Han Erlang really became the companion of Xiao Jian'an, the seventh son.

When Xiao Yuan was good again, the two of them were a little uncomfortable, and they didn't look away from each other, just as if the other party didn't exist.

Xiao Jian, the seventh son, was at ease, and sat away from Han Tingfang, and after studying, he came to whisper with Xiao Yuan.

"Ten sisters, I didn't choose Han Erlang as a companion. It's the father ......"

Xiao Yuanhao interrupted him: "It's okay, Seventh Brother doesn't have to worry about this." I have no enmity with Han Erlang, and last time it was purely an accident. ”

The seventh prince straightened his chest: "Tenth sister, don't worry, if he bullies you, I will help you beat him!" ”

Xiao Yuan took a good look at the thin body of the Seventh Prince, then looked at Han Tingfang, pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, then I will thank the Seventh Brother first." ”

After noon, there was a five-shot class, and it was Sun Chang who taught this class.

Xiao Yuan was naturally happy to see his grandfather, and he was also very interested in the novel game of pitching pots. But she only played for a while before she lost her patience.

I really don't understand what's so fun about this kind of game. Her arms were sore, and the bamboo arrows she threw out didn't even touch the edge of the pot.

It's better to practice calligraphy in the study.

Chu Qi picked up the bamboo arrow and showed her: "Your Highness looks at the edge of the pot, pinching the bamboo arrow with three fingers, the bamboo arrow is slightly tilted, and the arm is semicircular......"

"Ding", the bamboo arrow collided with the edge of the pot and smoothly entered the pot.

The birthmark on Chu Qi's face became more and more red with excitement, like an octopus on her cheek: "Your Highness, try it." ”

Xiao Yuan was so interested: "I want to practice archery." ”

Chu Qi stuffed the bamboo arrow into Xiao Yuanhao's hand: "If Your Highness wants to practice arrows, you must first learn to throw pots." Wait for His Royal Highness to throw a pot with a hundred shots, and then it is not too late to learn to draw a bow and arrows. ”

Xiao Yuan threw away the bamboo arrow, showed his little paws wrapped in a fine white cloth, and shook it: "My hand is injured, and I can't practice throwing pots." ”

Chu Qi thought about it, bent down to pick up the bamboo arrow, and persistently stuffed it into Xiao Yuanhao's hand: "Your Highness's hand is injured, maybe it is in the way of practicing calligraphy, but it is okay to throw the pot." Your Highness, try again. ”

Xiao Yuan's good hand loosened, and the bamboo arrow fell loosely to the ground: "I don't try." ”

Chu Qi bent down again to pick up the bamboo arrow, and put his hands in front of Xiao Yuanhao: "If Your Highness wants to shoot arrows well, you must practice throwing pots well, at least, at the same level as Qi Yuanhao." ”

Xiao Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Chu Qi, what else do you can't do?" ”

Chu Qi smiled, this smile did not mean that it was good-looking, but it was even more terrifying than when she didn't smile: "Your Highness will, but others won't, and neither will you." His Highness will not and others will, and he will urge His Highness to will. ”

This Chu Qi is really annoying.

Xiao Yuanhao began to miss her lovely eighth sister, and I don't know if the eighth sister was punished today.

"Your Highness," Chu Qi urged her, "Don't be lazy. Let's start throwing pots. ”

Five, six, or seven sons and their companions, like Xiao Yuanhao, are all in the stage of practicing pot throwing.

But they are older than Xiao Yuan, and they have practiced pitching before, so they are naturally easier than Xiao Yuan.

As soon as the sixth son, Xiao Jianyi, leaned over, Xiao Yuan was nervous.

She raised her eyes and looked around, but she didn't see Ah Huan, and comforted herself in her heart, Ah Huan must be hiding in the dark.

Xiao Jian'an, the seventh son, took the initiative to demonstrate to Xiao Yuan: "Tenth sister, don't be afraid, just close your eyes and throw it out." ”

Xiao Jian'an thought very simply, the tenth sister is a girl, she can't throw pots and no one dares to laugh at her, but she is just coaxing her to play, who really expects her to be able to shoot arrows with a bow.

Xiao Yuan is good but has been aroused, a nasty ugly child, who writes better than her, throws pots more accurately than her, and likes to teach her a lesson, is she really a three-year-old child!

She's five years old on the outside, and she's in her twenties on the inside, okay!

I lost seven or eight bamboo arrows in a row, and I was honored that none of them were thrown in, but the last bamboo arrow was touched.

Xiao Yuan shouted excitedly: "Look! The bamboo arrow touched the edge of the pot! ”

Several people laughed, and the seventh son, Xiao Jian'an, was really happy for Xiao Yuan: "Tenth sister, don't be discouraged, practice a few more times, and you will definitely be able to hit." ”

The fifth son, Xiao Jianyu, said with a strange smile: "Seventh brother, don't speak with your conscience. is like the tenth sister, no matter how many times she throws, she can't hit. If you touch the edge of the pot, you can be happy like this, so if you hit it, you can't go crazy. That's pretty much it. ”

Xiao Yuan doesn't like to listen to the fifth son, just like his aunt Zheng Zhaoyuan, he likes to be sarcastic with a mouth, he is obviously a good-looking child, why is he so annoying when he speaks.

She snorted, and the last bamboo arrow in her hand was also thrown, and the people who came to class were still curling, and they hurriedly went to get the bamboo arrows when they saw this.

"Don't vote."

Han Tingfang didn't know when he also came over.

He lost weight again.

The height seems to have risen a little, and the eyebrows and eyes have also grown, which is more pleasing to the eye.

He is like a bamboo shoot in spring, withstanding a storm, jumping up and down.

After a few days of not seeing each other, there are more changes.

Xiao Yuan looked down at his palm, the fine white cloth was wrapped layer after layer, Qianqian felt that the fine white cloth was not good-looking, and embroidered a golden daylily on it.

Her injuries are fine, I don't know if the scars on Han Erlang's body are healed, how dare you provoke her?

Han Tingfang also looked down at Xiao Yuan's palm, the small daylily opened its teeth and claws, and seemed to contain infinite vitality.

He quickly turned his head away, and said sneeringly: "You can't become a fat man by eating one bite." ”

A few older sons saw the two of them together, thinking that they were going to fight again, so they all came together.

The third son, Xiao Jianshi, glanced at Han Tingfang: "Han Erlang, what's the matter, you still want to beat my family?" ”

Xiao Jianxuan, the fourth son, smiled and played a round: "Third brother, don't be so impulsive when you speak." Didn't you start a fight? ”

His companion was Han Tingfang's brother Han Tingrong, and he didn't want to embarrass Han Tingrong too much.

Xiao Jianshi ignored him, and pulled Xiao Yuanhao to his side with one hand: "Ah Hao, did someone bully you?" ”

Xiao Yuan was so busy and coquettish: "Third brother, I want to play archery!" I also want to eat the small fruit you brought back last time, carved into the shape of a lotus. ”

Xiao Jianshi smiled happily: "No problem, go, the third brother will take you to play archery!" ”

Chu Qi followed and caught up: "Third prince, Her Royal Highness the princess has not practiced throwing pots, how can she practice archery?" Besides, she is young and has small arm strength, how can she pull a bow and arrow? ”

Xiao Jianshi glared at Chu Qi, and seemed to smile: "The Chu family is ugly, right?" Did you hear what my sister said? She said she wanted to play archery, play, do you understand? ”

Xiao Yuan almost wanted to applaud Xiao Jianshi, good brother!

The brother and sister played crazy for an afternoon, Xiao Yuan was so satisfied, after eating, he also received a snack from Xiao Jianshi.

It's a pity that she was very happy and sad, and when she took the five-shot class again on the second day, she was punished by Sun Chang, the prince of Dingguo.

Although she was not allowed to stand under the sun, in the summer, one station was half an hour, and adults couldn't stand it, let alone a five-year-old child.

Xiao Yuanhao was sweating profusely, and her two calves were numb, but she didn't dare to move, and as soon as she moved, the whip of the family general Sun Da fell mercilessly.

With a whip down, Xiao Yuan couldn't help it, and cried "wow".

Oh my god, it really hurts!