"Eight Brother, you're not really serious, are you?" Mo Jingxuan also sensed that something was amiss.
Was Eighth Brother actually angry?
"What do you think?" Mo Liancheng raised an eyebrow, his tone not open to questioning.
Qu Tan'er frowned slightly. Was he really going to play for real? She glanced across, and despite Yun Youlian's initial nervousness, as soon as Mo Liancheng approached her, she not only didn't show fear but seemed quite relaxed. Moreover, she even looked at Mo Liancheng with affection. Maybe the distance was too far, and the conversation couldn't be heard clearly. Did she misunderstand? Perhaps she thought Mo Liancheng was here to help her... Poor woman!
"What do you think her mood is now?" Mo Liancheng asked somewhat rhetorically, looking down at the person in his arms. He didn't even glance at Yun Youlian on the other side.
"I'm not her," Qu Tan'er curled her lips, really unwilling to answer that question.
"What was your mood at that time?"
"Early release, early resolution." Qu Tan'er felt she had said something wicked. It was too easy to misinterpret. Suddenly, she remembered the seven days and nights, and the familiar fragrance in her space. Her cheeks blushed slightly, feeling uncomfortable all over. Also, their current posture was quite inappropriate. She dared not move at all and suspected that he had deliberately exhaled in her ear, making her tremble all over. She hurriedly asked, "Mo Liancheng, should I release it?"
"Let it go."
Qu Tan'er was shocked. She was about to say something, but her lips moved without making any sound. Then she could only watch as the arrow that had just been on the bow fly rapidly towards the opposite side.
He actually said to release it?!
Her heart pounded intensely.
In that moment of nonchalance, the arrow flew out at an extremely fast speed. Despite her attempt to react, the arrow flew toward Yun Youlian without giving her a chance to respond. Huh?! The arrow seemed to have eyes, heading straight for the center of the apple, piercing through it and nailing it to the rake behind.
"Did you think it will hit?" Mo Liancheng's calm voice sounded.
Thump! The arrow stopped dead center in the apple, perfectly passing through, and nailed to the board behind. Yun Youlian, like a statue, stood still, face ashen, without any reaction.
"Indeed, good archery," Mo Liancheng raised an eyebrow, seemingly dissatisfied with the result of the shot. Suddenly, he swiftly pulled out a new arrow from the side, smoothly placed it on the bow, and aimed at Yun Youlian again.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Qu Tan'er was shocked, not understanding his intention.
"This is interest."
Interest?
Qu Tan'er pondered the meaning of his words, but couldn't figure it out.
"That...wait."
However, as soon as her words landed, the arrow flew out again, hitting the same spot. It almost brushed against Yun Youlian's hair, nailing itself to the target behind her. By now, Yun Youlian was already pale with shock, her face alternating between green and white. She couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.
"Remember, you are this Prince's Princess. Except for this Prince, not just anyone should be able to bother you, nor does anyone have the qualification to." Mo Liancheng softly said, his voice was controlled, within a range that only Qu Tan'er could hear. After finishing his words, he let go of her, gracefully turned around, and walked out of the archery field without looking back.
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