Xu was speechless, and after a while, Jiang Heng responded to the system: "If according to what you said, the strategy for the little princess is to make her fall in love with me, then why should I help her grab the lanterns for other men?" ”

The system was eerily silent for a long time, and finally just pretended to be dead and continued to repeat the request.

Luan Yijin looked at Jiang Heng in the rest of his eyes, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was funny or funny.

Jiang Heng didn't get an answer from the system, so he could only stand up and bow his hand to Luan Yijin: "Then I'll go pick lotus lanterns for His Highness." ”

Without waiting for Luan Yijin to answer, he left the painting boat like the wind and joined the battle outside.

Luan Yijin looked at him, got up and came to the railing of the painting boat, and could see Jiang Heng standing on the bamboo boat from a distance, quickly heading towards the nearest lotus pot.

And there are already a number of bamboo boats gathered around the lotus pot in that place, and they look crowded together from a distance, so it is not chaotic.

Jiang Heng let the bamboo boats stop at the periphery, and with a light footstep, he skimmed over the bamboo boats that collided together. stepped on the imperial lotus leaf, like a gust of wind, snatched the lotus and turned around and floated back to his bamboo boat.

Before the flower guests could react, Jiang Heng's bamboo boat had already gone towards the next lotus flower bowl at the fastest speed.

Looking at the bamboo boat that quickly evacuated, and the flower guests who were scolding and chasing him on the side, he felt inexplicably funny, and the giggling sound of patting the railing even heard the maids behind him.

Langyan Pavilion will cast lotus flowers every once in a while for all the flower guests to grab the lanterns, twelve at a time. Even Luan Yijin himself couldn't have imagined that Jiang Heng's movements were so fast, and when he came back, the handful of lotus flowers in his hand was really amazing.

As soon as Jiang Heng entered the painting boat, he handed the lotus flower to Luan Yijin. The weather in this twilight summer was already hot, and after such a while, Jiang Heng already had a thin layer of sweat on his face.

Luan Yijin took the lotus flowers and counted them roughly, a total of seven, some of which also had fresh water droplets on them, gorgeous but not enchanting, and had a kind of fragrance, which was really beautiful and tight. Nearly half of the lotus flowers in this scene were snatched by Jiang Heng, which was really too hateful.

Luan Yijin put the lotus on the table and poured Jiang Heng a cup of herbal tea.

On the pavilion of Langyan Pavilion, babbling and humming began to sing again, and silk and bamboo wind music accompanied by the fragrance of flowers lifted the vermilion gauze curtain of the boat.

The few people who had just gone out also came back with chatter, and Wan Rong shouted as soon as he walked into the painting boat: "General, how can you bully people like this?" ”

Luan Fengming in the back responded: "That's it, auntie, why are you still interested in asking for help?" ”

Luan Yijin shook her head, she picked out the petals from the fruit bowl and threw the petals of the watermelon into her mouth: "This is not bad for me, this is the lotus flower that the little general voluntarily helped me snatch." ”

She shook the eye-catching bouquet of lotus flowers, the buds trembled, and a few of the flowers that were already in full bloom were shaken off the petals.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Heng. The expressions of each one can be described as weird, thinking about it, they don't know why Jiang Heng should take the initiative to fight for other men for Luan Yijin.

This kind of thing, even Jiang Heng himself can't think about it. He picked up the teacup and drank it to cover up his embarrassment.

Still laughing here, Jin Xiangyun, who was the last to board the painting boat, took out the pitcher and stood beside Jiluan Fengming with great momentum: "Come on!" Since Her Highness is bad, we can't let her go. ”

Jiang Heng looked at the pitcher and arrow feathers: "Pitcher? ”

Luan Yijin also looked at the few people over there who were discussing how to pour her wine: "Just throw the arrow into the pot, and the one who hits more wins." ”

Jiang Heng looked at the good feather arrow that had been removed, and his words were a little dry, and his low voice seemed to be only talking to himself, he said, "Can the arrow be used as such a plaything?" ”

When he was at the border pass, he raided the border city with brutality, Jiang Heng and others defended the city for half a month, the city ran out of ammunition and food, and the archers had no arrows to shoot, so they could only raise their machetes and fight the enemy to the death.

The battle was extremely tragic, and after two days of bloody fighting, reinforcements finally arrived, and the barbarians were defeated. The people who survived were all promoted to military positions, but Jiang Heng still couldn't go to that scene, the companions around him fell down one by one, the blood stained the city wall red, and the smell of rust seemed to corrode people's hearts.

"It's not proper, Your Highness, her pot throwing skills are already very good, let's count it here, maybe in the end she can still get a full pot." Hong Yanyan rubbed her chin, "Since the general snatched our lotus flowers for her, why don't you let the general cast the pot for her?" ”

After thinking about it for a while, they all agreed to this idea and looked at Luan Yijin in unison. Luan Yijin spread his hands and said that he had no objection.

Jiang Heng stood in front of the pitcher like a duck on the shelf, his hand holding the feather arrow trembled slightly, and he turned to look at Luan Yijin.

Luan Yijin raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "You can rest assured and boldly vote." ”

Jiang Heng shook his hand holding the arrow, and Luan Fengming next to him looked at Jiang Heng and did not move, and took the lead in urging: "Vote, cast quickly." ”

Jiang Heng pursed his lips, aimed at the mouth of the pot, and threw the feather arrow in his hand, everyone's eyes were on the feather arrow, only to see the feather at the end of the arrow rubbing the bottle and falling to the ground, making a crisp snapping sound.

Missed.

The audience was silent for a moment, and Luan Fengming stroked his palms and laughed: "Go get the wine!" Please come to Lang Yenkaku's fiercest paradise! ”

Elysium is the secret recipe of Langyan Pavilion, and those who are not regular customers of Langyan Pavilion do not know the existence of Elysium. Drinking a glass of Elysium before the grace of the flower guest can seem to be in the clouds of Bliss, hence the name of the wine.

In the interval between getting wine, Luan Fengming easily threw in an arrow, which made several people who watched the show even more excited. As soon as the wine cup was served, Fu Qian had already filled a glass of wine for Luan Yijin and put it in front of Luan Yijin.

Luan Yijin didn't say anything, and as soon as he raised his head very cooperatively, he poured the wine down. After drinking, he bared his teeth and said in a dumb voice, "Go on." ”

There were a total of eight feather arrows, and Jiang Heng and Luan Fengming each held three in their hands.

After the two throws, Jiang Heng's hands kept shaking, I don't know what nerves were touched by this situation, he didn't shoot an arrow.

Luan Yijin drank glass after glass, Paradise is extremely strong wine, but after three glasses, Luan Yijin's eyes were already blurred.

Wan Rong couldn't help but ridicule: "I didn't expect the general's hand to hold the bow was quite stable, but it was not good to play with the pitcher." ”

Jiang Heng stood there, listening to the low laughter of several people around him, and slightly clenched the feather arrow in his hand.

Luan Yijin's already somewhat vague voice came from behind him: "Vote!" Throw another arrow! ”

There was a little depression on her face, and her suspicious eyes swept straight towards Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng pursed his lips, his gaze fell fixedly on the pitcher, and he raised his hand again to throw the arrow, the arc of the feather arrow was perfect, and there was a crisp clang, and finally it fell steadily into the pot at the last time.