"Jiejie, what I mean is, please put an apple on your head," Yun Youlian said gracefully, smiling as she casually picked up an apple from the fruit plate and handed it to Qu Tan'er.
"Master?"
"Sure." Qu Tan'er took the apple, smiled, and walked towards the target.
"Lady Yun, don't go too far. If anything happens to my Eighth Sister-in-law, I won't let you off," Mo Jingxuan coldly said and returned to his seat, his chilly gaze fixed on Yun Youlian.
Yun Youlian also paused.
What if something went wrong? Suddenly, she regretted her actions.
"I didn't expect you to resort to such a trick," Yin Xiangnong sneered sarcastically at Yun Youlian and then took a seat.
Meanwhile, Mo Liancheng, who had been sitting silently, looked calmly at the person standing at the target. A trace of darkness flickered in his eyes.
The choice was made by her.
He wanted to stop it, but could only endure.
"Eighth Brother?" Mo Jingxuan was still concerned.
Mo Liancheng raised an eyebrow and whispered, "Do you think Yun Youlian has the ability to harm her? She will be fine."
"So, Eighth Brother already knew Eighth Sister would be fine, and that's why he agreed to this?" Mo Jingxuan was stunned, suddenly understanding. The worry on his face disappeared, replaced by his usual smile.
Mo Liancheng smiled lightly without saying a word, elegantly lifting a cup of tea.
"Why didn't Eighth Brother say that earlier? What if Eighth Sister-in-law misunderstood?" Mo Jingxuan asked.
"Would she?" Mo Liancheng looked at Qu Tan'er, and the smile in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a hint of hurt. Her misunderstanding of him... it wasn't just this trivial matter.
So far, he couldn't see any reliance or trust in her eyes.
As Qu Tan'er walked to the target, she didn't waste any time and placed the apple on her head. Her small face remained calm, and a faint, mysterious smile appeared at the corner of her lips. Her eyes were fixed on Yun Youlian as if challenging her to see how she would make a fool of herself.
"Princess jiejie, are you ready?" Yun Youlian asked, drew her bow, struck a pose, and waited for the moment to shoot.
"OK! Come on, Baby!" Qu Tan'er extended her jade-like finger, provocatively gesturing towards Yun Youlian. She even flirtatiously threw a wink, appearing unabashed.
Mo Liancheng's phoenix eyes flashed, and his lips twitched.
"Pfft!..." Mo Jingxuan burst into laughter.
A sense of relief washed over him.
Indeed, she was quite an interesting woman...
"Eighth Brother, what did Eighth Sister-in-law mean just now?"
"It should be some boring talk..." Mo Liancheng couldn't understand, but he could guess from her expression. However, there was something he cared about—foreign languages.
How could a sheltered woman like her have exposure to foreign languages?
At this moment, Yun Youlian's face turned cold. She pulled the bowstring forcefully, aimed at the direction above Qu Tan'er's head. Her posture exuded a certain heroic charm, even possessing a formidable momentum. It was enough to frighten the faint-hearted.
But Qu Tan'er was not one to be intimidated.
Calm and composed, she coldly stared at Yun Youlian.
Suddenly, Yun Youlian released the arrow.
The arrow flew off the string, its momentum fierce, directly aiming at Qu Tan'er.
MiraiSaesang's Notes: OmO, she actually shot it! She has guts I'll give her that...
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