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Shen Zhaoxue's ears turned red when she heard the words, she turned her face away unnaturally, but Di Yunge grabbed her face and turned her back.

"When I face up, I will know whether I have dressed properly."

What Di Yunge said was well-founded, but Shen Zhaoxue seemed a little ignorant in comparison.

"Your Majesty, can I come by myself?"

"Mr. Shen can dress himself? Huh?" Di Yunge's words flicked with an indescribable charm.

"Didn't Your Majesty just say that you should let me wear it by myself?"

"When did I say that?" Di Yunge let go after straightening his shirt for him.

Shen Zhaoxue just wanted to bend down to pick up the outer shirt, but suddenly heard Di Yun singing, "Don't wear that."

"Wear this."

Di Yunge took out a white shirt from nowhere, the shirt was decorated with beautiful embroidered lotuses, which made people think of the word "water lotus".

When Shen Zhaoxue was stunned, Di Yunge put the outer shirt on him.

When Di Yunge was putting on his coat, he lightly touched Shen Zhaoxue's ear temples with his fingertips, and he subconsciously turned his head, looking at the censer in the distance with some discomfort.

Di Yunge dressed so seriously that he didn't notice Shen Zhaoxue's reaction at all.

"Well, the girdle."

Di Yunge pondered and took out a Mohe girdle, bent over, and tied it around Shen Zhaoxue's waist.

Being bound by him, Shen Zhaoxue came back to her senses and pushed Di Yunge away.

The girdle that was supposed to be fastened suddenly fell apart, hanging crookedly around Shen Zhaoxue's waist like a piece of rag.

Being pushed away by him, Di Yunge frowned a little displeased.

Shen Zhaoxue was a little scared, so he had no choice but to explain in a low voice, "Your Majesty can't bend down, it's not polite."

Di Yunge's expression softened when he heard this.

"What kind of etiquette? I don't know what kind of etiquette there is in Yun Kingdom, I only know that Mr. Shen is my etiquette."

After Di Yunge finished speaking, he walked over again, pinched the girdle with his slender hands and tied Shen Zhaoxue's waist again.

"Does Mr. Shen know who that person is?" Di Yunge rarely answered his doubts.

He was a little tight, and Shen Zhaoxue almost couldn't breathe.

"Your Majesty, I'm a little nervous." Shen Zhaoxue replied weakly.

"Well, Mr. Shen has a really thick waist."

Although Di Yunge's mouth was a little annoying, but the movements of his hands were quite good.

"Is that so?" Di Yunge loosened his belt.

"Ah."

After helping him tie his waist, Di Yunge pinched his waist and said with some disgust, "Mr. Shen's waist is really thick."

Shen Zhaoxue pursed her lips and did not answer.

"Master Shen hasn't replied to me yet."

After Di Yunge changed his clothes, he went out.

"Didn't Your Majesty mention the Wuyin Pavilion?" Shen Zhaoxue followed behind him.

"That's not what I said..."

Di Yunge waved to Fulibao in the distance, "Bring me my bow, I will teach Mr. Shen how to shoot an arrow."

"That's..." Shen Zhaoxue was a little confused.

"Purpose."

"Eliminate Wuyin Pavilion?" Shen Zhaoxue replied tentatively.

"Your Majesty." Fulaibao brought a sunset bow made of red sandalwood for the body and dragon tendons for the string.

Di Yunge took the bow, stretched out his hand and flicked on the bowstring, and then called Shen Zhaoxue.

"Come here, I will teach you archery." Di Yunge ordered Fu Laibao to bring some arrows.

Shen Zhaoxue nodded and took a step forward.

Di Yunge also took a step forward, embracing Shen Zhaoxue in his arms, "put your hands on it."

Fulaibao took out the arrow that Di Yunge had prepared for a long time.

Di Yunge took an arrow, put Shen Zhaoxue's hand on it, and then covered it with his own hand.

With the arrow on the string, Di Yunge narrowed his eyes.

"Since it's a game, there must be a bet stop."

Di Yunge squeezed Shen Zhaoxue's hand, turned the point of the arrow, and pointed it straight at Fu Fu Bao's forehead.

Fulibao trembled from the fright of Di Yunge's arrow, and the arrow he was holding fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty..."

Fu Laibao was so frightened that he quickly kowtowed to admit his mistake, but Di Yunge's arrow was still moving up and down with his movements, frightening Fu Laibao to the point of fainting.

"Do you want him to die?" Di Yunge whispered in Shen Zhaoxue's ear, "As long as you say die, I will teach you to kill him."

"No..." Shen Zhaoxue was controlled by him, aiming at Fulaibao with a bow and arrow.

"Nothing? At the Qionglin banquet, he didn't tell you to bring hairpin flowers." Di Yunge chuckled lightly.

Shen Zhaoxue suddenly became confused, isn't that what you mean?How did it become designed by Fulaibao?

"Since Mr. Shen is not willing, let's find someone else." Di Yunge then held his hand and deflected the arrow to the side.

"If someone else comes up, Mr. Shen is willing."