Daiyu has the ability to read minds [Red Chamber]

Singing and dancing danced around, and the dancers dressed in silver and light were beautiful, and the colorful dresses were winding and circling.

"The arrows point to each other according to the celestial phenomenon. The arrangement of the arrows corresponds to the honor of each."

The supervisor stroked his long beard, and shook the Buddha to the field again, with some inscrutable in his tone.

Learn from the sky

After a while, the fourth prince has an accident, that is, he was abandoned by the way of heaven

The dark green font was dangling, and Daiyu's eyes turned around.

Judging from Xinyu, Qin Tianjian looks like Zhou Guifei's subordinate, at least the prison is being used by her.

Daiyu looked back calmly and looked down again.

Now that the princes entered the shooting range, they were all pampered and imposing, and their short clothes were neat and clean.

People who usually have their own demeanor will get together to show their strengths and weaknesses.

Among them, Shui Rong is the most outstanding existence. He is handsome, cool and upright, and has a different demeanor from others who have never been on the battlefield.

Prince Jing is especially handsome

No wonder he is the only king

Maybe it will be the top in the future

The heart language around jumped out, and ran all the way to the shooting range.

On the shooting range, the First Prince Mizusawa had a gentle smile on his face.He stepped forward in a personable manner, with a more gentle and refined air.

"Today, according to the order, I will start."

He walked up to his own bow and arrow in a regular manner, and the posture of drawing the bow was skillful, aiming a little straight and hitting the bull's-eye.

With a slight smile on his face, the eldest prince carefully put the longbow back to its original position, and then turned back.

After the third prince also hit the shot, it was Shui Rong's turn.

"Fourth brother, it's your turn." Shui Ze smiled and reached out to Shui Rong, warm and moist like a spring breeze.

It's finally our turn

The ink-colored font jumped out, and then was hit by other heart words.

I want to go first!

These big characters jumped out of the eighth prince's head, and he was eager to try his footsteps and wanted to move forward, but was held down by the first prince.

Facing Brother Shang Huang's disapproving gaze, the Eighth Prince pouted, and then retracted his steps.

Seeing his younger brother's unwilling expression, the First Prince slightly lowered his eyebrows and recovered quickly.

I was afraid of Chun'er's frizzy temper before, so I didn't tell him the matter.

Just don't have any accidents for a while

Shui Rong stepped forward calmly, turned his footsteps, and walked directly in front of the Eighth Prince.

He slowed down a bit, and when he stretched his fingers towards the bow and arrow on the table, he glanced sideways at the Eighth Prince.

Anyway, he grew up together since he was a child, and he knows how to irritate people quietly.

The eighth prince has had a hard time with Shui Rong since he was a child, and this glance is obviously emotionless and indifferent, but Shui Rong is ignoring his existence.

Now that I saw it suddenly, it really annoyed him easily.

Shui Chun blushed as if he had been humiliated for no reason.

"I'll do it, let me go first." He turned his hands away bitterly to shake off his brother's restraint, and stepped forward to squeeze Shui Rong away.

It's a pity that Shui Chun's stature and strength were not enough, not only did he not knock down Shui Rong, but he almost fell staggeringly.

Being so disrespectful under the watchful eyes of everyone, even his eyes were a little red.

"Me first!" The eighth prince didn't dare to look up, and couldn't wait to turn his face away.

At this moment, he no longer went to Shui Rong's side, but picked up his own bow and arrow, and quickly drew the string.

The First Prince kept his expression unchanged, and flicked his fingertips by his side, but he didn't stick them out.

How can a mother-bereaved thing come before me

The deep purple heart language fell from the Eighth Prince's head, and followed the arrow forward.

The arrow shot out with the sound of the wind, and with a mighty arrow, it hit the target with a "bounce" sound as it rubbed the red edge.

It didn't hit the heart.

Both of them were hit before, and he was the only one to brush aside.

The Eighth Prince wrinkled his face and snorted as he tore off his sleeves, his eyes turned around, and finally fell on Shui Rong.

"It's just that this order is unfavorable, which caused me to miss the shot."

At this moment, he was a little far away from the front seat, his back was facing the table, and his voice was lowered to cover up.

"When you go back, you have to wash up."

He stared straight at Shui Rong, the corner of his mouth curled into a sarcastic arc, his tone was soft and full of malice.

"So as not to get any bad luck and kill someone!"

Before the Eighth Prince finished speaking, Shui Rong took a step forward.

He was taller than the Eighth Prince, so it was good to be far away, but when he approached at such a close distance, he felt oppressed, like a mountain approaching.

The Eighth Prince took a small step back subconsciously, and after he realized it, he looked at the distance between himself and Shui Rong, and his face ached.

Shui Rong glanced at him indifferently, then picked up his bow and arrow.

He moved quickly and did not let him change the target. He drew the bow and shot the arrow in one go.

When the target hit the red heart straight, just like before Daiyu, "just in time" knocked out the Eighth Prince's arrow.

This skill is really astonishing, and there are voices of surprise from above, and every sentence is full of praise.

The Eighth Prince only felt that the eyes of the people around him were piercing like needles, he couldn't help but lower his head, gritted his teeth and endured the burning pain on his face.

There was a low admiration all the time on the high platform.

Concubine Zhou Guifei shook her arm, and the tiny golden bell on her wrist rang, "They joked among brothers, it's customary that they are not big or small, and it's also a bond of affection."

Seeing that she just nodded slightly, Concubine Zhou gestured to the shooting range and said with a smile: "Your Highness the Fourth Highness is very good at bow shooting."

Hearing about Shui Rong, Jinshang responded with one sentence: "He is indeed outstanding."

Concubine Zhou congratulated her with a glass of wine, drank it silently amidst the jingle of the golden ring, and the words on her head jumped out with a clatter.

That is to say, he will respond

Wait until he picks up his own arrow, then there will be a good show

Daiyu's eyes sank slightly, and her eyes turned to pay attention to the movement of the shooting range.

Shui Rong's eyes deliberately drifted across the Eighth Prince's face, and he tapped the bow and arrow with his fingertips, with a condescending sneer in his eyes.

"Eighth Brother's arrow is not bad." He was usually too lazy to talk much, but now his voice became clearer and more pleasant.

But in Shuichun's ears, it was a naked provocation.

The eighth prince, Shui Chun, was originally annoyed, but now he exploded like a firecracker.

"If you use my bow and arrow, then I will use yours too!" He stepped forward in two or three steps, as if he was about to draw out the water-soluble long arrow.

idiot who can't stand provocation

The light golden font jumped out, and the corners of Water Melt's mouth were slightly raised, and he stepped back generously to facilitate his movements.

The first prince's gentle and elegant face rarely changed color, he immediately stepped forward and his tone quickened: "Chun'er put down the arrow! It belongs to your fourth brother."

Concubine Zhou Guifei saw her second son pick up a water-soluble arrow, and with a flick of his hand, he directly bumped into the maid who was pouring wine.

The wine was spilled on the table, dripping sparingly, and drenched Concubine Zhou's gold-embroidered dress.

How could Chun'er take Sao Ba Xing's arrow!

Xinyu on her head jumped out anxiously, running around.

"What's the matter?" Imakami looked back from the shooting range and lowered his head to ask.

Hearing the voice of the superior, Concubine Zhou's fingers curled up a little guilty.

She raised her face with a smile, pointed to the maid pouring wine kneeling on the ground and said: "It's nothing, she accidentally spilled the wine."

The maid who was pouring the wine paused for a moment, buried her head even lower, trembling, and did not dare to speak more to defend herself.

"It's not a big deal, don't spare the Holy Spirit." Concubine Zhou waved her hand to let the maid go down, and there was already a personal attendant kneeling to clean up the table.

Seeing this today, I didn't care too much. After a few glances, I turned my gaze back, "Chun'er still needs to practice more, this time hunting is just a test."

Concubine Zhou obediently agreed, and she did not go down to change her dress, but kept her eyes firmly on the shooting range again.

"Put it down quickly." The eldest prince's gentle face rarely showed annoyance.He quickly took several steps forward, reaching out to stop the Eighth Prince from using an arrow.

It can be seen that the eighth prince is even more unwilling when his brother says so.Angrily, he quickly drew the bowstring fully, let go and let it go forward.

The bow and arrow did not fly forward as expected, but shot backwards uncontrollably, rushing straight towards his eyes!

He didn't even have time to exclaim in surprise, but the eldest prince stepped forward quickly and pulled Shui Chun back.

——The wings of the bow and arrow brushed against the corners of Shui Chun's eyes, drawing out a tuft of black hair, and then fell to the ground with a "bang-dang" sound.

Shui Chun only felt that the corners of his eyes were on fire.He was pampered and pampered since he was a child, and he howled immediately when he had suffered such hardships.

Everything happened between lightning and flint.

It wasn't until they both fell to the ground and the cries of pain sounded that the upper part became agitated.

This arrow is too thrilling, and if it is not smooth, it will scratch people's eyes.

If he didn't have his own prophetic dream, then Shui Rong would face this directly.

Daiyu's heart skipped a beat, her eyes froze slightly, and all kinds of inner thoughts that had been blocked were suddenly revealed.

Perhaps it was suppressed in the palace for too long without letting people speak, and the heart words that jumped out were extremely lively and diverse, and they rolled around in groups on the table.

"Emperor physician." Imam called out in a deep voice, and the imperial physicians who were on call at any time rushed down immediately.

Concubine Zhou clutched her heart at the side, her golden jewelry intertwined with the gold threads on her clothes, she looked so frightened that she couldn't speak.

Shui Rong stood by alone, silently looking at the person kneeling on the ground in front of him.

The eighth prince had bloodstains running out of the corners of his eyes, he could only close his eyes tightly and cry out in pain, kicking his legs and struggling in the arms of the eldest prince.

This is the royal brother who has the same blood as himself.

The imperial physician carefully surrounded him, and opened the medical box to clean up and observe on the spot.

"The eyes are dusty, disturbing the mind, it's not a serious problem. It's just that the trauma is a bit deep, and it takes a while to recuperate."

After the examination, the imperial physician hastily stepped forward to report respectfully, lowering his head a little.

"It's shocking to let people go to see Shui Rong." Jinshang responded and said another sentence.The people below rushed to serve on the side of King Jingjing.

The mind present was even more ups and downs.

I heard before that the King of Jingjing was favored alone, but now I see that it is true

Even the eighth prince didn't mention it, but he cared about the prince

No wonder the fourth prince is the only one to be crowned king

Daiyu looked around intently, then quickly turned to Imakami with another glance.

She thought it would be good to see even a few words.But today the head is clean, without any trace of heartfelt words.

Concubine Zhou covered her eyes with the veil, and when she took it off again, her eyes were red: "How could Chun'er be so careless? He has never been like this before."

"This round of hunting, he probably won't be able to go."

I should have told Chun'er earlier

You can't let it go like this for nothing!