On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 526 South Mo Bei Ran
Nan Wanyan glanced at Gu Mohan suspiciously. He was already the god of war, so why did he need her to support him?
Thinking so, she still pretended to smile gently and said to him.

"My little steamed dumplings can run through the poplars at a hundred steps, let alone the prince. The prince will definitely win and be the first."

Gu Mohan stared deeply at Nan Wanyan's smiling little face, lowered his head and came closer to her. Nan Wanyan instinctively ducked and stared at him in confusion.

The man only hesitated for a moment, and then his warm lips pressed heavily on the corners of her lips. Nan Wanyan was so dumbfounded that she looked at him with wide eyes.

What is Gu Mohan doing? !

Why did he kiss her in front of so many people? !
Gu Mohan rubbed her hair very naturally, "It's not your little steamed dumplings, it's our little steamed dumplings."

As he spoke, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You must know how to throw yourself into someone's arms and learn from the wives of the tenth daughter-in-law. They are so loving. We are so far apart that it is fake at first glance."

Nan Wanyan's eyes looked towards the tenth prince and the tenth princess. As expected, they were so tired that they hugged them and refused to let go.

She suddenly became much calmer.

Looking at it this way, Gu Mohan is really detail-oriented, his actions are reasonable and well-founded, and he is a born actor. But why does she feel that something is wrong?

But Nan Wanyan didn't hesitate for long.

"I'm not as considerate as you are," she smiled at him and straightened his clothes. "Your Highness, go to the competition. I'll cheer you on."

Gu Mohan was very satisfied and finally let her go.

Nan Wanyan turned around and left, only to find that many female relatives around her were looking at her with envy.

Among them, Qin Mubai's gaze seemed particularly fiery and unwilling.

Nan Wanyan just pretended not to see it.

But she didn't know that Nan Qingqing was standing not far away, looking at her and Qin Mubai, with a meaningful sneer on her lips.

At this time, the first round of competition officially kicked off.yes
Everyone stepped forward to shoot the target one by one according to their personal wishes and order.

Gu Moling and Gu Mofeng took the lead. One was soft, one was strong, one was civilized, and the other was martial. The difference in body shape was already obvious.

"Seventh brother." Gu Mo Feng held a curved bow and gestured to Gu Mo Ling.

Gu Moling smiled heartily and harmlessly, "The emperor is not good at archery on weekdays. I hope that the third brother will not laugh at the emperor."

Gu Mofeng glanced at him and said nothing nonsense. He directly drew the string and set the arrow, half-squinted his eyes, and looked steadily towards the bull's-eye.

The next second, the silver arrow came out of the string and inserted straight into the area four fingers away from the bullseye.

Suddenly, the crowd shouted, "King Cheng's archery skills are indeed amazing!"

"Being able to serve as a general in Shence Camp for so many years, Kung Fu is certainly not a problem!"

"I just don't know what will happen to the Seventh Prince today. If he confronts Prince Cheng, I'm afraid..."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to Gu Moling.

I saw that Gu Moling was not very skilled in holding the bow. He squinted one eye and looked towards the bullseye.

With a "swish" sound, the feather arrow came off the string, but it did not shoot towards the ground as others expected, but stabbed firmly into the target.

"The seventh prince's archery skills are actually so good?"

"On par with King Cheng?!"

There was an uproar. Gu Mo Feng turned his head and looked at Gu Mo Ling who looked surprised, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that the seventh brother is very humble. This arrow is obviously very good."

An imperceptible dark color flashed across Gu Moling's eyes, and she gave Gu Mo Feng a silly smile.

"I don't know why, but maybe I'm lucky." Not far away, Nan Wanyan and Gu Mohan just looked at him, their eyes narrowed heavily.

Gu Moling was obviously pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. This man was indeed quite powerful.

Sure enough, Gu Mo Ling and Gu Mo Feng were hit by four arrows one after another. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Gu Mo Feng worked hard this time, and of course he narrowly defeated Gu Mo Ling in the end.

But Gu Moling broke everyone's stereotype. It turned out that the Seventh Prince was not bad at all. Like Gu Mohan, he was a versatile man in both civil and military affairs...

With these two brothers taking the lead, many martial artists from Tiansheng and Xiye were eager to show off their skills.

But ordinary generals are ultimately no match for Gu Moling and Gu Mofeng. So far, these two are still at the top.

Nan Wanyan was eating tea and watching from the side, observing the situation on the scene.

Then, she glanced in the direction of Gu Mohan. Gu Mohan had picked up his silver bow and stood majestically at the head of the crowd.

Opposite Gu Mohan, stood Qin Yiran who was equally high-spirited.

Suddenly, Nan Wanyan became interested, put down the things at hand, and started to watch with half-squinted eyes.

At the archery range, Qin Yiran glanced at Gu Mohan with a hint of provocation, "Your Highness, today you have to let me see the power of the God of War in the West, and let me see my Tiansheng's archery skills. Can it be better?"

Gu Mohan glanced at him indifferently, his handsome and fair face calm, "Then please invite King Pingxuan first."

Qin Yiran didn't refuse, holding the bow openly and getting into a good posture.

His whole body became serious, which was enough to show how much he respected and cared about Gu Mohan, and the bloodthirsty aura emanating from his body.

The moment the arrow left the string, it brought up a burst of cold air, and then the arrow headed straight towards the bullseye.

With a "咻" sound, he hit the red heart!Not bad at all!
In an instant, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed and looked horrified.

"You are truly worthy of being King Pingxuan, the God of War of Tiansheng. This move is so wonderful, it is really amazing!"

"Nan Mo Bei Ran, he is indeed as famous as His Highness. How amazing! I don't know how His Highness the Crown Prince will behave!"

Others were making noises, but Qin Yiran didn't care at all. His martial arts attainments were not bad. It was not difficult to shoot an arrow, but it was common to hit the target.

He looked at Gu Mohan next to him, with a smile on his lips.

"Your Highness, it's your turn."

Gu Mohan looked at the arrow Qin Yiran shot on the target, his deep dark pupils glowing with cold light.

He slowly raised his hand, holding the bow firmly with his slender fingers, staring at Qin Yiran's arrow with his narrow phoenix eyes, then he set the bow and pulled the string.

With a "swish" sound, the gleaming feather arrows cut through the air with a roar, like breaking bamboo, directly piercing Qin Yiran's arrow that was firmly planted on the target.

The long arrow was so powerful that it split the feathered arrow into two cleanly.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned, staring in stunned silence, feeling a wave of panic in their hearts.

I don't know who shouted first, "Oh my God! Your Highness the Prince's arrow actually cut off Prince Pingxuan's arrow!"

"This is so awesome! It's fast, brutal and accurate! Our God of War in the West is really very powerful!"

In an instant, the crowd exploded.

Qin Mubai looked at Gu Mohan's heroic appearance, and his favorable impression of him surged.

If such a powerful man could be her consort, everything would be perfect...

(End of this chapter)