"The female doll standing below, but Yan Zhuo, the eldest daughter of Zhenguo Gongyan Zheng?"

The saint's gaze was slightly condensed, and he looked at Yan Zhuo, who was standing straight below.

Yan Zhuo leaned over and saluted, his movements were natural, and he was generous, "The courtier Yan Zhuo sees the saint, and the saint is blessed with Jin'an." ”

"Are you going to hunt on behalf of the Zhenguo Mansion?" the saint on the high platform spoke in a light tone, with a hint of doubt in his words, but it was obvious that there was more interest in it.

"Yes. Yan Zhuo's voice was cold, and she replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, she wore a veil and lowered her head, which really made it difficult to see her face.

Sheng Shang glanced at Yan Zhuo and raised his eyebrows, "You raise your head." ”

At the sound of an order, Yan Zhuo raised his head according to his words, revealing a smooth forehead and bright eyes. For a moment, her eyes lowered again, looking at the ground.

"Why do you wear a veil?" blurted out another question.

Some people next to him secretly rejoiced because of this question from the saint, the saint, is this to humiliate Yan Yan in front of her face and uncover her fig leaf?

Han Caishan, on the other hand, was worried about Yan Zhuo, afraid that she would feel sad and even more unbearable because of the question of the Ninety-Five Emperor. Her eyes were worried, and she couldn't wait to whisper a word to the saint aunt above the high position, so that she would not be embarrassed anymore.

"The courtiers knew that their faces were ugly, and they did not dare to frighten others, nor did they dare to see the saints with this countenance, so they wore veils. The expression in Yan Zhuo's eyes did not change, and in his calmness, there was no slightest panic and self-shame.

"Hmm. The saint nodded, and stopped asking Yan Zhuo's appearance, which made Mrs. Yan and Han Caishan obviously relieved.

"You are hunting on behalf of the Zhenguo Mansion, are you forced by the holy decree?" the saint bowed his head and played with the jade pendant hanging from his waist, pulling the tassel on it, "You are a delicate woman, and you will naturally be slightly inferior to these men, and the sword has no eyes when hunting, if you want to withdraw, it is still too late, I naturally don't care about anything." ”

Above, the saint who was not angry and arrogant, after saying this, raised his eyes, a pair of eyes stared at Yan Zhuo, he had a smile on his face, and his expression seemed to reveal his pity and love for her as a woman, and the words he said were also considered for Yan Zhuo in all aspects.

Mrs. Yan, who was standing on the side, gently pulled Yan Zhuo's sleeve.

Mrs. Yan had a look of emotion on her face, she was moved at this moment, she wished that her Zhuo'er would not participate, she wanted Zhuo'er to agree to quit.

Before, it was forced by the holy decree that the Zhenguo Mansion reluctantly let Zhuo'er go hunting, but now the holy Chrysostom promised that Zhuo'er could withdraw, such a good opportunity, Zhuo'er said a word, and it could be avoided.

This is something she never dreamed of, and it would be good if her Zhuo'er didn't go. She went back last night, couldn't sleep all night, her heart was uneasy, she felt that something was going to happen today, she was worried......

"Zhuo'er, you promise the Holy Lord to withdraw. Mrs. Yan whispered.

Yan Zhuo never looked back, but shook his head gently, his eyes full of determination.

At this point, you can't quit.

Once they withdrew, it meant that they were reluctant to go hunting because of the power of the Holy Decree. And the Holy Decree was ordered by the Holy One himself, which is tantamount to slapping the Holy One in the face, saying that the Holy One was inconsiderate and made wrong decisions.

How can this be done?

Moreover, if she doesn't hunt this time, what will others say about the Zhenguo Mansion? Even if they think that she is a weak little woman who can't help but be able to resist the wind, and it is not a big problem to quit, but the Zhenguo Mansion will bear the reputation of being cowardly and incompetent, having no successor, and gradually declining......

This is not what Yan Zhuo wants.

And, she's ready, what are she afraid of?

Even if she refused, presumably their people who wanted to harm her would use all kinds of methods to get her into the paddock, so why not take the initiative yourself?

"Thank you for your compassion. Although the courtiers are not talented, they are grateful to the saint and are willing to fight for the Zhenguo Mansion. It is really an honor to be able to compete with the mighty men of my Dongqing Kingdom in the hunting ground today, and I hope that the Holy One can fulfill it. ”

Yan Zhuo bowed his head, his words were sincere, and his words were pleading.

"Hahaha~" The saint on the high seat, hearing Yan Zhuo's words, couldn't help laughing, this woman is shrewd and intelligent, and her courage is not bad, Zhen Guogong gave birth to a good daughter, "It seems that you are not allowed, or I am not right." ”

"Thank you for your success. Yan Zhuo leaned over to thank him, and his tone was full of gratitude.

"Thinking of your sincerity, and being a woman, hunting is not easy for you. The saint thought for a moment, "I have permission, if the prey you hunt can be ranked in the top three, then I will be in charge, and I can promise you one condition." ”

The Holy Emperor Lan was full of smiles, and the king's spirit was fully displayed, as if he didn't care, and threw out a colorful head.

"The courtiers thank the saint for their grace. Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he bowed his head to thank him, this time he said thank you, but it was much more sincere.

Everyone was surprised by the sudden appearance of the lottery, and in an instant, they returned to calm. This condition is said to be exciting, but this difficulty, it is conceivable, it is impossible to achieve it, which is equivalent to the saint promising a blank check and deceiving this stupid girl.

The people present were all human spirits, and no one said anything, but they all sighed in their hearts, sure enough, Jiang was still old and spicy.

Mrs. Yan next to Yan Zhuo looked worried, this child is just disobedient, she has to risk her life, she can't persuade her mother, I just hope that Zhuo'er can go well.

Alas. She sighed softly. The reputation of the Zhenguo Mansion can be compared to Zhuo'er's safety, this stupid boy.

The second aunt beside Yan Zhuo silently put away the packet of medicinal powder in her hand.

As long as Yan Zhuo is touched on a little bit of this packet of powder, Yan Zhuo can hallucinate and speak according to her instructions, but the effect of this medicine is short-lived, only for a moment, but it is enough.

This is the countermeasure she is afraid of Yan Zhuo's refusal, but this Yan Zhuo is stupid enough, and her pack of medicine will naturally not come in handy.

Compared with other people's complex thoughts, Yan Zhuo is much happier. There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

I was still worried about how to get out of the marriage, but this great opportunity came out of thin air, which is really good.

These top three, she is going to decide!

Yan Zhuo's eyes flashed with a hint of lightness and ambition.

Soon, the hunt will begin.

The guards brought a tall horse for Yan Zhuo, and the horse looked relatively strong, with strong limbs and smooth fur, and was a good and good horse. It looked docile and not angry, and they didn't dare to do anything at this time.

Yan Zhuo nodded and glanced at the third son of the Zuo Xiang family opposite.

Shen Sangongzi also looked at it, and exchanged expressions with each other, tacitly.

"Zhuo'er, you must be careful!" Mrs. Yan was still chattering beside Yan Zhuo, telling Yan Zhuo to be extremely careful, while the other masters, ladies, and young ladies were already sitting in their seats, waiting to see the results of today's hunting.

"Mother, don't worry, Zhuo'er knows it. Yan Zhuo comforted Mrs. Yan in a soft voice, "Mother, you can sit on it quickly, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold." ”

Yan Zhuo raised his eyes and looked at the stage, only to see that the eyes of her father Zhen Guogong were also looking at her, if she saw it correctly, there was worry in his eyes.

As soon as Yan Zhuo looked over, his gaze averted and looked elsewhere.

"Mother, go quickly, it's time for me to go. Yan Zhuo hugged her mother, smiled, and comforted her mother-in-law who loved to worry about her.

Yan Zhuo turned over and got on the horse, and the neatness of her movements made a group of people who thought she was playing and looked down on her slightly changed.

"Ready!"

Yan Zhuo gently straddled the saddle, and kicked the horse hard, at this moment she did not use her internal strength, there are many people, this life-saving kung fu, and then blind their eyes.

"Let's go!"

The father-in-law gave an order, everyone slapped the horses, and the horses galloped out, and the hunt officially began.

It was the men, who had enough strength and a lot of horseback, and they skillfully commanded the horses, charging through the forest, and every now and then drawing an arrow feather and shooting it at the prey that was galloping. Some of them were shot, and they were taken away by the guards hiding next to them, and they were counted.

After a while, most of them won the lottery and shot their first prey.

At this point, there is still nothing.

The eyes of the people on her slowly moved away, what did they think, they still had illusions about this woman, and thought that she could do something amazing, it seemed that it was already an amazing move to be able to ride on a fast horse.

Someone, and laughed mercilessly.

Yan Zhuo didn't panic, she was slowly adapting to the jungle and grinding in her relationship with the horses. Taking advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, Yan Zhuo poured the internal force evenly into her legs, making her whole person stable on horseback.

Ahead, an elk appeared in Yan Zhuo's field of vision, and the others were also advancing softly, showing a situation of encirclement, and the arrow feathers in their hands were always ready to kill the elk with one arrow.

Brush!

An arrow bursts through the sky!

It hit the elk in the head, and before the elk could run, it was shot and killed.

The other people looked at each other, and they were a little surprised in their hearts, the arrows in their hands were all there, and they didn't shoot this arrow, who was this?

They looked back, only Yan Zhuo, who was riding on a horse, was putting away his bow, dressed in red clothes and red yarn, and his posture was heroic.

"Is that you?"

Someone asked, with wide eyes and incredulity.

"Naturally. ”

The arrows of each province are marked with special markings, so that people can distinguish them clearly, so that if they do not believe, they may look at them.

Yan Zhuo responded, then lightly clamped the horse's belly again, and rode away, leaving everyone to look at each other.

She must have been a fluke, yes, a fluke.

They did a good job of psychological construction, and rode their horses to keep up with Yan Zhuo, wanting to see if Yan Zhuo was a fluke or really had strength.