Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

She was aiming for a serious, cool move.

At this moment, Song Jiuyue saw the chill in her eyes.

Song Jiuyue frowned and looked quietly at Song Yue.

How is she different this time than she was just now?

How do you feel about that?

Song Aimed at the target in front of him without worries and was ready for the strings.

She stood, pulled her bow... a hundred times more skilled than she was just now.

Song Yumei snapped his lips in disgrace. Look, Song Wuxi is pretending again.

One minute later.

Song hasn't shot an arrow in his hand yet.

Song Jingmei hurried: “Come on, don't you dare shoot? ”

Song did not worry to pick her eyebrows. She thought that she had learned to shoot arrows for the first time and was 10 years old in her previous life.

She talked to the ambitious man, Qingmei Bamboo Horse, who loved to play with arrows and often said he wanted to grow up to be a general.

Song knew from a young age that he would join the army, so in order to be able to be with him, he liked it when he was a kid, and she liked it when she was a kid.

He learned to shoot arrows, and she followed. He learned to ride horses, and she followed. He practiced his sword, and she followed...

He taught his dad how to shoot her.

She is ten years old, he is thirteen... and when he teaches her any skill, he is as serious and impatient as his older brother.

Their childhood was beautiful, even eight years after the war.

Until he beat down his own mountains, owned his own palace, and everything changed...

To think of it, Song's worry-free eyes darkened.

Heart, there is a hint of pain.

She blinked and suddenly her back was stiff.

Is she stupid?

To think of the target in front as the ungrateful man, to end his life with an arrow, to see if he dared to punish her.

“It was a pureblood horse, gentle and fast, and I called it Flash.” Pastoral laughed.

They picked the horse and walked back towards Song without worries.

Gu Qiang's face was faint, “I still use Ah Hak. ”

Hei, though raised on the pasture of Pastoral Ancient, will ride it every time Gu Zheng comes.

The lightning bolt in Pastoral Mouth is even better, in his opinion, than his black.

Pastoral laughed, "Okay, let's compare my Flash to your Black, see who's the real Flash. ”

……

“Why haven't you fired yet?” Song Yumei is in a hurry, lose and lose. Does delaying time help?

Song did not hear Song Yumei's words, but the words of Pastoral and Gu Yumei reached her ears.

She looked in that direction.

They were dressed in horseback costumes, handsome and forceful.

After watching the horse, Pastor knew he was going to be naked ~ Ben, so he went back and grabbed a white scarf and wrapped it around his lower body for a while.

But he didn't wear it. He put it directly around Gu Zheng's neck.

The wind blew in and the white scarf around Gu Zheng's neck flew and danced.

Similar face, similar body, similar cold, let Ben fall into the memory of Song no worries, again think of Gu Zheng as the ambitious man of previous life.

When she saw the scarf in front of Gu Zheng, which the wind could dance to, she saw the white one brought to her by Lord Chu.

White whitewash, lying neatly in the hands of Chu Palace, Lord Chu read his will to her...

After her will, she looked desperately at him from Lord Chu.

His eyes were cold and there was no temperature at all, and he said he was going to try her personally and send her on the road.

Her heart was numb, unconscious, and she didn't know how scared death was.

She has nothing but despair, nothing but pain, nothing but sadness...