After Yun Yanzheng took a sip of the wine in the glass, he vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart. Why did she think that Dongfang Chuliu's body was really weak, and it seemed that she couldn't even touch a little wine. Looking at his face closely, it seems that he is getting more and more pale, and his expression seems to be really not a delirium.

Was he really in any pain? Then why did the secret sentinel tell her that he was good at drinking and could not pour a thousand cups?

This is also too contradictory.

After this debate was over, Yun Yanzheng deliberately paid attention to Dongfang Chuliu's figure, but saw that he was walking so firmly and firmly, and he didn't look like he was sick at all.

As everyone knows, not long after Dongfang Chuliu walked out of the main hall, he asked the attendants on the side where he could change his clothes, all because he had slipped his wine glass and wet his clothes, which was rude. The attendant nodded, and then led him and his attendant away from the crowd to a side hall with a closed door to change clothes.

Soon after, the Chengguo spy who secretly followed him in a hidden place outside the hall saw Dongfang Chuliu and his attendants coming out of the palace. followed the attendant and returned to the way out of the palace.

One of the spies carefully approached the side hall, listened carefully for a long time, confirmed that there was no one in the hall, and then dispersed out of the palace.

In the secret room of the side hall, Dongfang Chuliu, who had just come in, was lying on the bed, and after his fingers crushed a medicine and ate it, he was secretly pranayama.

Next to a few cases in front of the bed, sat a worried Yun Yanjin. After seeing that he had improved a little, he asked in a deep voice, "Can you finish the competition like this?" There are also platoon formations in the back, as well as military strategy and martial arts, which not only require intelligence, but also physical strength. ”

Dongfang Chuliu still hugged the mink fur tightly, the mask was half covered, lying on the couch on his back, sneering with his eyes closed, and said tepidly: "Yan Jin doesn't have to worry about the sky. ”

"Who are those sneaky people out there following you?" Yun Yanjin looked at him with her arms crossed and asked in a low voice.

Dongfang Chuliu smiled disappreciatively, and replied softly: "It's mediocre talent if you don't attract envy, how do I know who they are?" ”

How could you not know? Yun Yanjin pursed her lips and said in her heart. There was a trace of concern in his eyes, and he said, "You lie down!" It's okay to leave the palace again after another hour. ”

Dongfang Chuliu stopped talking, just closed his eyes and lay quietly. Yun Yanjin didn't know if he was out of his mind or if he was really asleep. Dongfang Chuliu was thinking about Chengguo's spies in his heart at the moment, and he arranged a scene for the real Dongfang Chuliu to really confuse those spies - make an appointment with a group of children of the family to drink and celebrate, go outside the city to try horse racing, fall from the horse, or lose a game. Also, Gu Xi, who was far away, also came out with some news of repeated serious injuries in due time, and some secret and secret behaviors to confuse the other party's ears and eyes.

Soon it was the day of the competition for the formation of troops and the strategic planning of the army.

In the winter hall, the stove is burning with the fragrance of flowers and fruits.

Dongfang Chuliu still hugged his mink fur and sat upright behind a few cases, his expression was sometimes out of the world. But as soon as he spoke, everyone in the palace was intimidated by his momentum, such a cautious thinking, such a unique vision, such an incisive war theory, and such profound words. And the formation and strategy of him and Qin Wuxian in the snow with a real army battle are surprising, Qin Wuxian is simply defeated for three miles, the defeat is like a mountain, and he is powerless to resist.

The eyes of everyone who looked at this man who had been unknown for many days were a little different, and they were respectful; Shocked.

The more people he befriended, in order to prevent the flaws from being exposed, the real Dongfang Chuliu only came out occasionally to socialize, and he also took on a posture of not squinting.

Yun Yanzheng couldn't help but feel a little entangled in his heart, now looking at the momentum of this Oriental Chu Liu, it is simply unstoppable, and he can't be opened. How to break this game? But in a blink of an eye, I thought that the imperial brother was afraid that she didn't want the person who won in the end to be the patriarch of this small border country. He would naturally find a way to make Qin Wuxian win, and it was not her turn to worry about this matter at the moment. Thinking about the emperor's worried and depressed situation at this moment, she also smiled lazily and no longer paid attention to this matter.

After the martial arts competition began, Yun Yanzheng realized that his worries were a little unnecessary. This Dongfang Chuliu's martial arts are extremely poor, and he actually lost every field, and he lost every game. A trace of weirdness secretly rose in her heart, but she quickly denied her thoughts, looking at the way he stood with his arms in his arms, she was afraid that it was really not a material for martial arts, so it was understandable that her martial arts were not good.

How can a person be perfect?

Unless it's Gu Xi.

There was a hint of sadness in her eyes. Now her marriage has been rumored in Kyushu, and what about him? Where are you? What are you doing? When he heard the news, he smiled faintly, and then put down the information in his hand again? Still is......

Still is...... How?

What did she want him to do?

The palace people sang loudly.

Yun Yan suddenly came back to his senses and raised his head, who is going to test archery? Looking at the layout from the seat. Ten screens, from a hundred steps away, every ten steps one, each screen is a different splendid pattern, there are various colors of peonies to compete for beauty; There are beauties dressed; There were many people racing horses; There are white cranes perched on pines; There are colorful butterflies playing with plums; There are fireworks; There are magnificent mountains and rivers...... It's all sorted.

The question of the competition is that the shooter shoots every thing on the screen according to the instructions of the palace people, such as the bee on the red peony; For example, the comb on the hand of the dressing maid; For example, the eyes of white cranes; For example, the tentacles of butterflies and so on. And every time an arrow is fired, it must not penetrate the second screen in front of it, otherwise it will be considered a loss.

Such an approximate impossible, almost harsh topic, I don't know whose idea it was?

In the end, there were only three people who dared to participate: Qin Wuxian, Qiu Mingzhi, and Dongfang Chuliu.

Yun Yanzheng bit his lip in confusion, what is the purpose of such a competition? She turned her head to look at Emperor Wei, only to see that the imperial brother had a calm and calm face, and finally said it, and said that it was the topic she gave to everyone. Yun Yanzheng was so depressed and surprised in her heart, how did this become her idea?

She looked at the faces of the contestants one by one, and smiled at them one by one, but saw that the corners of Dongfang Chuliu's lips, who seemed to be weak, curled slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Yun Yanzheng's heart fluttered, and he felt that there was some mystery in this?

After two games, Qin Wuxian only failed to pass through the last screen with the tip of the arrow. But it was two arrows away from Qiu Mingzhi, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, revealing a bright smile.

The last to play was naturally Dongfang Chuliu.

He slowly took off his mink coat and handed it to the attendants beside him. The light gray tunic inside was revealed, and the slender figure dressed a plain dress gracefully, which was different from the impression he gave in the past, and revealed a brilliant and dazzling demeanor.

The mask on his face still looks dazzling in the thin winter sun. Everyone saw that he slowly took out a light gray cloth belt from his sleeve, and unhurriedly tied it to his eyes, smiled slightly at the corner of his lips, and walked step by step to lead the field, standing firmly in front of the white line at his feet.

The attendant took the bow into his hand and bowed back.

When everyone reacted, he wanted to blindfold his eyes to shoot an archery competition, and there was an uproar in the audience, and there were those who were arrogant; There are those who scorn and laugh; There are those who do not agree.

Yun Yanzheng only looked at him in a daze, silently. The figure stood in the wind, with both hands open the bow and arrows, so steady, so focused, so fearless, so resolute, so fierce, so domineering. Suddenly, after a burst of shock, a lonely figure in his heart overlapped with it, at that time, dressed in white, the man stood on the head of Huicheng, the glow was full of sky, flying feathers like meteors, and an arrow shot the general of Yuguo through the heart, lungs and shoulder blades.

Her heart was pounding, a memory and a pain in her heart rolled out of her heart, Yun Yanzheng even couldn't control the soreness and bitterness in her eyes, and the arrows of the person in front of her had already been fired.

"Pink Bud!"

"Fireflies in the fan!"

"Dark Horse Red Silk!"

"White-winged feathers!"

"Purple butterfly tentacles!"

"Aoba in the flowers!"

"Birds on the river!"

……

Every time the palace people called a question, there was a stream of arrows galloping out from the hands of Dongfang Chuliu, the arrow was fierce, the strength was relaxed, and the arrow was in the middle of the project, and it fell through the topic without damaging the second screen. Every time a screen is shot, a palace person will remove one in the interval.

The snowflakes slowly fell again, falling one by one on the man's long hair, clothes, arms, and eyes, as if someone's gentle and affectionate gaze was lingering on his body, reluctant and lingering.

"Plop" on the ground.

The last arrow, shot from his finger, landed firmly on the curled left foot of a bird. There was silence on the field for a while, only pure white snowflakes scattered freely, and the man in the field was covered with his head, and he handed his bow and arrows to the attendants who had come. Then he slowly raised his hand to pick off the cloth belt on his eyes, stood firmly in place, raised his eyes slightly to look at Yun Yanzheng, and raised a very faint smile on the corner of his lips.

As pure as a snowflake, yet bewildering.

He reached out to wipe the snow off his hair, but as if remembering something, he paused and put his hand down. He smiled quietly, but his mouth was slowly pouring the spilled blood down his throat. At the right time, the other waiter seemed to be unhappy and unslow to drape the mink fur on his body, but in fact, he was very eager in his heart, but he didn't want to be seen by others, so it seemed to be natural for Dongfang Chuliu to hug the mink qiu.

After the attendant finished putting on his mink fur for him, he immediately bowed to the people on the throne and said, "Emperor Qiwei, our patriarch has suffered from cold since he was a child. Now that he has been bullied by Xueqi, he is afraid that he will fall seriously ill in the future, and he asks Emperor Wei to allow our patriarch to go down to change his clothes first, and then come to thank him and listen to the results. ”