The romantic and arrogant villain is forced to love him every day

The archery competition officially begins.

Jiang Tang's low pressure made the whole scene feel inexplicably depressed, and no one dared to speak loudly.

Yuan Heng rolled his eyes again and complained to Chi Zhou. "Who is this guy showing off to?"

Chi Zhou smiled: "I don't know."

In the field, Jiang Tang had already drawn his bow to full length.

There was still a fire burning in his heart.

He knew clearly that this was a burning fire of jealousy.

Regardless of the position of prince, the praise from his father, or Chi Zhou...

Why do these things belong to Jiang Du?

Jiang Du obviously only knows how to act and doesn't know how to adapt.

Why does this all belong to him?

If you want it, you have to do everything possible to snatch it, make calculations, and bear the risk of failure.

Obviously those things should be yours!

Jiang Du's biological mother was just a little noble concubine, while his biological mother was the empress of the world!

It is only right that all of this belongs to him!

At this moment, Jiang Tang's hatred for Jiang Du reached its peak.

He thought the target was Jiang Du's head, aimed the arrow tip between his eyebrows, and shot out with a whoosh.

The onlookers were ready to cheer in order to clear the current gloomy atmosphere.

Anyway, no matter how many shots Jiang Tang scored, they all had something to boast about.

——As long as it doesn’t miss the target.

But Jiang Tang missed the target.

The tip of the arrow passed over the target and landed straight on the ground behind it, lying flat on its side.

If this is really Jiang Du's head, it means that Jiang Tang only shot one of his hairs.

Jiang Tang ignored the strange silence in the venue and eagerly took the second arrow.

This time, he aimed at 'Jiang Du's' eyes.

The arrow shot out of the air, grazed 'Jiang Du's' right ear, and landed behind the target again.

There was even more silence.

Some people couldn't help but complained in a low voice.

"Didn't you still hit the target when you were practicing? What happened now?"

Chi Zhou pointed his finger at Xiao Hei's head, but smiled silently.

Two consecutive arrows missed the target, and Yuan Heng realized something was wrong.

Each person only has the chance to shoot three arrows.

If he only hits one arrow, even if he hits the target, everyone behind him will have to miss the target to give him victory.

...But this is too false.

Jiang Tang's head, which was overwhelmed by anger, suddenly became clearer at this moment.

He is now on the verge of death.

Or shamelessly let everyone be embarrassed with him.

Or admit that he is a loser.

If you have to choose.

Then he would choose to be embarrassed together.

For the last arrow, he concentrated his mind, put aside his hatred for the time being, and made up his mind to hit the target.

He can be shot.

Definitely.

Yuan Heng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was overjoyed.

"I can't even hit a stationary target, and I can still hunt wild deer. It really makes people laugh. Whoever believes this, I will laugh at."

Chi Zhou's tone was lazy. "Not many people believe it in the first place, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Yuan Heng waved his hand. "I deceived one by one, but this is quite strange. Although Jiang Tang is not very skilled, he didn't miss both arrows, right?"

"Who knows?"

Chi Zhou tilted his head and smiled, stretched out his right hand under Yuan Heng's gaze, and flicked out a small bead.

Yuan Heng opened his doubtful eyes and followed the movement of the beads.

The bead was very small and disappeared from Yuan Heng's sight in an instant.

In its trajectory, Yuan Heng seemed to see that point in the void bumping into the tip of the arrow shot by Jiang Tang, deflecting its final landing point.

Yuan Heng: "...?"

All three arrows missed.

Jiang Tang's face was so dark that he dropped his bow and left without even looking at the expressions of others.

……

Chi Zhou turned around simultaneously and said to Yuan Heng on the side:

"There's no more fun anymore, let's go."

Yuan Heng touched the tip of his nose and followed up slowly.

……

The news that Jiang Tang missed all three arrows in the competition he held spread like wildfire.

It's okay in the palace. The servants are not skilled in martial arts, and they don't dare to make arbitrary comments about their master, lest they find an excuse to send him away.

However, this news was a shocking bomb within the military.

Especially the Imperial Guards, who were temporarily under his control, were particularly angry.

——No one wants to follow a loser.

Jiang Tang was forced by the Queen to put down her arrogance and train with the Imperial Guards.

Chi Zhou also gained rare peace.

*

One month after Jiang Du left Beijing, Chi Zhou received a letter from him for the first time.

——It was even sent over by the servants in Concubine De’s palace.

Also sent over was the plum blossom cake made by Concubine De Gui herself.

Chi Zhou rewarded the errand boy with a piece of silver and told him.

"Thank you Concubine De for me."

The boy smiled happily. "Thank you Mr. Chi, I will definitely do it."

Chi Zhou entered the house with the letter and plum blossom cake.

Jiang Du's letter was not long. He simply reported that he was safe, shared what he had seen along the way, and most importantly...missed Chi Zhou.

I started thinking about it from the day I left Beijing.

Think about it every day.

I think about it even when I’m sleeping, and I also think about it when I’m eating.

The reason why I am writing this letter so late is because I am afraid that once I get started, I will want to write every day.

I was afraid that Chi Zhou would be annoyed by it.

Chi Zhou laughed while watching.

The introverted His Royal Highness spends most of the article describing how much he misses himself. He is really...a pure heart.

He wrote back.

What he replied was not words, but pictures of a spring play with Jiang Du that he had once said but never painted.

*

After learning that there was a letter sent from the capital, Jiang Du returned to his residence early, held the letter in his hand and opened it eagerly.

People around me were curious. "A letter from my sweetheart? This is the first time I've seen Brother Jiang so anxious."

Jiang Du nodded. "Um."

He pulled out the letter without warning.

Jiang Du: "..."

?

In broad daylight...

He quickly stuffed the paper back.

But it is easy to take it out, but difficult to put it back.

Besides...it has been seen.

"Ahem, Brother Jiang's sweetheart... is really a heroic and brave woman..."

Jiang Du folded the letter with a red face.

He felt a little embarrassed to see others, but corrected him: "He is a man."

"Oh, man, it's no wonder. It's no surprise that he's a man... He's always the one with a sweet temperament."

It can be seen that this person has been working hard to make up for it.

Jiang Du responded hastily and left in a hurry.

The letter was placed on the bedside.

After taking a bath at night, Jiang Du opened the page of the letter.

Chi Zhou drew more than one picture.

Each pose is different.

Some have been used by them, and some have not been used yet.

But his painting skills are good, and Jiang Du can easily imagine the scene when the painting really moves.

Jiang Du: "...little vixen."

He could only accept his fate and solve the sudden problems by himself.

At this moment, his yearning for Chi Zhou reached its peak.