After rebirth, the regent refused to divorce

Chapter 38

Shen Qingyi looked at Yuan Wanning, the admiration in his heart was like a surging river.

Yuan Wanning has surpassed men in both literature and martial arts, but she is not like an ordinary daughter. She is proud to be close to men, but she has never hidden her beauty in the slightest.

In her own body, she is telling those girls who yearn for men's clothing to achieve great careers that a woman is a woman, and it is only natural for a daughter to surpass a man, not a man as an example!

She wants to be beautiful, and she wants to be public!

All the men present are her defeated opponents!

Only such a girl is the example of women in the world!
She couldn't help saying: "Everyone praises Mulan for joining the army instead of her father, but I say that Mulan's military achievements are worthy of this woman's earning. There is no need for filial piety. Mulan is a general, which is a matter of course!"

Everyone in the world praises Mulan's filial piety, but there are very few people who praise Mulan's military talents.

How reasonable is this?

Yuan Wanning nodded with a smile.

All the men over there were dissatisfied with Yuan Wanning, and they were all prepared to overwhelm Yuan Wanning.

While everyone was fighting in secret, the boy guarding the hunting ground came to report that all the birds and animals had been released into the forest.

Zhao Xian nodded, then turned to talk to the boy.

Shen Qingyi stroked the longbow in his hand, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at a person, but he was looking at the same person.

The Prince Linjiang's heir, who was said by everyone to be golden and jade but insignificant, was halfway sideways, smiling at her rarely.

The young man has a pair of long eyebrows flying obliquely into his temples, his eyes look like stars falling at night, his nose looks like a dangerous peak, his thin lips are piercing, and the broken hair on his forehead and ears is casually flaunted in mid-air. The attitude is handsome and not like a guest on earth.

Shen Qingyi subconsciously clenched the longbow in her hand.

As if in this way, he could restrain his beating heart.

However, before she realized why Chu Zhengyue was looking at her, she suddenly felt a chill behind her.

She shivered instinctively.

Yuan Wanning noticed her strangeness, she couldn't help frowning, and turned to ask: "Ayao, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Qingyi forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just wondered where the assassin went."

Yuan Wanning had no doubts, but continued to glance at the men around her, thoughtful.

Shen Qingyi was not as calm as she appeared.

Just now, she clearly noticed that there was a very spiteful look staring at her...

That assassin, I'm afraid he is among the group of people in front of him at this moment!
But who will it be?

Is it Meng Yi, is it Zhao Xian, is it Liu Muzhi, or is it Dingxi Hou Shizi?

Or someone she hadn't noticed?
She swept over countless people, and finally held the reins tightly.

No matter who it is, she will definitely live a beautiful life and bring out that assassin!

Following the reverberation of the whip whipping to the ground, everyone stretched their bows and stepped on their horses, rushing in all directions.

Dear ladies, who have always been gags in Beijing, have turned into riders on the prairie at this moment, horseshoes are trampling, bowstrings of various colors are pulling up layers of strong wind, sharp arrows are piercing the air, sharp arrows Submerged into the prey, leaving behind screams of despair...

This is a cruel and bloody contest.

Shen Qingyi rode the horse and galloped indifferently.

Not far behind her, Zhao Xian was following.

Zhao Xian looked at her with an affectionate and gentle gaze that he had never had in his previous life. Looking at his smiling face, he knew that he was clearly dreaming of being a couple.

Shen Qingyi stretched his bow and set an arrow.

In her mind, all kinds of past lives were skipped.

She lived in a deep boudoir since she was a child, and has never practiced martial arts. Only equestrian skills can barely be called passable.

It's a pity that since she entered the deep palace, even this only skill she used to comfort herself has become a luxury.

Later, the envoys from Xiliao came to offer treasures, and deliberately brought archery masters who could penetrate Yang with the intention of humiliating Emperor Yongchang.

In order to save Zhao Xian's face, Shen Qingyi secretly practiced archery in the palace every day, and she did not give up even if she poked her finger to the point of bleeding.

That day, she forcibly raised the blood-stained bowstring, closed one eye, pulled the bowstring with all her might, and aiming the arrow point tremblingly at the target——

But it was empty again.

She glanced at the feathered arrows scattered all over the ground in embarrassment, and sighed.

Today is still the same as the previous few days, I don't know how many times I have hit empty targets.

She drew the bow again, but a hand passed over her shoulder and took her hand into the palm of her own.

She was startled, and instinctively wanted to break free, but instead, she was hugged into his arms, and the warm breath passed by her ears, causing bursts of numbness.

The man's voice was close to his ears, extremely low.

"If you want to hit the bull's-eye, you should have eyes like eagles, shoulders like mountains, arms like scimitars, and legs like big frames.

"This way...you can hit the target."

It is common for the powerful regent king to enter and leave the palace. Even if she is a queen, even if he comes to her palace in the middle of the night, it is like entering the gate of a house.

"Chu Zhengyue, you are presumptuous!"

Empress Qian Yi from the previous life asked in a low voice, but her voice trembled unexpectedly.

The man behind him gave a chuckle, but instead clamped his elbows, he simply hugged Shen Qingyi into his arms.

His lips brushed against Shen Qingyi's earballs, and he said softly: "Let me, my minister, come and teach your mother..."

His voice was as gentle as water, but the movements of his hands were not sloppy at all. The feathered arrow came off the bow, and the arrow pierced through the air, hitting the bright red bull's-eye.

The strength is so great that half of the arrow body has not entered the target of the target.

From that day on, he used the excuse of teaching archery to visit her palace every night, and every time he held her in his arms, touched her fingers and palms, and rubbed her ears together...

It's ambiguous, but it stops there, and refuses to get any closer.

He treats her like a paper kite in mid-air, always indifferent, which makes her very upset.

I don't know when it started, but Shen Qingyi realized that she was vaguely looking forward to Chu Zhengyue's arrival.

He is a courtier, she is Zhao Xian's queen, even if he is the regent, even if she knows his admiration for her, there is an invisible gap between the two of them, which cannot be crossed step.

But her heart couldn't help it.

It was under such confusion and fascination that she learned the superb archery technique.

Half a month later, the archery masters from Xiliao came to shoot arrows in public to challenge the officials, but they saw that the empress on the phoenix chair did not even lift her eyelids, and split the feather arrows shot by the masters of Xiliao with a seemingly random arrow. into two halves.

The Xiliao envoy couldn't help sweating secretly, thinking that this woman in Yongchang has such superb archery skills, but I don't know what skills other people must have!
In this way, the Xiliao envoys did not dare to make mistakes, and after offering the treasure, they left in despair.

Shen Qingyi couldn't forget the way Chu Zheng looked at her at that time.

There was obvious banter in the smile.

He raised his glass to himself from afar, and said silently: Congratulations, empress.

She has always claimed to be extremely intelligent, but then she suddenly realized that he might be the only one in the world who could compete with her.

But at this moment, she came back to her senses.

As far as the eye could see, a white fox appeared.

The point of her arrow pointed directly at the gate of the white fox's life, her eyes were cold.

After a while, she suddenly turned around.

The sharp arrow aimed at Zhao Xian's heart!

(End of this chapter)