Feng Qingge chuckled in her heart: This girl is indeed a master who refuses to admit defeat!
Leng Qiuluo was not as thoughtful as Feng Qingge, and she could not understand the meaning of Xue Meitong's words. She thought that Xue Meitong was bowing to her, so she said arrogantly: "Huh! You are still self-aware! Since you know it,
If you don't deserve it, why don't you get out of here! Why are you pestering brother Qingge?"
Get out? I want it more than I want! Who wants to pester that bastard Feng Qingge? I wish he could disappear in front of me forever!
Xue Mei Tong complained in her heart, but her face was sincere and fearful, showing no trace of pride. She said timidly: "Yes! Yes! Yes! Miss Leng taught you the right lesson! Mei Tong knows what to do!"
"snort!"
Leng Qiuluo raised her chin proudly. She was very proud because she had driven away another woman who tried to spy on her brother Qingge!
Just when Xue Meitong thought that her plan was about to succeed, Feng Qingge suddenly held Xue Meitong's palm and said affectionately: "Meitong, why do you need to be so self-deprecating? You clearly know that I
The king does not despise your origin... The person whom my king longs for day and night and loves with all his heart is you..."
Hearing Feng Qingge's unabashed confession of true feelings, Leng Qiuluo glared at Xue Mei Tong with burning eyes, wishing that Xue Mei Tong could turn into ashes under her gaze.
The confession that sounded so sweet to Leng Qiuluo and made Leng Qiuluo jealous was like a demonic call in Xue Meitong's eyes, which made her feel chills. Xue Meitong had seen Feng Qingge's sinister side.
She knew that the more sweet-talking Feng Qingge told you, the more conspiracies and traps behind it! She repeatedly warned herself that she would never fall in love again! Wasn’t the memory of the last time profound enough? She would never fall in love with Feng Qingge again.
Qingge is convinced!
"Fourth Prince, I..."
Just as Xue Mei Tong opened her mouth to speak, Leng Qiuluo suddenly pointed at Xue Mei Tong's nose and shouted angrily, "Fox, I want to compete with you!"
"ha?"
Xue Meitong was shocked.
Leng Junyi frowned and scolded, "Qiu Luo, don't make trouble!"
When Xue Meitong was about to refuse, Feng Qingge suddenly came close to Xue Meitong's cheek, placed a soft kiss on her cheek, and said warmly: "Tongtong, I believe that you will never disappoint me!"
Seeing Feng Qingge kissing Xue Meitong's cheek in front of her, Leng Qiuluo felt a prairie fire of rage in her heart. Her face turned livid, her eyes were blazing and she shouted loudly, "Fox, don't think you understand."
If your charm can seduce men, I will be afraid of you! I will never lose to you! I must get brother Qingge back!"
Xue Meitong's eyebrows twitched.
What the hell! Feng Qingge, that bastard, doesn’t want to get married at all, okay?
"Bring me the bow!"
Leng Qiuluo spread his hands, and a soldier immediately held up a pair of extremely finely crafted long bows. Xue Meitong observed it carefully, and found that the bow was slightly shorter and the handshake was also a little thinner. It was obviously carefully crafted for women.
, this bow must be Leng Qiuluo’s personal property.
Leng Qiuluo took the bow, glared at Xue Meitong, and said arrogantly: "Let's compete with bows and arrows!"
"Qiu Luo!" Leng Junyi couldn't help shouting, "Don't mess around! How can you be so rude to Miss Mei Tong! Why don't you put the bow back!"
"I don't!" Leng Qiuluo said angrily, ignoring his brother's scolding, "Brother Qingge dares to rob me. Today, I will show off to this vixen!"
Feng Biqing spoke for Xue Meitong, "Tongtong has no strength to tie a chicken, and doesn't know martial arts. How can he know how to bow and arrow? Miss Leng, aren't you trying to make things difficult for others?"
Leng Qiuluo said unconvinced: "Brother Qingge has fought bloody battles and is invincible. How can his wife not know martial arts and only know how to eat, drink and have sex? If you don't dare, then give up this idea as soon as possible and stop pestering me."
Brother Qingge!"
Leng Junyi frowned. Leng Qiuluo had really been spoiled by them since he was a child. When he lost his temper, he was not only modest, but also not elegant at all. He didn't have the slightest reserve of a girl, which really gave him a headache.
Xue Meitong pretended to be novel and asked: "So Miss Leng didn't even learn how to eat, drink, and defecate?"
Feng Qingge couldn't help but laugh. Leng Junyi had a headache and rubbed his forehead, feeling a dull pain in his temples. Feng Biqing half-raised her sleeves to cover her lips, hiding the smile at the corner of her mouth. Leng Qiuluo suppressed her blush. She
Blushing and thick-necked, he stared angrily at Xue Mei Tong, held the bow and arrow in his hands tightly, and said bitterly: "Anyway, do you dare to compete!"
"Compared...but how should I compare?"
Xuemei Tong touched her chin and looked like she had a headache, "The slave family doesn't know martial arts or bows and arrows. How do you want Miss Leng to compete?"
Feng Biqing said: "Miss Leng, if there is a competition, it should be done in a different way. Tongtong doesn't know martial arts, aren't you just trying to embarrass her?"
"You dare not compare, you are not worthy of brother Qingge!" Leng Qiuluo looked at each other proudly, with a domineering expression that said, "I am deliberately trying to embarrass her, what's wrong with you?"
Xue Meitong turned to Feng Qingge. If he didn't make it easy for her, she wouldn't make it easy for him either. She said, "Fourth Prince, I wonder if you can do Tongtong a favor?"
"Oh?" Feng Qingge looked at Xue Meitong with interest. He wanted to see how Xue Meitong was going to get away with it. "Tongtong, please tell me! I will not refuse any of Tongtong's requests!"
Xue Meitong tried her best to control the corners of her eyebrows from twitching, and said to Feng Qingge as gently as possible: "Fourth Prince, I wonder if you can teach the slave family archery?"
Feng Qingge asked with interest: "Do you want to learn now?"
"Yes..." Xue Meitong had a tangled expression of "I'm in a dilemma too", "Miss Leng insists on doing this, what can the slave family do... I just ask the fourth prince to show his noble hands and be willing to teach Meitong...
"
"Of course you can!"
Hearing that Feng Qingge promised to teach Xue Meitong archery, Leng Qiuluo's eyes were filled with jealousy. She pointed at Xue Meitong's nose and said angrily: "Let's take turns holding the rake! You go first!"
"Take turns with the rake?"
Xuemei Tong secretly wondered what tricks Leng Qiuluo wanted to play, and she said: "Miss Leng, the slave family doesn't dare... With the slave family's poor archery skills, what should I do if I accidentally hurt you?"
The slave family can’t afford it!”
Leng Qiuluo sneered inwardly: Hum! Vixen! You won't have that chance! Because long before that, I had already shot you to death with one arrow!
Yes! Leng Qiuluo's plan was to use the competition as an excuse to get rid of Xue Meitong!
How could Leng Junyi not see through Leng Qiuluo's little thoughts, as he knew his sister, Mo Ruoxiong? However, in front of outsiders, he had to save face for his sister and not expose her. He said: "Miss Mei Tong doesn't know archery.
, don’t know how to hold a rake. It’s better for the big brother to hold this rake!”
"No!" Leng Qiuluo objected excitedly, "Brother, this vixen can't shoot! What if this vixen accidentally hurts you?"
Leng Junyi glared at Leng Qiuluo with a cold face, and his tone was already full of anger, "Qiuluo, since you know that Miss Mei Tong can't shoot arrows, why do you still set up this unfair competition?! If it's up to you!
Hey, Miss Mei Tong accidentally hurt you, how can you make me, a big brother, feel so embarrassed?!"