Transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, reborn as a hostage to the paranoid male protag

So, after Su Yingxue practiced diligently for a whole incense stick, when Mr. Liu came to check her homework, she still failed to hit the target as usual.

On the other hand, although Chu Xingchen did not practice archery as often as she did, he made rapid progress and could already shoot targets skillfully. However, his sight only improved from ten rings to around five or six rings, and was not very accurate.

Chu Xingchen's achievement was not outstanding at his age. At his age, the princes of Dasheng would have already achieved the ability to shoot through the center of a target with their eyes closed.

But because of the incompetent Su Yingxue, Mr. Liu suddenly became particularly fond of Chu Xingchen as a student after the comparison. Because, you know, if you put a mediocre crane in a group of cranes, probably no one will pay attention to it.

But suddenly, the crane landed next to a hen, and instantly stood out from the crowd.

Unfortunately, Su Yingxue was the mother hen. With her as a foil, Chu Xingchen was simply a sharpshooter in Mr. Liu's eyes.

Sure enough, after checking the homework, Mr. Liu asked Chu Xingchen to be the assistant teacher to assist Su Yingxue in supervising Su Yingxue's archery during the practice session.

After Mr. Liu left, Chu Xingchen followed his orders and stood not far behind Su Yingxue. Together with Qiu Shuang, he watched Su Yingxue practice archery.

Even though Chu Xingchen had concealed his strength and acted only mediocre, he never imagined that these few arrows, which he had deliberately missed, would satisfy Mr. Liu so much.

Later, Chu Xingchen stood behind Su Yingxue and watched her shoot arrows. He finally understood Mr. Liu's helplessness. Su Yingxue was indeed not a good archer. As the most honorable princess of the Great Sheng Kingdom, she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, so she was a princess.

So her hands were so smooth, white and tender because she had not worked for many years. They were as pure and smooth as milk, but also very weak and powerless.

Military bows and arrows were generally designed to fit the male arm, resulting in larger arrows and heavier force. Su Yingxue's arms were weak, and she lacked the strength to fully extend the bowstring. Consequently, her arrows lacked force, affecting her aim and power, and she missed the target.

Chu Xingchen was actually already well versed in the art of riding and archery, so after watching her perform it, he had already started practicing in the same way as her. Even if he practiced for a few more months, he would not see much improvement.

Chu Xingchen's eyes were cold and his face was calm as he watched the woman repeating the movements in her hands.

Yingxue was wearing bright riding clothes today, which, under the warm winter sun, made her look even brighter. Her features were already delicate and beautiful, and now, against the backdrop of the warm sun, her delicate white features seemed to be coated with a thin layer of warm light.

She was just like the celestial maiden described in the book, so beautiful beyond words.

For a moment, even Chu Xingchen was slightly stunned. He had never thought that Su Yingxue would be someone willing to work hard and be down-to-earth. She had always loved luxury and was a spoiled girl who could not endure hardship.

Chu Xingchen thought that Su Yingxue was learning archery and riding just for show and on a whim.

Seeing that Su Yingxue tried so hard but still couldn't show her archery skills, he couldn't help but sigh.

At least, Su Yingxue rushed into the inner court to save him when he was nearly beaten to death by the inner court's men. Chu Xingchen told himself that this was just a favor he was repaying her for; he never owed anyone a favor.

"Your Highness, if you believe in me, I have a way to help you improve." Chu Xingchen said softly.

"Oh?" Su Yingxue heard this and turned to look at Chu Xingchen, her eyes half believing and half doubting, "Brother, do you have any tricks that can help me improve my archery skills a little bit?"

"Your Highness, there is a way, but it may offend Your Highness a little. I wonder if Your Highness is willing to give it a try?" Chu Xingchen looked into Su Yingxue's eyes indifferently and said softly.

"I'm willing, just say it." Su Yingxue's eyes lit up when she heard this. She had originally planned to familiarize herself with the art as quickly as possible and get into the Juxian Yashe Academy, but now, she was stuck on this simple art of riding and archery. "I forgive you."

"Your Highness, I'm sorry." Chu Xingchen said calmly. He saluted respectfully, then walked to a distance behind Su Yingxue, stopped, and said softly, "Your Highness, draw your bow, aim the arrow, and maintain your position."

Chu Xingchen's voice was hoarse and serious. Su Yingxue heard it and took an arrow. She gathered all her strength, drew the bow and aimed the arrow at the bull's eye. She just tried her best to maintain this action, but she didn't release the arrow.

Seeing this, Chu Xingchen stood behind her, reached out and covered her hand that was on the bowstring with his own, and held her hand that was drawing the bow with his other hand. Although Chu Xingchen was a few years younger than her, his palms were broad and warm.

His hands were covered with thick calluses on the palms. He had done countless dirty and tiring jobs during his years as a proton worker, so his hands were full of cracks and thick calluses.

The rough touch seemed a silent accusation of the bullying he'd endured from the people of Dasheng. For a moment, Su Yingxue was stunned. Compared to her own soft, white, and delicate hands, Chu Xingchen's hands didn't even look like those of a prince.

Even the hands of her palace maids, such as Qiu Shuang, were more delicate and lustrous than Chu Xingchen's.

Just how much suffering had he endured in Dasheng Palace? Su Yingxue was momentarily stunned. In that moment, Chu Xingchen had already covered her hands with both of his, stretching the bowstring that was still partially drawn.

His palm was warm against hers, and Zhang Susu was a little nervous, her hands sweating. For a moment, she forgot about shooting and just tilted her head to look at the young man standing behind her.

Chu Xingchen had black hair and snowy skin, a cold and handsome face like a banished immortal, and his riding clothes fluttered. He stood behind her, his arms around her, but apart from his hands, no part of him touched her at all.

Chu Xingchen covered her hands, led her hands to exert force, and guided her to find and aim at the center of the target.

His voice was hoarse and he said softly, "Your Highness, align your eyes, arrow, and bull's eye. Take aim."

Chu Xingchen's words fell clearly into her ears. He was so close to Su Yingxue that his warm and clear breath lingered on the back of her neck, making her feel itchy.

Being so close, Su Yingxue panicked for a moment, and her consciousness seemed to be distracted. What was going on? Su Yingxue felt a little helpless, and she didn't even pay attention to what he said next.

"Your Highness, you can shoot now." Chu Xingchen whispered several times. Seeing that she was still a little dazed and didn't respond, he had no choice but to raise his voice and repeat it again.

The sudden louder sound brought her back to consciousness.

She released the hand holding the arrow as promised, only to see that the arrow was moving faster than the previous arrows she had shot, heading straight for the target and hitting the sixth ring.