"You mean, let me beg him?" Thinking of what he said last night, Jiang Shu's brows couldn't help frowning again.

Those words have been spoken, if you go to bow to him again, it will not be trampling your dignity on the ground!

"It's not a begging," Ping Qian said with a slow wave of his hand, "As long as the young lady goes to say soft words, don't embarrass him too much, the prince will take care of the overall situation." ”

"And where is he now?" Jiang Shu lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, and asked lightly.

"It seems to be in the horse farm," Ping Qian thought for a while, "An hour ago, when Steward Zhou sent Jin Yingzi and them over, it seemed to mention that the prince was practicing archery in the horse farm. ”

"An hour ago?" Jiang Shu's expression couldn't help but stiffen, "Then can he still be here now?" ”

"Why don't you go over and have a look first?" Ping Qian suggested.

"Let's go together." Jiang Shu bit his lower lip lightly, shook off the sentence lightly, got up and walked outside.

"Doesn't Miss drink laba porridge?" Ping Qian hurriedly chased two steps forward.

"Let's talk about it when we come back." Jiang Shu didn't look back, and raised his feet to cross the threshold.

"Yes." Ping Qian respectfully agreed, followed quickly, and called Yun Poria in the courtyard and asked her to lead the way.

The three of them walked out of the garden, followed the winding path surrounded by the flowers and trees that had lost their leaves, bypassed several courtyards with unique shapes, and walked to the gate of the horse farm located on the west side of the palace, which was already about a cup of tea.

Jiang Shu took the first step and stepped through the wide arc doorway without a door panel, and walked in, and saw Zhu Changxun, who was dressed in pure white and straight, with a quiver on his shoulder, holding a bow and arrow, riding on a red horse, leaning over and pulling the bowstring towards the arrow target several feet away.

Cowardly, dressed in a black squire, stood on the northern edge of the racecourse with her hands down.

Behind him, a little lower than the sparse branches of the leafless tree that protruded from outside the fence, placed an iron weapon rack with knives, guns, swords, halberds, whips, maces, hammers, grabs, and other weapons. The blades of metal reflect the sun's brilliant brilliance, emitting a cold and brilliant glow.

Hearing only a "whoosh" sound, the white feather arrow on Zhu Changxun's bow had already flown out, cutting through the sky, and shooting straight at the arrow target a few feet away. Then there was a "clang" sound, and the arrow went straight into the target, impartial, and hit the red heart.

Without waiting for the arrow body to stop trembling, Cowardly Yu strode towards Zhu Changxun who was riding on a horse, and wanted to praise his master's superb archery skills, but inadvertently turned his head, and suddenly saw Jiang Shu at the door not far away and Ping Qian and Yun Ling behind her, and couldn't help but have a touch of surprise on his face: "Princess, you are here." ”

When Zhu Changxun heard this, he turned around suddenly, but saw Jiang Shu wearing a light green collared and waistless short jacket, a dark green embroidered horse-faced skirt, and a goose-yellow white fox fur edge cloak, staring at his side.

The bright sunlight hit her face, setting off that beautiful face with a particularly vivid and moving face.

Zhu Changxun's heart didn't move, but he quickly thought of what she said last night, and suppressed this emotion again, turned the horse's head, drove the horse over, looked down at her from top to bottom, and said lukewarmly: "Why are you here?" ”

"I ......" I already knew that I wouldn't get a good look from him when I came over this time, Jiang Shu was mentally prepared, so he didn't feel too embarrassed, and hesitated slightly: "There is something I want to discuss with the prince." ”