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Qiu Wenshu glanced at Ning Chen and saw that he was smearing casually with a small pen in his left hand, resting his chin with his right hand, arching his index finger and repeatedly rubbing the corners of his slightly raised mouth.

Qiu Wenshu's gaze fell back to the yellowish book, his temples twitched, and his fingers moved the pages stiffly.

seduce?

impossible.

Know the taste of the marrow?

Think more!

Qiu Wenshu hastily put down his book, got up in a hurry, and paced the room.The decorations here are gorgeous, it looks like the style of Zhufu, the big bow on the wall is a bit out of place, the cloth on the arm of the bow is dull and worn, it should be used frequently.

As soon as Qiu Wenshu stretched out his hand, he heard Ning Chen's deep voice.

"Can you shoot arrows?"

Qiu Wenshu shook his head, and Ning Chen put down his brush and strode over, took out an arrow from the quiver by the wall, and said, "I'll teach you."

Qiu Wenshu also became interested, took down the big bow, Ning Chen came up from behind, surrounded him, put his chin in the hollow of his shoulder, and gently caressed his cheek with his breath while speaking, shaking his mind. Disturbed: "Aim here, draw the bow——"

The arrow flew out crookedly.

Qiu Wenshu glanced at Ning Chen, and Ning Chen said innocently, "Oh, this king is used to using his left hand, but his right hand is not strong. Let's do it again—"

"Don't, don't—" Qiu Wenshu subconsciously pushed Ning Chen away with his elbow, doubting his intentions again.After a while, Qiu Wenshu swung his bow, signaling Ning Chen to show off his abilities.

Ning Chen snorted, took the big bow with one hand, drew the arrow with the other, and shot into the sky with the bow, a bird hit by the arrow in the sky fell into the courtyard.

"How is it?" Ning Chen looked at Qiu Wenshu with a half-smile. "Are you qualified to teach you?"

Qiu Wenshu tilted his head and coughed lightly, he really didn't want to suffer the crime of being pregnant by such a beauty, and said: "Take this carefree attitude and teach the princess."

"I don't have a concubine yet, let's practice with Brother Qiu."

"Wait--"

Ning Chen pulled Qiu Wenshu into his arms, Qiu Wenshu half pushed and half pulled the bow again, this time he felt something was wrong again.

"Look here, here..."

"But me, I don't think you were like this when you were shooting arrows just now..." The stammering way of speaking can easily give people a feeling of uncertainty and lack of confidence.

Ning Chen stared and said, "Could it be that I will lie to you?"

Qiu Wenshu pursed his lips and looked at Ning Chen, acquiescing.

Ning Chen asked righteously: "What did I lie to you for?"

"..." That's right, there's nothing to lie about, but Qiu Wenshu still believed in his criticism just now, and didn't listen to Ning Chen's command anymore, recalling the way Ning Chen just aimed at the wormhole on the small tree pole not far away, although his strength was insufficient , but with one hit.

Ning Chen let go of Qiu Wenshu's hand slowly, although the corners of his mouth curled up, but he looked a bit reluctant: "Can't you... learn more slowly?"

Qiu Wenshu bent down to take the arrow, and looked back in surprise when he heard this: "I, hurry up?"

Ning Chen lowered his head and touched his nose, and asked helplessly, "...Brother Qiu, do you have any shortcomings?"

Qiu Wenshu in front of the window was bowing his bow. Hearing this, he turned his head again and looked at the low eyebrows, the high nose, and the well-curved lips, and was speechless for a moment.

Ning Chen raised his eyes, Qiu Wenshu suddenly turned his head, looked at the tip of the arrow in a panic, his throat rolled up and down a little dry, and asked calmly, "Lust, does it count?"

"Lust?" Ning Chen was very surprised by Qiu Wenshu's answer. He couldn't help but smacked it a bit, and finally he couldn't help laughing. His lips were wet, like red cherries that had just been washed. He asked with a smile, " Which man is not lustful?"

When Qiu Wenshu thought about it, he was right, otherwise, why would the world praise Liu Xiahui for being calm?Obviously men are sad about beauty, and he is no exception.

Thinking about it this way, Qiu Wenshu became less nervous, and said with a bow: "Then there is only stuttering."

After all, Qiu Wenshu aimed at the wormhole and shot another arrow. The arrow was lightly attached to the wormhole, and after a while both arrows fell to the ground.

"Your hand should be so strong." Ning Chen smiled and leaned on his back, and taught him to draw the bow with his hands. Qiu Wenshu learned it seriously.

At this time, Mengguan outside the courtyard went back and forth, holding a letter in his hand, Ning Chen frowned slightly, let go and said: "Practice first, I will go back as soon as I go."

Qiu Wenshu nodded, and saw Ning Chen strode out of the East room, met Meng Guan in the court, opened the letter on the spot, his expression became serious little by little, and they whispered something to Meng Guan.

Qiu Wenshu looked back leisurely, and was about to bend his bow when a gust of wind brought their words.

"...King Paige..."

King Qi?Isn't that the eighth prince who once showed him the grace of knowing him in the Golden Luan Hall?

Qiu Wenshu's bow and arrow hung down, resting on the window, he looked at Ning Chen in a daze, Ning Chen seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned his head.

When Ning Chen came back, Qiu Wenshu had already hung up the big bow, and he took the initiative to ask: "I, just now, heard, you, talking about King Qiqi?"

Ning Chen slowed down and looked at Qiu Wenshu in surprise.

On weekdays, Riqiu Manjusri had also heard a few words like this, but he never asked.Ning Chen frowned, and replied, "Oh, he—"

The perfunctory words came to his lips and were swallowed back, Ning Chen still said directly: "The crown prince sent him to Sanmiao, and he will pass by here in a while."

At this stage, Ning Chen is negotiating peace with San Miao. If King Qi's mission to San Miao is also for peace talks, he will conflict with Ning Chen.

Ning Chen tidied up the desk, and pointedly said: "When the time comes, this king will take him on a good tour of the mountains and rivers."

Qiu Wenshu felt that the wind and rain were coming and the building was full of wind, and he couldn't help showing sadness. Ning Chen was heavily guarded here, and King Qi couldn't please him.

Ning Chen looked up at Qiu Wenshu: "Do you care about him?"

"Yes." Qiu Wenshu admitted, and recalled, "He has a shoulder injury, and the three seedlings are hot and humid. I'm afraid, I'm afraid he won't get used to it."

"Oh, it's hard for you to remember." Ning Chen, whose right shoulder has just recovered, nodded repeatedly, "There is a mountain between Zhucheng and Yicheng, and there is a Tianchi Lake on the mountain. I heard that it has healing effects. try."

"you are not happy?"

Ning Chen touched his right shoulder and said, "I thought it was a very obvious thing."

That's right, Ning Chen took five cities with great difficulty. If King Qi signed a peace agreement with San Miao on behalf of Daning, it would make no difference to San Miao whether these five cities would be returned to Ning Chen's fief Sunan or Daning, but To Ning Chen, it was very important.It is very normal for him to be unhappy that King Qi is interfering.

Qiu Wenshu said "Oh".

Ning Chen raised his head in astonishment, and saw Qiu Wenshu was turning the pages of the book with his head bowed, his face was calm, and he was biting his back molars angrily.

After a while, Qiu Wenshu seemed to hear Ning Chen scold "idiot", he raised his head, and Ning Chen had already lifted the curtain and walked out.

Qiu Wenshu lowered his head to read the book again.

Well done, why did Ning Chen scold him?

Must be hallucination.