness.

Lu wanwan's beautiful little face was momentarily gloomy and said coldly, "Murong Xue, you don't want to ramble about. What we're talking about now is archery. It's a good shot. If it's bad, no one will laugh at you. Why do you push around so much?"

People looked at murongxue one after another. She raised her eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "the shooting Apple set up by Prince Jing's mansion is not voluntary entertainment, but forcing others to shoot."

Lu wanwan's face was suddenly black and was about to drip ink. He said fiercely, "Murong Xue, don't be so bloody. When did Prince Jing force others to shoot arrows?"

"Are you forcing me to shoot Murong snow is not polite to return to her a, the bottom of the eye is flashing the light mockery that does not conceal.

Lu wanwan looked gloomy: "I didn't force you to shoot an arrow. I just advised you to shoot an arrow..."

"Yes, even my late father moved out in order to persuade me to shoot arrows. Miss Lu's persuasion is really different..." Murong Xueman said without heart, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of light mockery.

Lu wanwan was filled with anger: "Murong Xue..."

"There's no need to talk about persuasion. Since Miss Lu wants to see me archery so much, I'll do as Miss Lu wishes!" Murong Xue interrupted her words with a wave of her hand. Her toes were light, and her slender body suddenly came to the little maid. She grabbed the bow and arrow in front of her and tied the bow and string it.

Just listening to the three sounds of "brush brush brush", three sharp arrows flew out at the same time, and hit the three apples heavily. The apples were pierced back and forth. There were long arrows on the apples, which swayed back and forth in the air, just like a flag of victory

In front of the garden, there was an instant stillness!

People stare at the three feather arrows on the three apples, but they can't get back to God for a long time: the three arrows are the unique skill of Murong Yue to become famous. They thought that they would disappear with Murong Yue's death. Unexpectedly, ten years later, his daughter Murong Xue learned"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!" Clear applause suddenly rang out. It was old prince Jing who strode over and looked at the three feather arrows on the apple, and his eyes flashed with deep appreciation: "I never thought that xue'er would shoot three arrows in a row. It's really gratifying."

Ye Yichen walked behind the old prince Jing, his sharp pupil calm, as if he had known for a long time.

Murong Xue politely smiles: "the old prince Jing praises me wrongly!"

All of a sudden, the guests in the garden looked back at Murong Xue and repeatedly praised: "xue'er's archery is really excellent..."

"Very much like brother Murong..."

"The tiger father has no dog..."

After a lot of discussion, the old princess Jing's face was black and was about to drip ink: she was just a cheap species of humble life, and worthy of their praise

Lu wanwan is even biting with silver teeth. She forces Murong Xue to shoot arrows in order to see Murong Xue make a fool of herself. But how can Murong Xue be so famous

Xie Chengxiang and Cheng Guogong also came and looked at Murong Xue with a complicated look at the bottom of his eyes.

Premier Xie pondered for a moment and took the lead in opening his mouth: "Xueer, would you like to be princess Jing?"

In front of the bustling garden, people looked at each other and looked at each other. They were not talking about archery? Why did you suddenly go around Princess Jing again?

Murong snow is also full of fog, puzzled looking at Xie Prime Minister: "prime minister why so asked?"

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