Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

During the meal, Feng Xuanche suddenly looked at Du Xuechun with the tableware and asked, "Does Chun'er want to learn bow and arrow?"

"Yes, if I learn, I will be able to protect myself and the people I want to protect even if there is no poison on my body in the future!" Du Xuechun was taken aback for a while, then nodded.

"Do you really meet that Chu Junhe by chance?" Feng Xuan Che continued to ask.

"Really! What did I lie to you? I really just saw the hundred catties weight of the bow, suddenly came to the outskirts to practice arrows!"

"Ok!"

Seeing Du Xuechun's clear eyes looking at him, and seeing no falsehood, Feng Xuanche nodded, and finally chose to believe her.

"Then tomorrow, I will teach you how to practice arrow, okay?" Feng Xuan Che raised his head, looking longingly at Du Xuechun.

Du Xuechun wanted to say that she really didn't need to care about her and Chu Junhe, but seeing Feng Xuanche's expression, Du Xuechun had to swallow again.

"Okay, teach me tomorrow!" Du Xuechun smiled and nodded.

"Okay!" After Feng Xuanche heard Du Xuechun's promise, he smiled happily like a child, only to dance with his hands, his brows, eyes, and lips were full of smiles.

"By the way, what did you do to Du Heng?" Du Xuechun lowered her head, poked the rice in the bowl, and suddenly looked at Feng Xuanche seriously and asked.

"It's nothing, he's the prime minister, what can I do with him?" Feng Xuanche shrugged nonchalantly, but after meeting Du Xuechun's gaze, he lowered his head subconsciously and picked up the dish in front of him. I ate for myself.

"Say it, it doesn't matter, he has nothing to do with me. To be honest, I can't even wait for him to be broken into pieces by myself!"

Du Xuechun knew that Feng Xuan Che must have something to hide from herself, so she blew it up lightly. Seeing Feng Xuanche's reaction, she couldn't say how she felt, she just felt relieved in her heart.

"Really?" Feng Xuanche carefully raised his head and looked at Du Xuechun.

"Really." Du Xuechun nodded.

Seeing that Du Xuechun didn't have a different color on his face, Feng Xuanche explained the reason why he was always erratic these days.

It turned out that Feng Xuan Che saw that the court was openly unable to deal with Prime Minister Du. After all, there were a group of party members around Prime Minister Du, and Feng Xuan Che had to send a secret guard to do it.

Feng Xuan Che searched for a person who was able to dissolve, and had a body and voice similar to Prime Minister Du. He asked him to have a civet cat in exchange for the prince. On the way out of the palace, Prime Minister Du was stunned and loaded into a carriage and pretended to be Prime Minister Cheng Du.

In a few days, the fake Prime Minister Du will report violent death from the mansion. The real Prime Minister Du has been imprisoned by Feng Xuanche long ago, suffering the pain of daily bloodshed.

Prime Minister Du bit his tongue several times because he couldn't stand the torture. After receiving the news, Feng Xuanche rushed to the dungeon to check the situation of Prime Minister Du. He ordered someone to cut off his tongue. Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Du could not survive the seventh day. Died in the past.

Hearing Feng Xuanche's words, Du Xuechun didn't have a trace of sympathy or reluctance in her heart. Instead, she was full of unwillingness. How could that animal die so easily?

"I know what you are thinking, and I will not hide anything from you in the future. Only this matter, you can't touch your hands, I will solve it for you."

Feng Xuanche worried that Du Xuechun was blinded by hatred. He couldn't let her do this kind of murder of his father! He didn't want to let her hands be covered with blood.

"Thank you!"

"We two don't need to thank you!"

...

Second day

Du Xuechun waited for a long time at that place yesterday, and finally saw Feng Xuanche coming.

He rode a short and sturdy brown Mongolian horse with no decoration on the saddle, and he himself was dressed neatly, with only a white sweat scarf tied around his waist, which was even more heroic in simplicity.

Feng Xuan Che got off the horse and walked over slowly.

"Give you."

When something flew towards him, Du Xuechun stretched out his hand to catch it, only to see a small red bow.

Although the bow is not big, it is extremely heavy. The pattern on the bow is simple and simple. I don't know which dynasty or generation it is. The carvings are almost flattened. Two words are engraved on the grip: Yingyue.

"This thing was handed in from Yunnan, and was offered as a tribute by the people below. It has been piled up in the warehouse, and it is about to accumulate dust. This bow is useless if you put it there. You can just take it and use it. Useful." Feng Xuan Che said lightly.

Feng Xuan Che saw that Du Xuechun took the bow and smiled, and he became happy too.

At noon, Feng Xuanche was teaching Du Xuechun how to use the bow and how to use strength. Du Xuechun discovered that what Feng Xuanche taught her was more careful than what Chu Junhe taught her.

Originally, Du Xuechun was worried that if Chu Junhe came, he would be embarrassed when he touched Feng Xuanche. Unexpectedly, he was worried all morning, but he was not connected to Chu Junhe.

Du Xuechun guessed that Chu Junhe must have been entangled by some beauty, so he couldn't come forward, so he secretly relieved.

"Let me try!"

Du Xuechun smiled at Feng Xuan, floating three feet away like a willow leaf.

She raised her bow, took out an arrow from the quiver, and took out an arrow without aiming. Immediately after that, he brushed two arrows, and the meteor chased the moon like a moon, and as expected, all of them passed through and nailed to the same place.

Feng Xuan Che was about to applaud, but Du Xuechun took out three more arrows from the quiver and shot them out together on the bow.

The feather arrow over there just hit the target, and here Du Xuechun took out three more arrows. The three arrows passed through the three arrows. The position was not bad at all. Although it would not sink into the feathers, its accuracy was nothing to say.

Feng Xuanche couldn't help clapping his hands and yelled out loudly: "Yes, not bad, my Chun'er is really smart. In such a short time, he has mastered the essentials of archery!"

"It's better taught by the master!" Du Xuechun was also particularly happy when he saw it, and humbled his hands at Feng Xuanche, learning the appearance of people from the world.

It takes a lot of hard work to do anything, just one or two days is not enough, so Feng Xuanche promised Du Xuechun would accompany her to practice this bow and arrow for the next few days.

However, in the imperial city, after the news of Prime Minister Du's violent death came out from the Prime Minister Du's mansion, all the members of Prime Minister Du's party became confused, and Feng Xuan Che had to rush back to the imperial city to stabilize the people.

"Chun'er, you will be here waiting for me tomorrow afternoon, I will definitely come back!" Du Xuechun had to nod her head and agreed, and Feng Xuanche left overnight.

On the second day, Du Xuechun waited boredly. Originally, she was hiding in the bushes. Later, she ran under the willow tree and kept looking around. Later, she sat under the willow tree with only her bow, staring at the sky in a daze.

When the stars first appeared and the moonlight was dim, she finally stood up slowly.

"Cheat... It turns out that they are all liars... Chu Junhe lied, you lied too!"

Du Xuechun kept tapping the grass under his feet with his bow, waiting alone. I don't know how long she waited, she finally came to the big willow tree that was used as a target.

The arrow marks were still on the top. Du Xuechun looked at it for a while, and drew an arrow from the quiver behind him, and carefully scratched all those arrow marks one by one.

The arrow pierced her palm and plunged deeply into the flesh, but Du Xuechun didn't know it. She only scratched attentively until the bullseye was messed up. Then she stopped and threw the blood-stained arrow on the ground.

Then she returned to the other courtyard with the small bow and hands full of blood. Seeing that Du Xuechun's complexion was not good, the people all dared not speak more, fetching a pot of warm water for Du Xuechun.