Probably because of the words of the dragon martingale, it worked, or maybe Lu Liangwei had already mastered the trick, and then, she easily shot at the tree pole, but the strength was still a little insufficient, and the arrow did not go deep.

Long Ying stood behind her and said softly, "It's a good shot, let's stop here today." ”

Lu Liang nodded slightly, handed the bow to him, and shook his somewhat sore arm.

Seeing this, the dragon martingale asked, "Your arm is sore?" ”

Lu Liang nodded slightly, "A little." "When I shoot arrows, my arms have to be raised, and after lifting them for so long, it does get a little sore.

After handing the bow to Chu Qi, Long Ying pulled up Lu Liangwei's arm and pinched it for her, "Isn't this better?" ”

Lu Liang pursed his lips slightly and laughed, "It's a little itchy." ”

Long Ying coaxed: "You bear with it." ”

"Oh."

……

On the evening of the last day of the autumn hunt, a bonfire was held on the grass outside the paddock.

This is a long-standing rule of the Great Shang royal family.

On the last day of each autumn hunt, a grand bonfire is held on the grass next to the paddock.

Everyone will show their prey to show their achievements.

After that, the prey is slaughtered and roasted on the fire, while the dancing queen dances around the bonfire.

In addition to the dancing girls, the daughters of celebrities present also appeared one after another, showing their talents.

Lu Liangwei sat next to the dragon martingale, eating barbecue while enjoying the song and dance, but he didn't touch the wine glass.

When Long Ying saw it, she suddenly remembered that when she returned to Ning last time, she drank with Wu Hongming, but secretly replaced it with tea, and she was already curious about her amount of alcohol.

He raised an eyebrow and quietly fed the glass to her lips.

Lu Liang subconsciously opened his lips to drink, but soon smelled the smell of wine, immediately closed his mouth, and turned his head to look at the emperor in confusion.

"Drink a little wine and moisten your throat." Long Ying said with a smile.

"The emperor can drink it himself, and I will eat fruit." Lu Liangwei put down his chopsticks, forked a piece of fruit with a silver stick, and ate it in his mouth.

"Can't you drink in a slight way?" The dragon martingale looked at her and asked puzzled.

Lu Liang thought about it slightly, lowered his voice and said, "It's not that I can't drink, it's just that when I get drunk, I will go crazy with alcohol." ”

"Drunk?" The dragon martingale asked with interest, "What does it look like to be slightly drunk?" ”

"Will hit people." Lu Liang said solemnly.

Long Ying smiled, "It's okay, I'm here, I won't let you do that kind of thing." As he spoke, he put the glass to her lips and persuaded, "Just drink a little." ”

Lu Liangwei was very suspicious when he saw him persistently persuading himself to drink.

Why is the emperor so boring?

She was just about to refuse, but she saw Concubine De sitting not far away, and suddenly stood up.

Lu Liangwei noticed that in the center of the venue, I don't know when, there was already a piano case.

It turned out that it was Concubine De's turn to play.

Concubine De smiled, walked to the piano case and sat down, pressed her fingers on the strings, and gently plucked it.

In fact, someone has played it before, so Concubine De's talent is not outstanding.

Originally, everyone was not attracted, but as the music played, everyone's attention was attracted.

Even Lu Liangwei was a little surprised.

Because this song is really good, the key is that this song is still very familiar, and it is the song that the emperor played for her last time.

She didn't know if this song was original by the emperor, but now when she heard Concubine De play it, she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.

In addition, when Concubine De was playing the piano, her eyes kept glancing at the dragon martingale.

The eyes of the autumn water seemed to contain some kind of affection, and he wanted to speak.