Poisonous mad concubine, this prince is too wife and slave

Chapter 838 Extra Story, Winning Seven Pieces

But Wen Yin had a shy face, seeing him drink the water she brought, she felt very warm in her heart.

"Ziyu, you are actually quite a nice person. I understand that you want to give the Ye family 200 taels of silver to help Ye Qinghuan, not to marry her. I also understand that you are very powerful. If you say you want to win, you must win." There is hope, don't worry, even if everyone doesn't believe you, I will believe you..."

Ouyang Ziyu didn't speak, but nodded politely.

She rejoiced, "Then you wait here first. If it's hot, you can find me in the pavilion. I'll have lunch later. I have someone prepare yours. I don't know if you will like it." .”

He lowered his eyes, "Thank you."

Thinking about it carefully, this Wen Yin seems to be really good to me...

For a certain moment, he always felt that someone behind him was looking at him all the time, and when he looked back, he didn't see any strange people.

After putting the cup back into Wen Yin's hand, he quietly sat back on his seat. Li Xing had already followed Wen Yin's back in a fluttering manner, and he was enjoying himself at leisure.

But Ye Qinghuan who was outside the railing lowered his head with a sad face.

I seem to be really bad. Ever since I met him, I have been causing him trouble, and now I even put him under so much pressure.

Looking at Wen Yin, it's not unreasonable for so many men to like her.

She is gentle, understanding and considerate, a man would like such a woman, right?
Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd.

"Oh my god, I hit it again!"

After saying that, the crowd from all directions immediately looked at the venue of the competition.

"No way? So fast? He seems to have hit five pieces!"

"Now it's the sixth piece. After seven groups, someone finally shot six petals!"

"I thought no one could surpass last year's results this year. It seems that there is still something to be done..."

"That's not necessarily the case. I remember someone shot seven pieces last year!"

"It's eight pieces..."

"..."

The voices of discussion were endless, probably because the words of the "six pieces" were too attractive. For a while, even those people who were still waiting to play in the open space got up and looked over.

Ouyang Ziyu frowned, probably because everyone had looked over, so he followed suit.

Passing through the pavilion where there were not many people, he happened to be able to see the people on horseback across the street. The first thing he saw was the man in the first row, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The arrow was on the string, and after aiming for a long time, his hand finally let go.

As soon as he let go, the arrow shot towards the target in the distance with lightning speed!

"hiss……"

The people around gasped, and I don't know who yelled first, and then, the crowd from all directions cheered.

"Seven! He won seven!"

"That's amazing, almost catching up with last year's champion, right?"

"If no one can surpass him this year, he will probably win, right?"

"..."

With the cheers of the people, the time has come, and the players in that group retreated one after another.

Ye Qinghuan in the crowd frowned.

Someone hit seven petals so quickly, and there are so many games to come, if you want to win, you have to shoot eight petals like last year's champion.

Such a long distance, such a small petal, how can you shoot eight petals while riding a horse?

You know, the champion of the year before last only scored seven shots...

Because the Erqi tribe is a tribe on the edge of the grassland, people in the tribe often ride horses and shoot arrows, so this competition is much more intense than ordinary competitions.

For example, as soon as the people in that group stepped back, the playing field was cleaned up, and the target was quickly changed, and the next group hurried forward.

On the other side of the open space, as soon as the news of "Seven Pieces" came out, everyone's faces were filled with seriousness, and they felt the pressure suddenly so great.

Including the man next to Ouyang Ziyu, one of them sighed and said: "Someone has achieved results so quickly, this is going to break everyone's way!"

"Don't say such bad words, Li Xing has been practicing all year. His family has horses and fields. I heard that he once shot seven petals. It's not difficult for him!"

"It's not difficult for him, but for us, alas..."

"..."

Everyone looked heavy, but Ouyang Ziyu took a sip of tea with a calm expression.

Is he delusional?

Why did he always feel that the person who shot seven petals just now was not that powerful.

The posture of holding the bow is correct, the aim is careful, and the strength is not bad, but he has been aiming for so long, and he always feels that it is a waste of time and energy.

With just a glance, he clearly saw that the bows in the hands of those people were all very good.

It seemed to feel very good in the hand. After they stopped their hands, the bow was also very stable, with little vibration, unlike the ones I had seen before, as soon as they let go of their hands, they could see the bow vibrate non-stop, but the power was too small.

From this point of view, as long as one's own strength is strong enough, eyesight and wrist strength are good enough, there will be no major problems.

He was thinking about it, but he saw that several women had come over bit by bit with the food, and then put the food on his table one by one.

The man at the table was very happy, and when he saw the food, he said good things about Wen Yin, such gentle, kind, beautiful and lovely words were put on her.

Ouyang Ziyu was silent, and couldn't help looking at the small pavilion not far away, and sure enough, he saw Wen Yin looking at him with a smile.

Feeling melancholy for a moment, these meals are not prepared for him, are they?

Because he knew he didn't bring any food, did he prepare everything for him and those in the same group?

Or is she actually preparing for Li Xing?

While meditating, someone had already placed bowls of rice in front of them.

Li Xing, who had been staying behind Wen Yin, was furious. Seeing the woman he liked staring at other men, he felt really uncomfortable!

So after pondering for a while, he whispered something to the man beside him.

The man's eyes lit up, and after contemplating for a while, he walked in the direction of the woman who was eating...

After a while, the table was already full of food, which really made the men at the surrounding tables salivate, and they were all envious.

Wen Yin was very gentle, and walked over step by step.

And the men at the table started to eat big mouthfuls as soon as the rice was served.

Ouyang Ziyu was silent for a while.

After drinking other people's tea, and now eating other people's food, I owe them both left and right, how will I pay them back in the future?
But his stomach was gurgling, and there was a lot of fish and meat on the table. He hadn't eaten such a good meal in the past three years...

Finally picked up the chopsticks.

One mouthful, but Li Xing who was not far away smiled very complacently.

"Have you taken all the medicine?"

After saying that, the man beside him lowered his head in an instant, and said: "Down, a whole bag of highly poisonous laxatives was spilled on his bowl and on the rice, and the rest is all gone." He poured it into Miss Wen Yin's teapot, if he guessed right, Miss Wen Yin would definitely make tea for him..."

As he spoke, he looked meaningfully at the teapot in Wen Yin's hand.

(End of this chapter)