Chapter 269 Chapter 301
At this moment, for them, the competition was not about winning or losing, but about their self-esteem, and their faces all looked dignified.

At this time, Mo Fengyi moved up the hand holding the bow, and took hold of Yan Qingcheng's hand holding the arrow. The damp heat in her palm made Yan Qingcheng's heart skip a beat. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Mo Fengyi suddenly whispered One sound.

"Fire arrows."

Yan Qingcheng subconsciously released the arrow, and when the arrow left the string, the arrow of the woman in yellow had already left the string. The two arrows, one in front of the other and the back in the back, were only half a finger away. They hit the target almost evenly, and all twenty candles were extinguished.

The audience present burst into thunderous applause, and the applause was for the two couples on the stage.

Yan Qingcheng didn't know whether he was excited or hot, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were a little at a loss.

Mo Fengyi took a step back, put the bow on the side shelf, looked at Yan Qingcheng's shy side face with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his heart was inexplicably warm like a spring breeze.

Xiao Pao, the shopkeeper, went forward to review the results of the two parties. After a while, the shopkeeper reported the results.

"On the side of the boy in black, all ten candles are extinguished, one wax is cracked, and one is broken. On the side of the boy in white, all ten candles are intact. All extinguished, the boy in white wins."

The man in black looked at his result with disappointment, his eagle eyes were dark, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

The woman in yellow tugged at the arm of the man in black reassuringly, and the man in black regained his gloominess and smiled apologetically at the woman in yellow.

The shopkeeper carefully took off the pocket crossbow on the Shuzhi high platform, and handed it to Mo Fengyi respectfully.

"Young master, the pocket crossbow is yours."

Mo Fengyi took it with a smile, held it in his hand and glanced at it. At this moment, the man in black led the woman in yellow and walked over, swallowing his anger and saying politely:
"You two, Rong sincerely wants this crossbow. Since this crossbow is in the hands of you two, let me make a price."

Mo Fengyi politely refused:
"Sorry, Mo has never been short of vulgar things like gold, silver and jewelry, and this crossbow is not for sale."

When the man in black was listening to Mo Fengyi's self-report to Mo Mou, his eagle eyes suddenly sank, and he took a close look at Mo Fengyi. Obviously, he had already guessed Mo Fengyi's identity.

The man surnamed Mo with such an arrogant tone must be the businessman of the emperor's capital, the eldest son of the Mo family of the imperial merchant.

This identity is really a person with mountains of gold and silver piled up in front of him, and he won't even take a second look at it.

Mo Fengyi ignored the man in black's probing eyes, turned to look at Yan Qingcheng, and handed her the crossbow with a smile.

"It's for you."

Yan Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, obviously she had already given him the crossbow, but he actually sent it back, it was not for nothing, she quickly snatched the pocket crossbow and glanced at him.

"It's also half of my credit, okay?"

Mo Fengyi smiled.

"You can't slap a hand."

Yan Qingcheng's breath was stagnant and she couldn't speak. She swore that she would be fine in the future, and never talk to Mo Fengyi, because his words would always be so painful.

The woman in yellow glanced at Mo Fengyi, then at the pocket crossbow in Yan Qingcheng's hand, and said to Mr. Rong with a somewhat mournful expression:
"Young Master, that's all. This crossbow looks stingy, and Qianqian doesn't like it anymore. As long as Young Master is by Qian'er's side, Qianqian is content."

Young Master Rong glanced coldly at the pocket crossbow in Yan Qingcheng's hand, then took a deep look at Yan Qingcheng and Mo Fengyi, Yan Qingcheng's face was covered with a veil.

He couldn't see her face clearly, but with his eyes that knew countless people, he could tell at a glance that Yan Qingcheng was definitely not an ordinary woman, but he didn't know when such an arrogant, unreasonable, and disregarding worldly mysterious woman appeared in this imperial capital. Although he was slapped in the face by this woman, he admired her unrestrained and unrestrained in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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