The Tyrant's Cannon Fodder Queen[Transmigration Book]

"Admit the bet and admit defeat." When Lu Qian turned his head, he already had a slumped expression like a wounded little animal, his long eyelashes half-hidden his shallow pupils, and the disappointment seemed to shatter the little companion's reading reflected in his eyes to pieces: " Your Highness is no match for Sixth Brother."

"What can't compare! Where is Your Highness's ambition? I lost because I was slow in taking the arrow!" Xue Yao saw the cub lose his previous self-confidence and pride for the first time, and felt so sad, he raised his hand and squeezed it. Zai's face was disappointed: "In the future, we will often practice and cooperate, and we will always get well. Your Highness is very talented, and he will not be inferior to anyone, understand?"

"Comparable?" Lu Qian tilted his head and looked at his little companion blankly, reading: "Your Highness is not half as good as Sixth Brother."

Xue Yao was startled, and just as he was about to refute, Lu Qian frowned and said decisively: "If you lose to Yaoyao, you won't want to shoot arrows anymore."

"Don't say such things!" Xue Yao seemed to have been twisted at the tip of his heart, and subconsciously raised his hand to protect the injured cub.

Lu Qian's eyes flashed sharply, and he grasped the timing accurately, lowered his head, and let Yaoyao smoothly hug him in his arms.

"It will be good to practice a few more times in the future. I can practice taking arrows quickly. Your Highness's arrow firing speed is not slow, and it will be faster after practicing." Xue Yao hugged the failed cub, bowed his head and said fiercely: "Don't say such things again. I'm frustrated, do you hear me?"

"Coax far away at night."

"Okay, okay, I'll put His Highness to sleep tonight, don't be sad, Your Highness needs to cheer up."

On the archery field, Lu Xiao was still very satisfied with his brave performance.

Gu Daxia, who was watching the battle just now, also praised the little liar very much.

Lu Xiao complacently asked Gu Daxia: "Where do you think my archery needs to be practiced?"

When Nuan Baobao asked this question, he actually wanted to get an answer like "No more, you are already invincible".

But there are often people in Jianghu who ask Gu Daxia for advice. Gu Daxia took it seriously when he heard it, and told the little liar seriously: "Your accuracy and speed are fine, but you just need to change to a bow with stronger pulling power. Your bow is on the battlefield. The distance is too narrow, even leather armor can't penetrate at a little distance, and it is greatly affected by the wind direction, the speed is not fast enough, and there will be variables if there is a slight difference."

On the side, Lu Xiao's companion was terrified, and was secretly waving at Gu Daxia—shut up!

His Royal Highness was just being modest and polite, and didn't really ask you to mention anything!

"Really?" Lu Xiao looked at the big talker angrily, trying to frustrate him: "Why don't we have a competition too?"

Gu Qingyuan grinned: "Shooting pigeons again? You shoot so many pigeons, can you eat it all by yourself? How about we shoot the same one, whoever hits it first wins, and the advantage of strong bows can be seen in this comparison."

Lu Xiao accepted the challenge, and was ready to take this opportunity to avenge his shame. Before the pigeon was released, he had already set his bow and arrow, but the one surnamed Gu was lazily doing it.

However, when the pigeons were released, Gu Qingyuan shot the arrow no slower than Lu Xiao.

The two arrows left the string almost at the same time.

"嗖嗖" two sharp beeps——

Gu Qingyuan's arrow hit the pigeon before Lu Xiao because of its twice as strong thrust!

Lu Xiao's arrow took a slow step and only penetrated the air above the pigeon.

This is impossible!

Lu Xiao was still posing for archery, dumbfounded.

Gu Qingyuan was not complacent.

It is only natural for a master of his level to beat a young prince who has never actually fought, unlike his junior brother who has a heart deeper than the sea, just now he deliberately shot two arrows astray, and he didn't know what evil thoughts were on his mind.

"See it?" Gu Qingyuan also pointed out the little liar solemnly: "You use this kind of bow, a little farther away, and no matter how accurate the shot is, Gu can easily block and dodge it. You must strengthen your arm strength training, or you can practice it. Crossbows, don’t practice bows.”

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Lu Xiao's heart was about to explode with anger, and he stared at Gu Qingyuan with a fiery nose, his eyes full of dissatisfaction: "Your family is so poor, how can you still have spare money to practice arrows?"

"Oh, Gu used to be a coach for a rich man, and at first he taught sticks. In order to earn more food, he practiced archery at his house." Gu Qingyuan took a deep breath, and said vicissitudes of life: "But it's useless Now, Gu is doomed to be trapped in a corner in this life, and all his abilities are useless."

Lu Xiao was startled, and covered his mouth with a "snap"!

Again!

"Pfft..." Gu Qingyuan hastily stopped laughing!

Xue Yao took the poor Long Aotian back to the arrow field, saw Nuan Baobao covering his mouth with sad eyes, and hurried forward to ask about the situation.

When Gu Qingyuan saw his junior brother come back, he stepped forward and called him aside, and asked him why he missed two arrows just now.

Lu Qian turned his head closer and whispered something, Gu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, raised his finger and said something with a smile.

While comforting Nuan Baobao, Xue Yao looked into the distance suspiciously, and the pair of senior brothers shook their fists with a smirk.

I always felt that something was wrong with the two brothers, but I didn't think too much about it, so I obediently stayed in Lu Qian's palace to sleep at night.

It's been a long time since Xue Yao coaxed the cub to sleep, mainly because the little fat man didn't need to be coaxed when he was a child.

Lu Qian has never needed foreign aid for the two things of eating and sleeping.

But today is different. The frustrated cub insists on cuddling, lying down for a long time and refuses to sleep, insisting on hugging and sleeping together.

How could Xue Yao agree, this kid is still in the stage of heartbeat, and it is absolutely impossible to sleep together, so Xue Yao sat by the bed and coaxed Lu Qian more and more energetically.

Xue Yao, who hadn't slept well for two days, was sleepy first. He said, Your Highness, I'm going to rest. Lu Qian patted his side and asked him to rest here.

Xue Yao smiled and shook his head. Just as he got up, Lu Qian grabbed his hand.

Lu Qian closed his eyes, grabbed his hand and pretended to fall asleep, he was a little rascal.

Xue Yao was left alone in the quiet bedroom, pulling like a tug-of-war, almost pulling Lu Qian out of bed, with his hands still connected.

"Your Highness, stop making trouble." Xue Yao's voice was very soft, there was no way he could be cruel to Lu Qian.

Lu Qian was still pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, and he deliberately pulled him to the edge of the bed, and told him plainly: If you pull again, I will fall out of bed, and if you are willing to fall, you can continue to pull.

Xue Yao had nothing to do with him, but he refused to give up, so he held Lu Qian down with one hand and pulled it out with the other.

One, two, three, hard!

Back and forth a few times, the palm he pressed on Lu Qian's chest gradually accelerated up and down, and he could feel Lu Qian's increasingly violent heartbeat.

System prompt: [The progress of the tyrant's heartbeat mission is 79%]

Xue Yao retracted his hand on Lu Qian's heart like an electric shock, his heart began to beat wildly, and his cheeks and ears were so hot that they were smoking.

A normal person should know at this time that the bad boy pretending to be sleeping in front of him wants to do something bad, but Xue Yao is not angry, or he can't be angry with Lu Qian.

He loves this little brat so tolerantly that even such arrogance is understood as persistence by him.

Who is to blame?Blame him for raising this kid crookedly.Otherwise, would he be willing to blame Lu Qian?It's too late to feel distressed, so the threatening words are also soft: "Your Highness is like this, will I dare to live in the palace in the future?"

Lu Qian still stubbornly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, his breathing was a bit heavy, and when he was a child, he held the milk jug and insisted on taking another sip, pouting his mouth slightly like protecting food.

But Lu Qian let go of his hand.

He closed his eyes and let his little companion read away, because he was afraid that there would be no next time.

Xue Yao felt that he might be the most unpromising person in the world. As soon as Lu Qian let go, his heart almost softened, and he almost lay down next to Lu Qian, praising him for being sensible.

Fortunately, the remaining rationality covered his mouth, turned around and left the bedroom silently, and went to the side hall to sleep alone.

The intense exercise before going to bed caused Xue Yao to fall asleep after not sleeping well for two days.

In the middle of the night, I felt like I was being moved around.

Xue Yao opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself lying in a warm embrace.

Xue Yao snorted twice.

The person holding him immediately put him aside, pretending nothing happened.

Xue Yao vaguely saw the tip of the boy's sinful chin, which was as smooth and charming as white jade in the darkness.

"Your Highness..." Xue Yao hummed in a daze, not knowing that he was dreaming and waking up from time to time.

"Hmm." The man responded in a low voice.

"Why are you sleeping in my room..." Xue Yao murmured, "You go."

A certain villain brought his profile to his mouth: "Then give me a kiss."

Xue Yao raised his face in a daze, pressed his lips to his cheek obediently, and then parted.

For a long while, the bad cub was still sleeping there without moving.

"Didn't you just leave after a good kiss?" Xue Yao realized something was wrong.

"No, just let Yao Yao kiss."

"..." Xue Yao fell asleep again in disbelief.

[System prompt: Congratulations to the host, the progress of the tyrant's heartbeat task has broken 80.00%, please continue to work hard! 】

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