Shen Qingyi looked at Yuan Wanning with admiration in her heart like a surging river.
Yuan Wanning was superior to men in both literary, Taoist and military skills, but unlike the ordinary daughter's family, she was proud of being close to men, but she did not hide her beauty at all.
She is using her own body to tell those girls who aspire to achieve great success in men's clothing that women are women, and it is natural to use women's bodies to surpass men, rather than using men as role models!
She wants to be beautiful and show off!
All the men present were defeated by her!
Only such a girl can be a role model for women in the world!
She couldn't help but said: "Everyone praises Mulan for joining the army for her father, but I say that Mulan's military achievements are worthy of what this woman has earned, and there is no filial piety. Mulan is a general, and it is natural and right!"
Everyone in the world praised Mulan for her filial piety and righteousness, but very few people praised Mulan for her talents as a soldier.
How does this make sense?
Yuan Wanning nodded with a smile.
Zhao Xian looked at her with a look of affection and tenderness that he had never seen in his previous life. Looking at his cheerful smile, one could tell that he was obviously having a sweet dream of getting married.
But her heart couldn't help herself.
He is a courtier, and she is Zhao Xian's queen. Even if he is in the position of regent, even if she knows his admiration for her, there is an invisible gap between them.
step.
She shuddered instinctively.
Shen Qingyi subconsciously tightened the long bow in her hand.
She drew the bow again, but a hand passed over her shoulder and took her hand into the palm of her hand.
The prince of Linjiang, who was regarded by everyone as a man of wealth but with a lot of troubles, was half-sideways, smiling at her in a rare sight.
Shen Qingyi drew his bow and drew an arrow.
She had been in a boudoir since she was a child and had never practiced martial arts. She was only able to call herself passable in equestrian skills.
She had always prided herself on being very smart, but then she suddenly realized that he was probably the only one in the world who could compete with her.
His lips brushed past Shen Qingyi's ears like a dragonfly, and he said softly: "Let me, my minister, teach the empress..."
All the delicate ladies, who have always been the jokesters in the capital, have now turned into riders on the grassland, with horses hooves rustling, bow strings of various colors picking up the strong wind, sharp arrows shooting out of the air, sharp arrows.
Submerged into the prey, leaving behind a desperate scream...
Yuan Wanning had no doubts, but continued to glance at the men around him, thoughtfully.
This is a cruel and bloody contest.
The force was so great that half of the arrow's body actually missed the target.
All the men over there were dissatisfied with Yuan Wanning, and they were all prepared to fight against Yuan Wanning.
She was startled, and instinctively tried to break away, but instead she was held in someone's arms, and the warm breath passed over her ears, causing tingling sensations.
Shen Qingyi could not forget the way Chu Zhengyue looked at her at that time.
As if this could suppress the pounding heart.
It was under such confusion and infatuation that she acquired a superb skill in archery.
But at this moment, she came back to her senses.
Zhao Xian nodded and turned to say something to the boy.
But once again the target was missed.
The envoy from Xiliao couldn't help but sweat secretly, thinking that this woman from Yongchang has such superb archery skills, but she doesn't know what other people's skills are!
In this way, the Western Liao envoys did not dare to make any mistakes, and after presenting the treasure, they left in despair.
He raised the glass to himself and said silently: Congratulations, empress.
Shen Qingyi was not as calm as he appeared.
That day, she forced herself to lift the bowstring that was stained red with blood, closed one eye, struggled to draw the bowstring, and tremblingly aimed the arrow tip at the bullseye——
In order to save Zhao Xian's face, Shen Qingyi secretly practiced archery in the palace every day, pricking her fingers until they were bleeding and not giving up.
Not far behind her, Zhao Xian was following.
It's ambiguous, but it stops there and refuses to get any closer.
Queen Qianyi from her previous life asked in a low voice, but her voice was unexpectedly trembling.
It's a pity that since entering the deep palace, even this only skill for masturbating has become a luxury for her.
With the echo of the whip whip hitting the ground, everyone drew their bows and stepped on their horses, running in all directions.
No matter who it is, she will definitely survive beautifully and find the assassin!
The powerful regent came in and out of the palace as a routine matter. Even though she was the queen, even in the middle of the night, when he came to her palace, it was like entering the front door of a house.
That assassin is probably among the group of people in front of him right now!
But, who exactly could it be?
The man behind him chuckled lightly, then clamped his elbows and hugged Shen Qingyi completely into his arms.
Yuan Wanning noticed something strange about her, frowned, turned around and asked: "Ayao, what's wrong with you?"
"In this way... you can hit the target."
The man's voice was so close to his ear that it was extremely deep.
He treated her like a kite in mid-air, always distant and distant, which made her feel confused.
She glanced at the arrows scattered all over the ground and sighed.
"Chu Zhengyue, you are so impudent!"
Today is still the same as the past few days, I don’t know how many times I missed the target.
His voice was as gentle as water, but the movements of his hands were not sloppy at all. The arrow fell out of the bow, the arrow shot through the air, and hit the bright red bull's-eye.
Later, the envoy from the Western Liao Dynasty came to offer treasures and deliberately brought a master of archery who could penetrate a Yangliang hundreds of miles away in order to humiliate Emperor Yongchang.
From that day on, he visited her palace every night on the pretext of teaching archery. He would hold her in his arms, touch her fingers and palms, and rub her ears and temples together...
The young man has a pair of long eyebrows flying sideways into his temples, his eyes are like stars falling at night, his nose is like a dangerous peak, and his thin lips are sharp. The broken hair in front of his forehead and beside his ears hangs freely in the air, and his hair is tied high, giving him a free and uninhibited look.
His appearance and beauty are unlike those of a human being.
Or someone she hadn't noticed?
She swept over countless people and finally tightened her grip on the reins.
However, before she could realize why Chu Zhengyue was looking at her, she suddenly felt a chill on her back.
In her mind, all the past life events were ignored.
Shen Qingyi didn't know when she started to realize that she was vaguely looking forward to Chu Zhengyue's arrival.
Shen Qingyi stroked the long bow in his hand and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at a person, but he was looking at the same person.
Half a month later, the archery masters from Xiliao came to shoot arrows in public to challenge the ministers. However, they saw the queen on the phoenix chair did not even raise her eyelids, and chopped the arrows shot by the masters from Xiliao with a seemingly casual arrow.
Became two halves.
While everyone was secretly fighting, the boy guarding the hunting ground came to report that all the birds and animals had been released into the forest.
Is it Meng Yi, Zhao Xian, Liu Muzhi, or the Crown Prince Dingxihou?
There was an obvious sense of playfulness in the smile.
Shen Qingyi rode the horse with an indifferent expression.
Just now, she clearly noticed that there was an extremely hateful look staring at her...
Shen Qingyi smiled reluctantly and said: "It's nothing, I'm just wondering where the assassin went."
“If you want to hit the target, you should have eyes like an eagle, shoulders like mountains, arms like scimitars, and legs like a big frame.
Wherever he looked, a white fox appeared.
The tip of her arrow pointed directly at the white fox's life gate, her eyes cold.
