After receiving the benefits, he immediately turned into a dog-legged appearance, and smiled and welcomed the two of them into the Door Rose Garden.

They were taken to the atrium, and in the courtyard, a row of kettles for pitchers had been arranged.

The middle three calibers are smaller, and the outer calibers are larger.

Liu Qingyao had been sitting and waiting for her for a long time, she was wearing a golden light gauze overall, a thin cicada wing rose bodice inside, a green and soft smoke skirt with green flowers, a thin willow waist, and a shaved shoulder.

Leaning on the circle chair elegantly, the big girl on the side held an umbrella for her, and a table was placed on the right hand side, on which a fruit bowl was located, which was full of dazzling fruits.

Seeing that Hua Xiangrong came, she didn't move her body, and she didn't regard her as a real princess at all.

"Princess, let's learn how to throw pots today. Throwing a pot is the easiest and no-brainer, you just stand behind this line and take the arrow on the side and throw it into the spout. ”

She didn't have the heart to teach Hua Xiangrong at all, if it weren't for the prince's oppression, she wouldn't have bothered to teach.

Teaching is teaching, and how well she learns depends on herself.

Playing with her right hand with her left hand, the color of the newly made Kodan is blood red, and she is quite satisfied with this color.

He didn't raise his eyebrows, and continued: "This is a technical job, and it can't be practiced overnight, and there are only a few days left before the flower-viewing meeting in August, so you can practice it quickly." ”

Lu Liu stepped forward, saluted Liu Qingyao, and bent her knees: "I've seen Concubine Liu, this is my princess a little careful, and I hope Concubine Liu will smile." ”

Liu Qingyao still didn't look at them squarely, and glanced at the maid who was waiting on the side.

The maid stepped forward, took the gift box, and threw it directly to the ground.

The little green willow girl was angry, but she was helpless, so she could only grit her teeth and stare at the little girl who had lost their gift box.

Liu Qingyao sneered, continued to look at the Kodan on her nails, and said coldly: "Okay, hurry up and stand aside, don't hinder your master from practicing throwing pots." ”

Hua Xiangrong hooked up the hem of her skirt, walked behind the white line, picked up a feather arrow, and looked at the position of the spout of the pot, and asked humbly: "Isn't it, just throw this feather arrow into that pot?" ”

"Hmm." Liu Qingyao snorted coldly.

It's so simple, she thought it was something like a pitcher.

That's it? That's it?

Boom.

Throw an arrow casually, hit the second spout on the right, and the feather arrow was inserted into the spout of the pot and turned around gorgeously, and then quietly inserted it in the middle.

"......" Liu Qingyao got up and frowned, a little incredulous.

"You're just a coincidence, you throw another arrow."

"Oh."

Hua Xiangrong picked up another feather arrow, but this time he didn't aim at it, and threw it out directly.

Or the second spout on the right, hitting the bull's-eye, and the arrow just now made a companion.

Liu Qingyao's eyes widened angrily, and she clenched her hands with jealousy, and her long nails didn't hurt when they dug into the flesh.

Obviously, she has practiced hard for more than ten years to achieve today's achievements, and it is really unfair that she actually has such a talent.

"You try the three small spouts in the middle?" She pointed to the three pots in the middle with small spouts, and she didn't believe them.

"Okay." Hua Xiangrong picked up a feather arrow indifferently, and the misty eyes narrowed, and he visually examined the position of the spout.

Shout!!

Center spout.