Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

As the sun set, after Wen Jiu drew his bow and shot arrows dozens or hundreds of times, his arrows finally landed steadily on his target and no longer visited other people's homes.

"Sister, am I awesome? I can always hit the target with my arrows, and never miss a target!" Wen Jiu put down his bow and arrow and walked in front of Qiao Shinian, looking very proud.

The eyes of the royal and noble children who were silently observing nearby jumped. They could never have imagined that Wen Jiu could be so shameless!

Looking at the targets brought back by the soldiers, everyone looked towards the two extremely tragic targets. Every arrow hit the target, but it was someone else's target. In particular, they could not imagine how the arrow had been inserted diagonally from the edge.

"Awesome! Wen Jiu is the best. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to pull such a big bow. Not to mention getting the arrow to hit the target!" Qiao Shinian was very cooperative in praising Wen Jiu, causing Commander Jin, who was about to say something, to swallow back what he was about to say.

Wen Jiu puffed out his chest with pride and looked up at Qiao Shinian: "Don't worry, it's very simple. I was able to hit the target in my first practice, which is enough to show how simple archery is. I will teach you later."

"I've never seen such a shameless person in my life!"

"You really have no self-awareness at all."

"That's awesome!"

As more and more people left, the ridicule from passers-by became different.

The princes and nobles who thought that Wen Jiu was showing off deliberately to hide his true colors from everyone couldn't help but make some sarcastic remarks.

Wen Jiu's food was fine at lunch, but when it came time for dinner, it immediately changed.

Qiao Shinian and Wen Jiu glanced at each other, then looked at the dinner on the table that looked like leftovers.

"Let's see if there's any poison first." Wen Jiu gestured to Chunxue to check the food.

Qiao Shinian frowned: "You're still poisoning me after all this? Do you have any humanity?"

Wen Jiu shrugged and looked at Qiao Shinian, "Sister, just deal with the two bites. From now on, we will cook in our own kitchen."

Qiao Shinian nodded and ate two bites sullenly. The food didn’t taste very good.

"We've just started with eggs and milk. Wen Jiu, is your decision a bit impulsive?" After finishing his meal, Qiao Shinian lay on the table, looking at Wen Jiu who was also lying on the table.

Wen Jiu shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he spoke: "No, it will be like this sooner or later. I just brought it forward.

The only mistake I made was that if I had known I would have endured it today and called Yu An a bitch tomorrow."

"Hmm? What's the point?" Qiao Shinian asked curiously.

"Winter is coming soon. We should get a dozen sets of quilts and prepare charcoal in advance." Wen Jiu said sullenly, "Then we have to go out of the palace to buy them. We can't go too often. We have to prepare them before winter. Otherwise, if Yu'an finds out, our way out of the palace to buy them will be cut off."

"Then let's prepare it tomorrow. Can we get it in? Won't the guards check it?" Qiao Shinian suddenly remembered that when the palace on TV brought back things from selling, they would be strictly checked.

Wen Jiu said helplessly: "Then we can only spend money to arrange it. We can't go, so we have to ask the purchasing people to bring things back for us. We also have to bring back some pens and ink. As for paper, Zhou Kingdom should give us the worst paper. We don't need such good paper for practicing calligraphy."

"Yeah." Qiao Shinian responded and looked at Wen Jiu: "Oh, it's a pity that my electronic watch didn't come. I only brought pencils and refills this time. Next time I will try to bring a bar of soap. It's incredible that there is no soap in your time." Qiao Shinian stood up and looked at Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu stood up and walked into the bedroom with Qiao Shinian. This time they did not stretch but squatted.

“From what I’ve seen and learned before, it’s all about stabilizing the lower body first, and then attacking with the upper hand.

We must strictly follow the schedule I wrote, so that you can lay a solid foundation for martial arts training when you return." Qiao Shinian pressed a piece of paper on the table.

"Do horse stance for two hours every day, do thirty push-ups in the morning and evening, thirty sit-ups in the morning and evening, and thirty pull-ups. After a month, we will increase the difficulty and gradually train more difficult things." After Qiao Shinian finished speaking, he stood face to face with Wen Jiu and then did horse stance with him.

"We supervise each other and make progress together."

Wen Jiu looked at the incense burner beside him. It would take half an hour for this incense to burn out completely, which means two incense sticks would be needed.

There was still some time before dark, and the two of them just stared at each other silently, feeling the urge to laugh.

Gradually, sweat began to appear on the foreheads of both men.

Qiao Shinian gritted his teeth and persevered for an hour before lighting another one.

She looked at Wen Jiu, whose legs were trembling, and gritted her teeth to continue, but this time they stood side by side.

In the darkness, the two were silent and could only hear each other's heavy and suppressed breathing.

The sound of the palace servants walking outside was amplified in their ears, and their consciousness was clamoring to give up.

The beads of sweat that slowly slid down the cheeks stimulated the sensitive sensory nerves of both of them. It was very itchy and they wanted to reach out and wipe it off.

It seemed like a wind was blowing, and my feverish body felt a slight coolness.

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When the early morning sun shone through the window onto Qiao Shinian's sleeping face, she covered her eyes with her left hand, pulled up the quilt over her head with her right hand and continued to sleep.

But vaguely, she seemed to hear the soft crying sound of someone sleeping.

The birdsong in the early morning is crisp enough and the air in the early morning is fresh enough.

Qiao Shinian's sleepiness suddenly disappeared. She stood up, put on her clothes, stood by the window, and slightly opened the window.

Wen Jiu was standing there, and the palace maids and eunuchs around him were all standing there with their heads hung. Only one palace maid was kneeling in front of Wen Jiu with her head on the ground without raising it. Her body was trembling slightly and she was sobbing softly.

She could only see Wen Jiu's profile. She remembered that the palace maid was not a very likable person and seemed to enjoy embarrassing Chunxue.

But at this moment, her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were red and swollen, her body was huddled and trembling, and the clothes that originally fitted her were tightly stuck to her body. Water droplets dripped down the corners of her clothes or soaked through the clothes into the ground beneath her.

At this time, the early morning sunlight had not yet fully penetrated the courtyard. Wen Jiu stood there without saying a word. The atmosphere in the entire courtyard seemed to be frozen. The hand of the palace maid lying on the ground seemed to be scratched.

Chunxue stood behind Wen Jiu, saying nothing. When her eyes fell on the palace maid kneeling on the ground, there was no mockery or relief in her expression. She just looked at the palace maid quietly, as if she was looking at a stone.

Qiao Shinian gently closed the window, took off her pajamas, changed into clothes, put on shoes and socks, and walked out.

"Sister." Wen Jiu turned around when he heard the noise behind him and smiled at Qiao Shinian: "Morning."

"Yes." Qiao Shinian walked to the maid and pulled her to sit on a stone bench. "Don't stand. It's useless to just stand there."

Wen Jiu looked at the person beside him and said, "Didn't you hear? Just do what you need to do."

"Yes." Everyone felt relieved and hurried to find things to do.

Qiao Shinian took out a medicine bottle and applied medicine to the trembling maid's face: "I remember your name is Yingchun."

"Yes, young lady. This is my servant Yingchun." Yingchun secretly looked at Wen Jiu as he approached. Qiao Shinian used her fingertips to evenly apply the ointment on Yingchun's face. "Girls, it's not good to get your face hurt."

After applying the ointment to Yingchun, Qiao Shinian looked at Chunxue and said, "Let her rest today. Find someone to accompany her and talk to her. Oh, by the way, her clothes are all wet. We need to give her a hot bath to drive away the cold."

Chunxue looked at Wen Jiu, and when she saw that Wen Jiu didn't react, she nodded and said, "Don't worry, young lady."

Qiao Shinian stuffed the remaining ointment into Yingchun's hands and patted her on the back: "I'm really sorry for getting you involved."

"What are you talking about, young lady? We are all his highness's people. We should go through fire and water for his highness. How can we be implicated? Thank you for the ointment, young lady." Yingchun bowed to Wen Jiu and then retreated.

Wen Jiu sat on the other side with a serious expression.

The two people sitting in the sun were silent for a long time, and the warmth could not dispel the gloom in their hearts.

"Sister, no matter what you do in the future, you must stay by my side and never leave my sight." Wen Jiu raised his eyes and stared at Qiao Shinian seriously.