Qing Fu Jin

Chapter 63

The arrow glowed sharply and coldly under the sun. This is not a toy for games, but a sharp weapon that can kill people.

Ling Bo put a pear on his head, put his legs together, and stood upright.

A hundred paces away, Wuzhu held the hand with the tail of the arrow and pressed it to her lips, her eyes narrowed into lines.

She can shoot through a pear with one arrow, or the person under a pear with one arrow. As long as she wants, she can also cut through the delicate face of the other party with one arrow, and destroy the face of a woman that is more important than life.

A sneer escaped from the corner of her mouth.

There was a trace of uneasiness in the crowd of onlookers, who followed Ling Bo into the palace's embroidered book and clenched her fists tightly. She wanted to stop her, but was held back by the maid.

"Wuzhu—"

Ling Bo suddenly called Wu Zhu's name loudly.

"What would happen if you shot me with an arrow?"

Wu Zhu froze for a moment.

Before she could answer, Ling Bo had already called out the second question.

"If you shoot me dead with an arrow, what will happen?"

"If the emperor knows that you have murdered me, what will happen?"

"If Bozhe knows that I was hurt by your hands, what will happen?"

"If Princess of the Fucha family dies in the palace, what will happen?"

Wuzhu suddenly felt that things were not as simple as she expected, and the bet she proposed was not just a matter between her and Ling Bo.She is the emperor's daughter, representing the royal family of the Qing Dynasty; Ling Bo is the princess of the Fucha family, representing the huge Fucha family.

She suddenly felt that she was too naive and too reckless, how could she use an inexplicable gamble to decide the fate of each other.Just like what Ling Bo said, if she was shot or killed in the palace, Mi Sihan, the old man of the Fucha family, would never let it go, Huang Ama would be furious, and not only she would be severely punished , will also implicate Concubine Eniang Rong, and Bozhe may hate her even more.

She had to shoot the pear on top of Ling Bo's head to win.

As long as there is a slight error, it will lead to a violent storm.

Walking through Yang with a hundred steps, does she have the ability?

Wu Zhu was not sure.

She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't bet so hastily with Ling Bo.She put herself on the fire.

Maintaining the same posture, her arms became a little stiff, and she moved slightly.

"Put down the arrow and you lose!"

A loud roar came from the opposite side, and Wu Zhu's mind was shocked, and Ling Bo's sharp eyes shot over a hundred steps away, like knives.

"You set the game, do you want to admit defeat, or do you want to back down?"

"Are you afraid? You dare not shoot? As long as you put down the bow and arrow in your hand, you will never try to defeat me!"

"You shoot! You shoot at me! Aren't you very courageous? Aren't you going to bet your life with me? Why don't you shoot?"

"Aren't you willing to give up your reputation just to get Bo Zhe?"

"You shoot if you have the guts!"

"Go back to your old mother's arms if you don't care!"

Ling Bo's loud and clear voice echoed in the empty school grounds, she was stimulating Wuzhu, and she was pushing Wuzhu even more.

As Princess Heshuo, since when has Wuzhu been provoked like this!
Her anger was rising layer by layer, her palms were constantly sweating, and the place where she held the arrow shaft and bow became slippery.

"How dare you pretend to be bold! How dare you bet your life! You are a coward! You will never get Bo Zhe, and you will never win against me!"

Ling Bo suddenly took a step forward.

Wuzhu's heartstrings trembled, and the arrow in her hand flew out with a whizz.

Everyone's pupils dilated instantly.

"Garge—"

Xiu Shu jumped forward suddenly, rushing towards Ling Bo.

However, she only took two steps before stopping, her mouth was wide open, her face was full of astonishment, relief, and ecstasy.

"Damn it!" Wuzhu threw the bow heavily to the ground.

The arrow flew only twenty steps away before falling to the ground.

Although she didn't want to admit it at all, she missed it because she was frightened by Ling Bo, but she didn't hit anything. The arrow was like a man who was useless in bed. A breath of time is gone.

Xiushu jumped up in ecstasy.

"Gege! It's okay! Gege! It's okay!"

Ling Bo took the Yali off his head, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Just now, it was a lie to say that I was not afraid.Being pointed at by a sharp arrow, life and death are just a matter of thought, she is really sweating for herself.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

After all, Wuzhu is just a golden bird raised in a deep palace without any social experience.

She still dare not, still afraid.

Xiushu rushed over quickly, with such force that almost knocked Ling Bo out.

"Gege! The princess lost! Great! The princess lost!"

She held Ling Bo's hand, screamed and jumped, cried and laughed.

"Who said I lost?"

Wuzhu's sharp voice suppressed the embroidered book shouting.

She picked up the bow she had just thrown away, and rushed towards Ling Bo quickly.

"It's too early to say that I lost! This time it's you who shoot!"

She stuffed the bow into Ling Bo's hand, and then snatched the pear from her hand.

"Go and shoot over there!" She pointed to the place where she was standing just now.

Xiu Shu held Ling Bo's arm, and whispered "Ge Ge", her brows were full of worry.

Ling Bo smiled at her to comfort her, took the bow and was ready to take a step.

"Wait a minute." Wuzhu grabbed her tightly.

Ling Bo turned his head.

Wu Zhu's eyes fixed on her: "You have to be careful, if you shoot me, the consequences will be more serious than if I shoot you."

Ling Bo took a deep look at her, turned around and left without saying anything.

With the initiative back in her hands, Wuzhu felt much more relaxed than before. She waved the embroidered book away, and then put the pear on top of her head.

Ling Bo walked a hundred steps all the way, stopped at the place where Wu Zhu was standing just now, and then turned around.

A court lady held an arrow in both hands and handed it to her.

Holding the bow in her left hand and the arrow in her right hand, she tilted her head and looked at Wuzhu from afar.

Wuzhu looked back with a sneer.

after awhile.

After a while.

A light wind blew across the ground.

Quietly.

Wu Zhu frowned, and shouted: "What are you doing standing there, still not shooting?"

Ling waved a bit, his head, which was originally tilted to the left, tilted to the right.

"Are you afraid? If you don't dare to shoot, just admit defeat!"

Wuzhu yelled loudly, but couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

Aren't you very proud just now, didn't you still scare me, how about it, now I will let you taste this dilemma.Let me see if you dare to shoot!

Ling Bo moved again, and said, "It's too easy to just shoot like this. I'll make it more difficult."

She turned her face, swept across the faces of the audience, randomly selected a court lady and said, "You, come here."

The maid walked over.

Wuzhu watched the movement here from afar, with a dazed expression on her face.Then she saw Ling Bo say a word to the maid, who walked behind Ling Bo and covered her eyes with a veil.

What is she going to do? !

Ling Bo covered his eyes, laughed loudly and said, "Wu Zhu, I'm going to cum!"

She raised her arms, bowed her bow and set an arrow, and quickly made preparations. Then she released her right hand, and the sharp arrow swished towards Wuzhu.

Wu Zhu was already shocked when she saw her blindfolded. Before she could react, Ling Bo raised his hand and shot an arrow. She almost felt the wind brought by the sharp arrow blowing across her cheek.

"what!"

She squatted down sharply.

Yali fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Wuzhu covered her face with her hands, her whole body shrunk into a ball.

There was a soft sound, the sound of an arrow falling into the grass.

She slowly put down her hand, raised her eyes, and looked at the Yali falling at her feet in shock, and the arrow two steps away from Yali.

Just now, she almost thought that her face was about to be pierced by a sharp arrow.

Are you afraid?No, she is angry!

Wu Zhu jumped up suddenly, staring at Ling Bo viciously.

She did it on purpose!
She was obviously shooting at someone, she wanted my life!
"You are so brave!"

She shouted loudly.

Ling Bo casually threw the bow on the ground, and walked over leisurely.

Looking at Wuzhu whose chest was heaving violently and Yali on the ground, she smiled slightly and said, "You lost."

Of course Wu Zhu knew he had lost.

According to the rules in advance, if she dodges when Ling Bo shoots an arrow, she loses.

But the point of the problem is not winning or losing at all.

She raised her hand and pointed at Ling Bo's nose, her face turned cold: "You are not shooting pears at all! You want to shoot me to death with one arrow! Believe it or not, I will immediately have the Imperial Forest Army arrest you and plot to assassinate the princess." , can be killed on the spot!"

Ling Bo didn't speak, and looked at her, not afraid of her cannibalistic eyes at all.

After a while, she sneered.

Wuzhu was furious: "When death is imminent, you still dare to laugh?"

Ling Bo was unmoved, she leaned closer, and the tip of her nose almost touched Wu Zhu's face.

"This is a gamble you set up, and you set the rules. Since you are afraid of death, why are you betting on your life?"

Her breath hit Wuzhu's face.

Wuzhu felt that the air was filled with a breath called sarcasm.

The corner of Ling Bo's mouth twitched, and only one side was raised, looking very mocking.

"Gambling your life is all about beating your heart. If you can't afford it, don't play it."

If you can't afford it, don't play it.

The six words and the indifferent tone set off a turbulent sea in Wuzhu's heart.

Her eyes widened, as if she had never known the woman in front of her.

A smile unfolded on Ling Bo's face.

"I would like to admit defeat and stay away from Bo Zhe in the future."

"If you dare to repent brazenly and deny today's account, I'm not afraid to play with you again."

"Remember, my surname is Fucha, and I'm the daughter of Fucha Misihan. Even if you are under one person and over ten thousand, I'm not afraid of you."

"Besides, your surname is not Aixinjueluo."

Wu Zhu bit her lower lip, the woman in front of her eyes looked terribly strange, terribly strange.

Compared to her horror and disbelief, Ling Bo smiled brightly.

She turned around and shouted, "Embroidery book!"

"Ah? Hey, the slave is here!"

"Let's go, go home!"

With her embroidered book, she held her head up, facing the glow of the sky, leaving Wuzhu a back view.

(End of this chapter)