Chapter 190: Lord General, fortune telling (41-42)

Before Yan Heng could speak any more, she hurriedly jumped out of his embrace, bent down awkwardly, and picked up the heavy longbow again.

With a serious face on the floor, he stared at him, "You, you can't go back!"

"...Let's go to the archery field now, shall we?"

Yan Heng laughed helplessly.

He paused, glanced at the bow in her hand, but frowned.

Thoughtfully squeezed his chin, "However, General Wang's bow...should not be suitable for you."

...

Border Daying Archery Field.

Xiang Xing grabbed his little cheek and looked at the small, thin, inconspicuous vine bow in his hand with disgust.

Can't help but gazed dejectedly at the man who chose the archery target not far away.

This bow, compared to Wang Hai's, is indeed much lighter.

——But it’s too imposing, right?

Such a small broken bow, let alone the enemy, can't kill even rabbits...

"Looking at your expression, you seem to dislike this carefully chosen bow."

I don't know when, Yan Heng has already walked back from the court.

Seeing her tangled look, she sneered and smiled, "Xing'er, your thoughts, but this bow will be very offensive."

"...Why?"

Xiang Xing didn't quite understand, he couldn't help tilting his head, blinking soft eyes, and looking at him.

However, he saw the man curl his pale lips, smiled, and took the bow and arrow from her hand.

Afterwards, he turned around in a cool and neat manner, and directed his bow towards the target placed in the court to shoot an arrow.

"--laugh!"

The arrow is unbiased and centered on the red heart.

"The general's archery is really the best in the world!"

The little soldiers on the sidelines couldn't help applauding wildly in admiration.

"Look, this bow is in your heart, isn't it valuable again?"

Yan Heng smiled and looked back at the already dumb little guy, with a smug look in his eyes.

"Then, then I will use this bow!"

As he expected, Xiang Xing really jumped over expectantly with a look of excitement, snatched the vine bow from his hand, and hugged him tightly.

Only the duck hiding in the crested cane in a place where he couldn't see it took a silent sip.

Lie to the kids!

Relying on his own martial arts, he did not pick up weapons, and deceived the children properly!

But...Oh, it's good for the little ancestor to be happy.

Lest she keep thinking about that nightmare.

Soon, under the guidance of Yan Heng, Xiang Xing slowly learned how to draw bows and arrows.

It's just that the strength of this host body is really bad. With such a small vine bow, she took a lot of effort to pull it away and staggeredly aimed at the bullseye opposite.

Arrow after arrow shot.

Fortunately, she still has the martial arts experience and experience she has accumulated over the years, including those she has accumulated in reality.

It didn't take long for her to go from missing the target to hitting the target, and in the end every arrow almost hit the bullseye.

Even Yan Heng on the side had an amazing light in his eyes.

The talent of his little guy is higher than he thought.

...

Just learned this for several days.

Gradually, Yan Heng suddenly realized that every time Xiang Xing took a bow, he seemed to look at him silently, and then stopped talking.

He thought for a while, and just leaned in suddenly when she looked at him again.

"Xing'er, do you have something to tell me?"

He asked with a smile, with his arms wrapped around her body, and calmly collected the bow and arrow in that hand, and put it aside.

Without retracting his arm, he directly embraced the little guy, bowed his head, and kissed the tightly pressed pink lips.

"..."

Xiang Xing was stunned for a moment.

Finally, he mustered up the courage, stared at the man with his soft eyes widened seriously.

Ruannuo said, "I want to learn something better."

"...You have only laid the foundation for a few days now, do you want to learn more?"

Yan Heng raised his delicate eyes, his lips filled with a smile of laughter, "I used to learn how to shoot arrows based on optics for a whole year."

Although a year later, he has already beaten invincible all over the camp.

On the battlefield of the same year, relying on this archery technique, he took away one of the eyes of the enemy general.

"..."

Hearing this, the little guy was speechless, he couldn't help biting his pink lips and drooping his head.

Who made her start to have that terrible dream recently?

The more frequent this dream, the more she felt that this day might be coming soon.

After thinking about it, Xiang Xing once again plucked up his courage.

In the still serious eyes, there is a little more solemn color, "I, I just said it straight...I want to learn your trick!"

"what?"

The man was stunned.

His trick?

He didn't know what trick he had.

But listening to the little guy's milky voice, he continued softly: "I heard Scout Li say that you shot off the enemy's arrow with an arrow in the paddock of the Spring Search Conference that day..."

As she said, she sucked her little nose suddenly, and gave her silver teeth a bite, "This is what I want to learn."

After learning, she can at least block an arrow for him...

"..."

After hearing the little guy's words, Yan Heng's eyes finally constricted, staring at her silently.

After a while, the gentle smile was also taken back, changing into a serious look.

"Xing'er, tell me the truth,"

The man sighed heavily, his hands lightly resting on Xiang Xing's slender shoulders.

Fingertips were slightly squeezed, and his voice was dumb, "What do you want to do when you learn archery?"

If you are just hunting, you don't need to hit an arrow with an arrow at all.

unless……

"...Hey, the little girl wants to learn this kind of archery, isn't it to protect you, brat! Hahaha..."

Before Xiang Xing could figure out how to respond, there was a burst of old but extremely hearty laughter behind the two.

The two had a meal at the same time, and they couldn't help looking back.

I saw a white-haired old man dressed in light brown coarse cloth clothes, looking very simple, but with a little noble breath, walking over with his hands behind his back.

There were also a few Ling Xiangxing behind him, no, they were very familiar faces in the memory of the original lady's sister.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help rubbing her eyes softly and looking intently.

Only then did I find out——

The "Guardian" behind the old man turned out to be the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard in Luo Yunguo's imperial palace thousands of miles away!

... but who is the grandfather!

At least, in the memory of the original lady, the palace, or even the imperial city, had never seen this face.

"Grandfather..."

Yan Heng, who was beside him, stared in surprise and muttered.

After a while, he suddenly lost a laugh and bowed his hand to the old man.

The tone was extremely cordial, "Grandfather, why did you suddenly come to Northern Xinjiang?"

"Hi, do you think my old man wants to come?"

The old man pretentiously shook his head and chuckled helplessly, and slammed his jaw toward the two deputy commanders of the Imperial Guard behind him, "Hey, it was not sent by several masters."

Master of the Guards...

Hearing this, Yan Heng and Xiang Xing couldn't help but look at each other.

emperor?