"Oh, you want to go too? But what I brought with me is good at riding and shooting, how dare I take a man who went to the battlefield and fell off his horse to hunt! Fu Jian said with a smile.

Murong Chong was anxious and angry, knowing that Fu Jian was laughing at him for commanding the Yan army to attack the Qin army, and he was knocked off his horse and fainted for several days, "That was when the horse was hit by a deserter...... Bump...... I crashed, I didn't fall off myself! Murong Chong hurriedly explained.

"Okay, even if you know how to ride a horse, you won't fall off on your own, but how about your archery? You won't miss your prey and shoot me as a prey, right? Fu Jian laughed at himself.

Murong Chong became serious and said, "I can shoot arrows!" It's true! ”

"Okay, you said you can shoot arrows, tomorrow I will go to the court, let's go to the mountain garden behind Luhua Palace, you shoot it to me, if not, don't blame me!"

Murong Chong responded happily, and hurriedly prepared bows and arrows to practice first.

On the second day, Murong Chong confidently went to the mountain forest garden, where several layers of dense pine trees grew, separated from the palace, and then there was an open field, and in a circle of pine trees formed a circle, which was an excellent place to practice martial arts and arrows.

Murong Chong asked Changshi to put the arrow a foot away, and shot it easily, hitting the bull's-eye of the arrow, Murong Chong carried the arrow and looked at Fu Jian proudly.

Fu Jian didn't look at him, only shook his head, and motioned to the attendant beside him, who walked to a place three zhang away with the arrow, only to see Murong Chong, Murong Chong was a little stunned, looked at the distance, and estimated his arm strength, reluctantly took a arrow, pulled the bow and wound it, the arrow flew out, and fell down not far from the arrow, and it couldn't touch the edge of the arrow at all.

Fu Jian crossed his waist and laughed, stretched out his hand and pinched Murong Chong's face and said, "Phoenix, you, you, this archery technique is as tender as your little face, how dare you take you to Luoyang to hunt?" If you accidentally ask the beast to hunt for you, you will not live! ”

Murong Chong's face turned red, the corners of his long eyes raised, and he said unconvinced: "Emperor Feng is just lacking in strength, and this distance from Your Majesty may not be a hundred shots, right?" ”

Fu Jian likes to see Murong Chong in a hurry, he made a look, and more than a dozen attendants ran out of the woods on both sides of the side, each holding a feather in their hands, they walked around for a while, and they didn't know what they were doing, Fu Jian asked Murong Chong: "Have you seen it?" What kind of clothes are they wearing? ”

Murong Chong looked at the past, most of them were wearing black clothes, but for some reason, only one person in the middle was wearing red clothes, Fu Jian lowered his head and said to Murong Chong: "Fenghuang'er, have you seen that one in red clothes?" If I shoot the arrow in the hand of the red robe—"

Fu Jian's face was salivating with an infinite smile, his eyes seemed to peel off Murong Chong's clothes at once, and he said slowly: "Bet, if I shoot the arrow of the red robe, Feng Nu'er, you will serve me as you did that night, okay!" ”

Fu Jian hadn't called Murong a slave in the daytime for a long time, and he also knew that Murong Chong was jealous of this, but today, he wanted to tease him, and he had the chance to win, as he expected, Murong Chong was angry again, and pushed him away, not only his face, but even his ears were red, his voice was low and resolute, and his two eyebrows were raised, shouting: "I'm not Feng Nu'er!" ”

Fu Jian laughed, his Feng Nu'er was anxious again, if he liked Murong Chong the most, it was that he was completely different from the day at night, and when he was Feng Nu'er at night, he was a sweet sugar twister, extremely charming, and he would die on him if he hated it.

But during the day he is like a hedgehog, he is angry at every turn, but whether he is a phoenix slave at night, or a phoenix who is angry during the day, he likes it from the heart, and likes to see all women like dust, of course, except for his sister Murong Wanrou, who is very much like him, his sister is beautiful, where can he be as changeable, he is angry and annoyed, and sometimes charming like a spring breeze, everything is exactly what he has touched all of Fu Jian's **, those beauties sent to the mouth, tired of eating too much, always that dish, But his phoenix is not, he is sometimes sweet and greasy, sometimes he is angry against his hair, which really makes Fu Jian extremely happy, and he is so happy that he can endure any temper he has. Just like now, he doesn't admit that he is the Feng Nu'er who wanted to die last night under him, so what?

Fu Jian laughed out loud and said, "Okay, okay, you are not a phoenix slave now, now you are a phoenix, a phoenix who cannot be a phoenix, only at night you are a phoenix!" ”

"That one at night...... Not me! Murong Chong's face was so red that even his eyes were bloody.

Fu Jian was distressed, how could it be that it wasn't him at night, from last night to now, he and his phoenix have not left an inch, even in the morning, he is also waiting behind the curtain next to him.

Maybe he was awake during the day, so his identity made him uncomfortable, Fu Jian hurriedly hugged him and whispered: "Okay, okay, it's not you at night, Phoenix, are you willing to bet with me, the dozen or so minions opposite, they are running around, can I shoot the one in red clothes in the middle?" ”

"When they shoot arrows while running, will they accidentally hurt people?" Murong Chong immediately forgot that he was still losing his temper and asked with a glare.

Fu Jian let go of him, paced a few steps and stood up, he held an arrow in one hand and a bow in the other, and said with a smile: "Phoenix, you show me a good look!" There's nothing I can't do! ”

He held the bow to his chest and set his position, and the dozen or so attendants on the opposite side got the order and began to run quickly, they were holding arrows in their hands, only a little above their heads, more than a dozen people ran, dazzling, and most of them were in black clothes, and the people in red clothes jumped from the middle to the left, and then to the right, Murong Chong watched with bated breath, but his heart couldn't stop pounding, as long as Fu Jian was slightly off, or his hand hesitated slightly, the person on the opposite side would be killed by the arrow.

Murong Chong and Fu Jian have been together for more than a year, Fu Jian is indeed not a murderous tyrant, on the contrary, he is very kind and generous to his subordinates and the army, such as to their Murong family, such as treating Murong Chong's bad temper, Murong Chong injured Fu Hui, he also tolerated such things, and even for the eunuchs and slaves who made mistakes in the palace, he was very lenient and would not beat and scold and punish, maybe the most wrong thing he did in his life was to turn the phoenix into a phoenix slave...... It's his love for Murong Chong who can't control himself at all!

Murong Chong didn't know why he turned into a phoenix slave at night, he couldn't remember all the processes, but every time he woke up in the early hours of the morning and saw himself curled up naked in Fu Jian's wide arms, he would want to seek death, but now, Fu Jian seems to have figured out some rules, every day, Fu Jian will order someone to carry Murong Chong back to his own collapse, so Murong Chong never looked for death again.

Murong Chong couldn't remember any details of the night, he had suspected what kind of drug Fu Jian had given him, but Murong Chong had done experiments, he insisted on not eating for a day, but when it came to Zi, although he tried to keep his eyes open, he was in a daze, and he couldn't remember anything that happened after Zishi the next day.

Fu Jian glanced at Murong Chong and laughed in a low voice: "Phoenix, you can open your eyes and see clearly!" Remember our bet! ”

After that, his arrow flew out, Fu Jian's bow was bigger and heavier than the ordinary, and the natural arrow was bigger than others, the arrow pierced the air, tore through the air and flew out, Murong Chong's eyes didn't even blink, and he saw that the white feather arrow was flying towards the arrow of the red clothes, he hadn't come back to his senses, the man in the red coat ran over with the arrow, and the red heart of the arrow had Fu Jian's arrow, Fu Jian's arrow was different from the side, and it could be recognized at a glance.

But Murong Chong refused not to be fooled, he blinked his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, your archery is really accurate, let Feng Huang'er go to the card, how about you shoot another arrow?" ”