She went to the East Palace to be a eunuch, and the prince became her subordinate.

Chapter 28 A living target? !
When Ye Xuwan woke up again, she felt a splitting headache. Compared with the previous fever, her head was not only heavy, but also hurt.

But she could still hear An Ranran's endless complaints in her ears, which made her frown.

After finally forcing herself to open her eyes, what came into view was Lin Fengming's cold eyes, which contained concern: "Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Ye Xuwan shook her head subconsciously, and then forced herself to sit up.

Seeing her getting up, Mo Yunzheng glanced at her lightly and said, "You should rest today. If you feel uncomfortable, just go to the imperial doctor and tell her that it was Gu's arrangement."

"...Yes, thank you Your Highness."

Even if he had some conscience, he could still find a doctor for her, a little eunuch.

Just as Ye Xuwan was muttering secretly in her heart, she saw Mo Yunzheng saying coldly:

"Apologize."

Ye Xuwan didn't react for a moment, but when she saw Mo Yunzheng's cold and piercing eyes looking in the direction of An Ranran, she felt even more horrified.

He actually asked a princess to apologize to her, a little eunuch?

An Ranran, who was still dissatisfied on the side, widened her eyes.

Although Mo Yunzheng made the decision for her, Ye Xuwan was more afraid that An Ranran, the domineering princess, would trouble her again in the future, so she was about to politely refuse.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yunzheng glared back at Ye Xuwan's words.

Compared to offending An Ranran, Mo Yunzheng is the one who can afford to offend the most!
"Can't you hear what Gu said?"

Mo Yunzheng's tone became a little colder.

An Ranran finally did not dare to argue anymore, gritted her teeth and said: "I accidentally tripped you. It was my princess' unintentional mistake. I apologize to you."

"Whether it was an unintentional mistake on your part, do you need someone to clarify?" Mo Yunzheng sneered coldly.

An Ranran looked embarrassed, and her pretty little face turned the color of pig liver.

After a long while, he let out a weak sound: "I'm sorry."

"When you go back, remember what I told you." Mo Yunzheng's expression softened a little and he warned.

An Ranran couldn't stand the humiliation anymore, so she turned around and ran away crying.

Ye Xuwan asked cautiously: "Your Highness, for today's matter... the master apologized to the slave. I'm afraid the princess will hold grudge against the slave in the future."

"Without this apology, wouldn't she be treating you well?" Mo Yunzheng glanced sideways.

Ye Xuwan was choked by these words.

Mo Yunzheng said calmly: "She has been really unruly recently, so we should take advantage of this time to discipline her properly so as not to cause any big trouble in the future."

Hearing this, Ye Xuwan was speechless for a while.

After resting for a few days, Ye Xuwan's health gradually improved, and she resumed serving at Mo Yunzheng's side.

On the riding range after the rain, the fresh air is mixed with a bit of earthy smell.

Because it rained all night, even though it was pouring, it also soaked the dirt floor of the racecourse.

As soon as I stepped on it, the shoes were filled with clay.

Those young ladies and gentlemen who did not want to get their clothes dirty used the excuse that the land at the racecourse was soft and not suitable for playing polo, and shifted their activities to archery.

Mo Yunzheng didn't care about this.

The guards brought the bows and arrows specially brought by the young masters of each family.

As the prince, Mo Yunzheng used a tiger-head bow and arrow carved from gold.

Just by holding the bow and arrow, Ye Xuwan was already extremely heavy, let alone using it to hit the target.

"I come first."

Mo Yunzheng has been stealing the limelight these days, and Mo Qingsong is obviously a little anxious today.

At the beginning, he took the initiative to ask for the first competition.

Should he say it or not, when Mo Qingsong got serious, he still had a bit of the eldest prince's demeanor.

From drawing the bow to firing the arrow, the movements are neat and done in one go.Maybe it was the slight deviation caused by the breeze, but in the end, two of the three bows and arrows hit the red dot on the handle.

But even so, there was always a burst of praise from around him.

"His Highness is indeed very skilled. The wind is not strong today. His Highness can still grasp the angle so accurately. It is really amazing..."

Ye Xuwan stood aside holding a bow and arrow, with a moment of disdain in her eyes.

It's not that she disdains Mo Qingsong's archery skills, but she disdains these people's praise.

But this is not surprising, after all, who doesn't want to cling to a powerful person.

And flattery is the cheapest way to cling to the powerful.

After hearing these words, Mo Qingsong's gloomy mood suddenly improved a lot.

Even the look he looked at Mo Yunzheng was provocative, "Fourth brother, do you want to give it a try?"

When Ye Xuwan was about to step forward and hand over the bow and arrow, Mo Yunzheng said calmly: "No need, thank you for your kindness, brother. Let's have a test first."

Hearing this, Mo Qingsong's eyes flashed with pride.

Maybe he also thought that Mo Yunzheng didn't dare to compete with him, so he refused.

"Your Highness, why don't you take the opportunity to compete with the eldest prince? The way he looked at you just now was a bit... provocative."

Listening to Ye Xuwan's inquiry, Mo Yunzheng calmly picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and said slowly: "I don't have much practice in the solitary arrow technique, so I don't plan to get involved in these things with them."

After hearing what Mo Yunzheng said, Ye Xuwan didn't ask any more questions.

He just stood aside with his bow and arrow in his arms, watching other young masters step forward to compete.

I don't know whether it was because of the influence of the wind, or because he was really lacking in strength, or because he was trying to please Mo Qingsong.

In short, the archery skills of these young masters are at most as good as Mo Qingsong's, with two out of three arrows.

Most people just got hit by an arrow.

After just a few rounds of competition, both the people competing and the ladies watching the competition were getting a little tired.

One of the young men was bored and threw the arrow casually with his hand. The arrow passed by and almost hit the boy beside him.

When the boy saw this, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

The young master seemed to have discovered some new continent, and a touch of excitement gradually appeared in his eyes.

Then he clapped his hands and stood up, saying excitedly: "Everyone, it's pointless for us to compete here. Anyway, we're shooting at targets. I think it's better to replace the targets with servants and let each of them lift the target." Holding an apple, let’s shoot that apple.”

"One person has three arrows, and see who can hit the apple more times."

Upon hearing this suggestion, all the servants present knelt down.

When Ye Xuwan heard this, anger burst out of her heart.

Is this a way anyone can come up with?

Could it be that in their eyes, the lives of these servants are so worthless! ?

"What are you proposing! They are all living people! If you miss an arrow, wouldn't it kill them!"

Lin Fengming, who was originally sitting in the stands, couldn't sit still after hearing this suggestion and stepped forward to argue.

The young master scoffed at Lin Fengming's words as if he had heard some big joke.

But because he was concerned about Lin Fengming's identity, he had to lower his temper and said: "What are you saying, Miss Lin? Everyone is just trying to have fun. They get money every month, and what they do is just to please us. Now." We just asked them to stand there with an object, what we shot was an apple, not a human being, so what could be wrong with it.”

"What kind of argument are you talking about!" Lin Fengming's pretty face looked gloomy.

During the confrontation between the two sides, the atmosphere at the scene fell into silence for a while.

Until Mo Qingsong threw away the arrow he was playing with and looked at the servant kneeling on the ground with a bit of contempt.

"Why should Miss Lin be so serious? None of us are violent people. We are just having fun. Don't ruin everyone's fun."

(End of this chapter)