The scheming empress starts by conquering men

Yan Xi and Yan Le covered their mouths and laughed secretly, feeling that the current atmosphere was more relaxed and joyful than ever before.

Since his wedding, His Highness seldom came to the backyard, and when he did, he only came to see those low-class servants.

More than half a year ago, after the young master was inexplicably favored by the emperor, His Highness went to marry him and just came back a few days ago.

After returning, he almost always stayed in the front yard these days, busy with government affairs every day. Finally, on the second day of the grand court meeting, he was able to accompany their young master.

Shaodian Sishui saw Zhong Moyao's angry face and couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head.

It is said that a woman's heart is as deep as the sea, and in her opinion, men are just that kind of people.

She looked at Yan Xi and Yan Le who were giggling beside her and said teasingly, "Look at your master. It's really true that only men and villains are hard to raise. He looks so petty."

Yan Xi and Yan Le looked at each other and smiled, then spoke in unison.

"That's what His Highness said."

Yan Le followed with teasing.

"Your Highness has spoiled my servant so much that he has become lawless. He has been looking at me with displeasure lately, thinking that I am like a cuckold around him. He wishes Your Highness would accompany him more often."

The green-headed bird is a fly, and Shaodian Sishui knows it.

Zhong Moyao glared at Yan Le angrily. "You are just a cuckold. You keep nagging me every day, and it's so annoying. Can't I say anything to you?"

Yan Le pouted in grievance, not daring to refute him. Instead, she said to Shaodian Si Shui.

"Your Highness, please take care of our servants!"

No matter what, I want to go to heaven.

Only what His Highness says will the King's Servant listen.

Shaodian Sishui surrendered helplessly, with a doting look on his face, and said to Zhong Moyao in a soft voice, "Okay, okay, let's play another round, you will definitely win."

Zhong Moyao still ignored Shaodian Sishui and didn't even glance at her.

In fact, he was secretly happy in his heart, but pretended to be angry on his face.

"Okay, don't be angry. It's my fault. I should have let you go."

Shaodian Sishui stretched out her left hand and patted the back of his hand to comfort him, and felt that his hand was cold.

"Why are they so cold? I've been playing pot-throwing for so long, my hands should be warm."

Shaodian Si Shui didn't notice anything wrong. She just thought that the hands of men in this era were like those of modern women, which were always cold, so she immediately instructed Yan Xi beside her.

"Go get your young master a hot dustpan. His hands are cold and you don't know how to warm them up."

It sounded like blaming words, but in fact, there was concern in the tone.

She also used her hot hands to warm his hands.

Yan Xi quickly returned to the house to get the ironing board.

Zhong Moyao ignored his hands. They started to feel cold since yesterday and he didn't know why.

She tilted her head, looked at His Highness's hand, felt the remaining warmth in her hand, and pretended to be angry.

"Your Highness, what's the point of deliberately letting me win?"

Shaodian Sishui was speechless; "You can't even lose on purpose? Then what do you want me to do?"

Zhong Moyao chuckled and said proudly, "Your Highness, even if you lose, you can't lose too much. You must make sure that people can't tell that you are losing on purpose. That's the real I win, you lose."

Shaodian Sishui's mouth twitched slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"...You are being too unreasonable."

When Yan Xi took out the ironing iron, he saw the embarrassed look on His Highness's face. This was the first time he had seen that.

In other words, his young master could make His Highness so embarrassed and helpless, but he was helpless.

"Sir, please hold the hot iron and stop making things difficult for His Highness."

She handed the iron to the young man with a smile, giggling quietly, her heart filled with joy.

Now, the young master has finally seen the light of day after all the hardship he has endured.

"Even you are partial to His Highness? I am your master."

Yan Xi: “…”

Jun Shi is really unreasonable. He is obviously on his side. His Highness has finally come to the backyard, but instead of obeying His Highness, he keeps competing with His Highness. In the end, isn't it Jun Shi who suffers?

Zhong Moyao glanced at Yan Xi, took the hot scoop and handed it to Shaodian Sishui.

His Highness kept warming his hands, which were becoming a little cold.

"I don't care. Anyway, I can't win in a fake way, lest people think I'm petty and let His Highness deliberately admit defeat for me."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I'll listen to you. Whatever you say is what I'll do."

Shaodian Sishui did not take the hot dustpan, but gave it back to him again.

"I'd better let you hold this hot iron to warm your hands. I think it must be because your hands are cold that you can't hit the target every time. When your hands are warmer, you will be better than me."

Zhong Moyao felt warm in his heart and was even more complacent: "Of course."

His voice was like clear running water, with a hint of sweet happiness, inadvertently giving people a sense of coquettishness.

As he spoke, he stood up, took the arrow and started to play pot tossing.

The mouth of the pot is very wide, the pot body is large, the neck is slender, and there are two small ears on both sides of the neck. The belly of the pot is filled with small and slippery beans to prevent the thrown arrows from jumping out.

In general competitions, only four arrows are allowed to be thrown in each round, and there are three rounds in total. The winner is the one who wins two rounds first.

That is to say, each round consists of four throws, and one round is counted after four throws. There are three rounds in total, and one arrow counts as one chip.

The most difficult part of throwing arrows into the pot is to pierce the ears twice, which means using two arrows to pierce the ears twice at one time, and it will be counted as ten points.

Perhaps because he was encouraged, or perhaps because he really wanted to win, Zhong Moyao picked up two arrows and threw them directly into his ears.

"Ding Dong~"

A crisp sound rang out and shot into both ears.

Yan Le waved his hands in surprise; "Ten chips, the Lord's servant invested ten chips."

Shaodian Sishui also clapped and praised with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being my husband."

Zhong Moyao gave her a look that said "of course" and continued playing the game of tossing the pot.

Two consecutive hits will get you twenty chips.

The first round was Shaodian Sishui's turn.

Shaodian Sishui took an arrow and tried to aim at Hudu, but in fact she didn't need to aim at all.

According to her skills, even if she throws four sticks at the same time, they can penetrate the ears at the same time.

Isn't this for the sake of losing? If she didn't lose, Zhong Moyao would really be mad at her.

So her four arrows hit the pot's belly, and each arrow counted as one. She didn't hit the double-piercing ear, so there was no extra reward.

At the end of the first round, Shaodian Sishui lost.

In the second game, Zhong Moyao wanted to play it safe, but he was afraid that His Highness would overtake him in the end.

He threw the ball into the ear just like before, but this time he was not as lucky as last time. His hands were cold, which made his movements a little stiff and he missed the shot.

He threw two arrows, but missed both times. He rubbed his hands and threw arrows one by one steadily, but still missed.

"Ah!" Zhong Moyao growled, looked at Shaodian Sishui and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, you can't beat me. I must win this game."

Shaodian Sishui looked at him steadily: "..."

It must be intentional. How can she let him off the hook?

Yan Xi and Yan Le burst out laughing.

It's really hard for Your Highness. Even if you pretend your hands are shaking, the arrow can still be thrown in.

Yan Xi's eyes turned, and he quickly went into the house and took out a piece of black brocade and said to Shaodian Si Shui.

"Your Highness, would you please cover your eyes?"