Your Majesty, come back

Chu Xiao remembered that the story he read back then was like this. There was a poor scholar who fell in love with a beautiful lady, but he couldn’t get high. One day during his afternoon nap, the scholar left his body in a daze, and his soul was attached to him. On the parrot that the young lady kept beside her.

Every day the parrot just repeats the scholar's name. The young lady was curious, so she asked someone to inquire, only to find that the poor scholar had been in a coma for more than ten days at home, and the Taoist priest who summoned the soul realized that it was the scholar's obsession that made the soul After leaving the body, the young lady was very moved and promised to marry the poor scholar after his soul returned.

Naturally, everyone is happy at the end, but apart from these fetters of love and love, his situation is almost exactly the same as that of the protagonist in this story. Does this mean that as long as his wish is fulfilled and his obsession is gone, he will be able to return to his soul? ?

But... He couldn't figure out even if he tried his best. What is there in Yuewang's mansion that he can be obsessed with.

Chu Yue didn't appear in the palace for two days, and he didn't get any useful information from the servants, so he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. It's not difficult to escape, just find the right time, but what can you do if you go out? It's better to stay by Chu Yue's side, and you can also know the recent changes in the palace.

"Mr. An, the martial artist is coming, you should prepare."

Chu Xiao was taken aback, what martial artist?

The little servant smiled and said: "Yes, my lord, you forgot, today is the day to learn martial arts, don't let the master go away like last time, or the prince will punish you again."

He was amused, isn't this a male pet, and he still learns martial arts, Yue Wang's mansion is not so poor that he wants to use a male pet as a guard, right?

All right, he wants to see what kind of tricks this is playing, put on his martial arts clothes, the servant tidied him up, and comforted him: "Mr. An, I know you are a scholar, but you must be a martial artist." Listen, if it’s really not possible, don’t talk back to the martial artist..."

Talk back?This person has been dumbed down by others, so why talk back, Chu Xiao sneered silently.

The little servant knew that he had said something wrong, so he slapped himself hastily: "Small nonsense, Mr. An, please don't be angry."

Why be angry with an ignorant child? This child is not very old, and his own child will probably be that tall after a few more years. Thinking of the naughty prince in the palace, Chu Xiao couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. Touch the boy's soft hair.

The martial artist is about forty years old, and his physique has been honed in the field for a long time. However, this kind of person usually has a bad temper. When he saw him, he just snorted heavily, with contempt on his face.

"Master Rabbit." The martial artist spit on him secretly when he passed by him, and then threw a bow and arrow on the ground, "Mr. An, I didn't ask you to learn this archery, but the prince asked you to learn it. If you don’t, just learn it well, I’m a rough man, I can’t learn to be sympathetic, don’t blame me if it hurts you.”

Chu Xiao silently picked up the bow on the ground, and when he held it in his hand, there was a rush of heat in his heart, which was so familiar that he had to lower his head to control the evil spirit in his eyes.

The martial artist couldn't see his abnormality, and began to explain the essentials of archery on his own, then shot an arrow at the target, and said loudly: "Try it, just like I taught you just now, don't be like last time I can't even draw the bow."

Chu Xiao stood with his bow in his hand, without any movement, the martial artist standing not far away urged impatiently: "Hey——draw the bow quickly!"

On the day when the city was broken that year, he took the lead and shot through the right eye of the enemy general with an arrow. It's piping hot.

Skillfully hooking the string with the thumb, drawing out the long arrow, squinting the eyes, the moment the arrow broke through the wind, he quickly pulled the string again, so that three arrows were fired in succession, like a tiger, the arrow clusters were precisely inserted into the sharp arrow feathers in front, The arrow shaft cracked.

The martial artist stared dumbfounded at the three arrows that hit the bull's-eye. Before he could regain his senses, he saw the young man in black nodding his arrows and pulling the bow. He was so fast that he couldn't see the movement clearly, but this time the direction changed, and the arrows were aimed at him. Fly in this direction.

Before he could dodge in time, he heard a sharp arrow passing by with the sound of wind, the martial artist let out a loud roar, and felt the world turned upside down in horror, and he was so frightened that he couldn't move. As if being picked up, I mustered up the courage to touch it, but my hands were full of broken hair.

The martial artist saw the young man walking towards here step by step with his hands behind his back, just looking at the look in his eyes felt a chill run down his back, and he forgot to even run away.

Chu Xiao bent down to pick up the few arrows on the ground, broke them and threw them on the martial artist.

Lord Rabbit, these three words alone are enough to kill the person in front of you ten times.

The martial artist covered his head in horror, looked around, and then yelled to the side as if he had found a life-saving straw: "My lord! My lord Yue! Save the little one——"