Is my wife farming today?

Chapter 326: Competing for Prizes
As soon as Zhou Wenxi heard the voice of refusal, he immediately turned around and looked over, grinning from ear to ear with joy.

"Oh, you're here. I don't know what happened to these two people today. They have to fight. I have no choice but to do this. Otherwise, let them compete."

It’s already become such a mess, it’s no use not to compete.

Decline asked: "What kind of lottery are you thinking about?"

She had a vague hunch that whatever came out of Zhou Wenxi's mouth would definitely not be a good fortune.

Zhou Wenxi said with a smile, "I plan to let whoever wins between the two of them name your future child." As he spoke, he added in a low voice, "With their identities and status, in the future you This child is incredible. Think about it, wealth and wealth are just trivial things. Isn’t this the same as being born with a silver spoon in his mouth?”

Xie Xie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What should I say to you? Madam Furong, you are sincerely planning for me."

"Isn't that right?" Zhou Wenxi smacked his lips and took advantage of the situation to announce the winnings he just mentioned.

In Jiyue, naming is equivalent to acknowledging god relatives, also known as knotting god relatives and worshiping god relatives. It has been a long-standing folk custom.

As soon as the lottery numbers were announced, He Lanlian and Feng Qingran's expressions were extremely exciting, and for a while, there was no quarrel.

Feng Qingran looked at the refusal, but she didn't know how much energy she had gathered, and suddenly responded: "Okay, I'll take the prize! Come, get the bow from the old general Xie, I'm going to call you Rizhao today." Look, you ignorant child, what does it mean to be a woman without giving way to a man?"

Now that Feng Qingran had spoken, Xie Shen naturally would not refuse and quickly asked Jiang You to take out the bow he had carried with him for many years during the war.

The competition was purely accidental, so He Lanlian was unprepared. At the moment, he could only turn his eyes for help and declined, and then strode towards her.

"Yimei, can I borrow your bow and arrows?"

"Okay." She declined and immediately ordered someone to fetch her bow.

He Lanlian took it with both hands, and his rough palms carefully touched the fur wrapped on the bow and arrow, as if he could still feel the temperature that he refused to touch at that time.

"Yimei doesn't pull a lot on weekdays, right?" He Lanlian said.

Xie refused for a moment, then replied: "Yes, I have never liked sword dancing, and this bow was just ordered by my mother to be made for me to practice with."

Zhou Wenxi stepped forward at the right time and said, "Your Highness, why don't you change your bow?" She said in her tone that she was worried that he would lose and rely on bows and arrows.

He Lanlian: "No need, Yimei's bow is just right for use."

Zhou Wenxi nodded, "Yes, yes, it would be better if I could use her again personally." Her voice was so low that He Lanlian didn't hear it clearly, but she actually received an elbow from the refusal, " What are you talking about?"

"Oh, isn't it? Look at the way the third prince looks at you. How is it different from the male pets you used to raise in the yard? He just didn't announce that he was going to marry you in front of everyone!"

In Rizhao, men are respected. The so-called marriage is to let the men in Rizhao give up all male rights and dignity and marry Jiyue women who immigrated to Rizhao. Because the customs of the two countries are different, Jiyue women immigrated to Rizhao. Most of them still retain the customs and habits of Jiyue.

Xie Xie glanced at her lightly and said, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."

Zhou Wenxi doesn't want to do this. Hasn't she seen a lot of rejection looks since she was a child? It was rare that she was allowed to fool around on her big day, and she was sure not to let it happen, so she started messing around as much as she wanted.

He clapped his hands and called the eighteen gigolos outside.

Zhou Wenxi said: "You guys, stop dancing. Come on, someone with good skills can sing a little song for Her Royal Highness and the Third Prince to cheer up the entertainment!"

Yuqing coughed lightly when he heard the sound. Zhou Wenxi suddenly became a lot more honest. He rushed over eagerly and asked: "Master Yuqing, didn't you say there is no need for dinner? How about I accompany you to have some more?"

"No need, I won't bother Madam Furong with such a trivial matter."

Zhou Wenxi was delighted, "Have you remembered my name? Very good, very good." Yu Qing: "..."

He refused because he really couldn't see her continuing to embarrass herself like this, so he separated the people and said, "Stop talking nonsense and keep a close eye on her. It will be over early. I don't want to stay here with you all night."

"Yes, yes, I know, you must be scratching your head this time, and all you want to do is go back to your room to see your beautiful husband, so that you can have sex with him..." Xie Bu covered Zhou Wenxi's mouth, Drag her to the competition venue.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, Madam Furong said she was bored and wanted to be a referee for you two."

Zhou Wenxi tugged on her sleeves and couldn't push her away, "Don't, don't, don't do it. I'm wrong, isn't it? You know me. I'm even worse at wielding a sword than you. Why don't you say no? Or why don't you scream?" Come, eldest sister? I can’t do it!”

"You can do it. How can you not do it? I believe in you." Xie Rui ruthlessly shook off her hand and pushed her to the center of the field.

Feng Qingran saw it and stroked the broken hair on her forehead, "In that case, please trouble Madam Furong to bear witness here."

Be a damn witness!

Zhou Wenxi glared at her fiercely.

Show an expression: You want me to die.

On the left is Jiyue's concubine, who will inherit the throne in the future. On the right is the third prince of Rizhao Kingdom, who will, if nothing else, inherit the throne in the future.

One on the left and one on the right, the two crown princes.

Let her be judged by a mere idle official. If this isn't going to cost her her life, what else?
If the review is not good later, her mother's official position may be affected after she returns. Zhou Wenxi complained secretly, and regretted in her heart that she refused.

This bitch is really evil-hearted!

The competition is a best-of-three game, divided into five rounds, with three arrow feathers each time. If three arrows hit the bull's-eye in a row, it is a complete victory.

In the first scene, Feng Qingran took the lead. She drew the arrow and put it on the bow. Her movements were smooth and fluid. The three arrows flew in the night with a "swish" sound. Two of them hit the bullseye, and the third one missed the mark by a few inches.

"I haven't practiced for many days, so I'm showing off." Feng Qingran said.

Zhou Wenxi took the lead in applauding, "Your Highness, your archery skills are amazing, you have good arrows!"

After the applause ended, Feng Qingran's face looked a little unhappy, and she stared at Zhou Wenxi coldly, "Why do I think you are scolding me?"

"How could it be! Even if you gave me ten courages, I wouldn't dare!"

Feng Qingran snorted and said nothing.

He Lanlian had a leisurely look on his face. When he was drawing his bow, he even looked at the person outside the court, as if to say, look at my performance.

"It turns out that what Furong Niang said is true." Yuqing suddenly said.

Decline didn't react for a moment, "What did you say?"

"Let me tell you, the way the third prince looks at you is probably no different from the male favorites you used to keep in the yard. He just didn't announce that he was going to marry you in front of everyone!"

decline:"……"

It turned out that he had just heard what Zhou Wenxi said.

She must kill this guy!
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