After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

His hands were shaking.

He pulled Song Qi Yan to this side, then to that side.

Before long, Song Qiyan felt that this was more tiring than his usual battles.

If I had known earlier, I would have called a servant to carry things for her. Looking at her right hand, which had just recovered and was filled with all kinds of things, Song Qi Yan shook his head helplessly.

"What's wrong? Does your hand hurt?"

Jiang Wanyu moved closer to take a look.

Because there were so many strange and eccentric things in ancient times, every time she saw a stall, she wanted to buy one. Before she knew it, Song Qiyan's hands were full of things.

"Why don't I bring it up myself."

"No, I just suggested it, you can play it."

"Ok."

I think she was having fun, but Song Qiyan had to follow her and suffer all the time, which made her feel embarrassed.

Suddenly, she saw a man selling masks at the stall. Jiang Wanyu picked up a mask of an evil ghost and waited for Song Qiyan to approach before preparing to scare him.

"Song Qiyan, come here."

At this time, Song Qi Yan had no intention of shopping and was observing his surroundings vigilantly.

Sure enough, they found the people sent by the emperor to monitor them, who were following behind disguised as ordinary people.

"Song Qiyan, come here quickly."

Seeing that Song Qiyan didn't respond, Jiang Wanyu shouted again.

"coming."

Song Qiyan walked towards Jiang Wanyu.

“Wow~”

Jiang Wanyu was wearing a ghost mask, and when Song Qiyan approached, she threw herself in front of him.

"How is it? Are you scared by me?"

Looking at Song Qiyan's dazed look, Jiang Wanyu happily took off her mask.

The spring sunshine of April floated on the girl's bright eyes and white teeth, which made Song Qiyan's heart beat fast inadvertently.

Plop, plop. Song Qiyan looked at Jiang Wanyu in astonishment. It was not because he was scared, but because of something else...

"What? Are you scared?"

Jiang Wanyu waved her hands in front of Song Qiyan and looked at him blankly.

"How is that possible? I'm not scared."

Yes, how could he, the young master of the Netherworld Sect, be frightened by a mask? The outside world calls him the "King of Hell" from hell, so how could he be frightened by a "fake ghost"?

But Song Qiyan's ears blushed, and he subconsciously glanced away, not daring to look at Jiang Wanyu.

"You say one thing and mean another. You don't even dare to look at me."

"I………"

Song Qiyan had no words to express his pain.

"Let's go, there seems to be a little man ahead."

Jiang Wanyu didn't continue to pay attention to Song Qiyan, but took Song Qiyan's hand and walked towards the stall.

"Master, carve one for him."

Jiang Wanyu looked at the little figures on the stage and found them interesting, so she pointed at Song Qiyan and asked the boss for one.

"Okay, but miss, can't you carve one more? It would be great to be a couple! You two are a perfect match, handsome man and beautiful woman!"

The shop owner laughed.

Jiang Wanyu panicked.

"No, no, we are not a couple, just do it for this guy."

"I see... I thought you two were a couple. Please forgive me."

"Who said that?"

Song Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, curled the corner of his mouth slightly, put his arm around Jiang Wanyu's shoulders and pressed her into his arms.

A hint of cunning inadvertently flashed in his deep eyes.

"Boss, we are a couple, but we haven't gotten married yet. The lady is shy, so you should make one for her too."

"Okay, I'll do it!"

"Song Qiyan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Wanyu looked at Song Qiyan, who was hugging her tightly, in surprise and muttered in a low voice.

Song Qi Yan did not let go, but instead motioned Jiang Wanyu to look back.

"Someone is following us, do you think the truth will be revealed?"

Following Song Qiyan's gaze, he glanced over and saw a few people following them stealthily.

"You didn't tell me earlier."

Jiang Wanyu curled her lips.

"Husband, can we go somewhere else first?"

Jiang Wanyu hugged Song Qi Yan and acted coquettishly. This change of state made Song Qi Yan stunned.

"Okay? Huh?"

"it is good."

Song Qiyan smiled, but did not push Jiang Wanyu away. He said to the stall owner, "We'll be back soon. Come get it later."

Then he threw down a piece of silver and left.

Passing through the bustling crowd, Jiang Wanyu's eyes stopped on a poor little white dog.

"I want to play this."

Jiang Wanyu fixed her eyes on an archery stall.

"Can you play with arrows?"

Song Qiyan glanced at the target nonchalantly - it was farther away than usual, and he thought the merchant must have done that on purpose to make money.

"How do you know if you don't try? Will you give it to me?"

"Give."

Song Qiyan placed a silver coin in the smiling vendor's hand and asked, "How do you play this?"

"If you hit one bull's eye, you will get the third prize of two bags of rice. If you hit two bull's eyes, you will get a white dog. If you hit three bull's eyes, you will get a valuable Begonia Red Ruby Silver Hairpin. There are seven arrows available each time."

"Only seven?"

Even more unethical than the vendors in the amusement park.

Jiang Wanyu kept muttering to herself.

"Girl wanna play?"

"Of course I want to play. I've given you the money."

Jiang Wanyu took the bow and arrow that she had never touched before and tried to pull it. It was harder than she had imagined.

She took a deep breath, used all her strength, aimed at the bull's eye, and kept repeating in her mind, "Xiaobai, wait for me to rescue you."

With a "swoosh", the arrow cut through the hustle and bustle of the street and hit the wall a few steps away from the target.

"........."

Although I know this is the result, it is still too outrageous.

Jiang Wanyu looked at the arrow that had deviated from its trajectory with disappointment.

"Wrong steps."

Song Qiyan stared at Jiang Wanyu's strange steps and kicked her to correct them.

"try again."

"it is good."

Following Song Qiyan's steps, Jiang Wanyu pulled the bowstring again.

With a "swoosh", although the arrow did not hit the center of the bull's eye this time, it was firmly stuck on the target.

Jiang Wanyu secretly glanced at Song Qiyan subconsciously.

He pursed his lips and smiled slightly, with a rare tenderness in his cold eyes, "Not bad."

"Ah."

In an instant, he seemed to be energized and fired several shots in succession.

None of them hit...

"Don't be anxious. When shooting an arrow, you need to keep your mind steady and your eyes straight."

As he spoke, Song Qiyan put down the package, walked over to Jiang Wanyu and personally corrected her posture. He straightened her waist, grabbed Jiang Wanyu's hand and personally pulled the bow for her.

"Stand upright with your feet shoulder-width apart..."

The man whispered softly in her ear, but Jiang Wanyu couldn't hear a word he said.

The warm touch from her hands was like a vine that appeared out of nowhere, running along her arms and shoulders, from top to bottom to her heart, causing her heartbeat to speed up.

Song Qi Yan was almost sticking to her at this time, and she could even hear the man's breathing.

The touch of skin to skin was enough to make Jiang Wanyu, who had never had contact with the opposite sex, feel extremely confused.

"Jiang Wanyu, did you hear that?"

"What?"

Jiang Wanyu leaned against Song Qiyan's chest, staring blankly at those cold eyes.

Song Qi Yan frowned. He really didn't want to teach it a second time.

I think he has never been trained a second time during normal training. If he doesn't know how to do it, he will figure it out on his own and get out of here. But this time he still held his temper.

"Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, keep your body upright, and look forward. Do you still want to win?"

"miss you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Wanyu nodded repeatedly and adjusted her posture according to Song Qiyan's request.

"Hold on tight. When I say shoot, you shoot."

"it is good."

"Three, two, one, shoot!"

The arrow once again cut through the noise and shot towards the bull's eye...