Lu Fu looked at Jun Xiaoyan in shock. He didn't expect that the noble princess actually taught him to throw a pot in person, and forgot to react for a while.

"Why are you stupid? Hold your hands firmly. You have to look at the direction of your eyes, and your hands are fast and your eyes are fast." Jun Xiaoyan said, picking up Lu Fu's hand and looking at the direction of the throwing pot, and throwing it out in an instant.

With a "bang!", I was hit.

"I've won, the little princess is so awesome!" Yan Feng immediately complimented, and the other children also agreed.

Jun Xiaoyan gave them a blank look: "It's really not good at flattery. If you throw one in, it's amazing. I'll let you see something even more powerful. Take all those arrows for me."

Lu Fu quickly took out all the arrows next to him: "Little Princess."

"Thank you." Jun Xiaoyan took the arrows and threw them into the sky with all her strength. She turned around and hit the arrows with her arm, all of which flew towards the pot.

Papapapapa-----All the arrows were shot into the pot, and everyone was shocked.

"You go back and practice hard, and you can be so powerful in the future." Jun Xiaoyan looked at Lu Fu and said.

Lu Fu was extremely excited and nodded vigorously: "I remember."

"Brother, let's go." Jun Xiaoyan left a handsome back and walked away with her foot.

"Okay." Jun Xiaotian immediately followed.

Lu Fu looked at Jun Xiaoyan's back and felt grateful and excited. Because he was a concubine's son, he was bullied and humiliated by the crowd since he was a child. For the first time, someone protected him and taught him to throw a pot. At this moment, Lu Fu secretly decided in his heart that he must make himself stronger.

Yan Feng was so scared that he collapsed on the ground: "It's over, I offended the little princess. If my parents knew about it, they would definitely beat me to death. I'll withdraw first, you guys can play for yourself."

When the other children heard that Ye was frightened, they all ran to find their parents.

Yunting and Jun Yuanyou here enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the back mountain, and Long Si came to report what had just happened to the prince and prince's concubine.

"I am worthy of being my daughter." Yunting was extremely relieved.

"Xiaoyan and Xiaotian have grown up. They can stand alone. We should not restrain them in everything." Jun Yuanyou comforted.

"What my husband is saying," Yunting agreed.

"The flowers over there are very good blooming, let's go and take a look." Jun Yuanyou reached out and held Yunting's hand.

Yunting smiled like a flower, feeling the temperature in Jun Yuanyou's hand conveyed from her palm. Yunting's heart was warm and nodded gently.

When the others saw the two of them holding hands, they were even more envious, and they praised the deep love between the prince and the prince's concubine.

Under a tree, Jun Yuanyou saw the flowers blooming beautifully. He reached out to pick one and pin it in Yunting's ear.

"Ting'er looks good."

Yunting was extremely satisfied: "This is something everyone knows."

Jun Yuanyou glanced at the Tongxin Lock not far away and suggested: "Ting'er, let's go and hang a Tongxin Lock."

"OK."

Yunting and Jun Yuanyou walked over and chose a lock. The two of them took pens and wrote their names. They saw a familiar figure, which was the King of Chang'an.

Yunting doubted: "Why is the King of Chang'an here too? I'm alone hanging the concentric lock?"

"What do he do?" Jun Yuanyou had no good feelings for the King of Chang'an, and suddenly met the King of Chang'an here, so he naturally didn't like it.

The Chang'an King, not far away, just heard Jun Yuanyou's words, his face froze, and then turned his head to look at Yunting: "Yunting, don't be fine, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Today is the Qunqi Festival, so we will naturally come and take a walk." Yunting replied lightly, ignoring him and continuing to lower his head to write.

The King of Chang'an was a little embarrassed, but he naturally would not give up easily when he saw Yunting: "I heard that a tofu event was held in front of the temple today. Whoever said that there were many ways to get the host to receive it personally. I wonder if the princess is interested?"

Yunting glanced at him: "I don't like to eat tofu."

In a word, I really don’t give the King of Chang’an any face.

What else did the King of Chang'an want to say? Jun Yuanyou snorted coldly: "This prince and the prince's concubine are in the padlock. Is the King of Chang'an blind to disturb you like this? You might as well go and see those noble girls when you are so annoyed. The King of Chang'an is also very old. I don't mind letting Your Majesty give you a marriage!"

The Chang'an King's face turned pale: "Jun Yuanyou, you are cruel!" He threw down his sentence and left angrily.

"Husband is amazing." Yunting gave him a thumbs up.

"If you deal with such shameless faces, you cannot show mercy." Jun Yuan said with anger.

The two of them wrote the words, opened the lock with the key and hung it on an iron chain, and then left.

After they left, a sinister eye stared at Yunting and Jun Yuanyou's locks in the dark, with fierce and gloomy eyes.

Yunting was in a very relaxed mood, and she was enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountains along the way, which was very comfortable.

Suddenly, he heard some noise from Cao in front of him. Yunting looked up and saw Molan holding a large skewer of grilled fish in his hand, which looked like five or six, and was so proud that he was walking and eating.

Molan happened to see Yunting and rushed over immediately: "Yunting, this grilled fish is good. I just roasted it, you can try it." Then he took a fish and handed it over.

Yunting took it and took a bite: "Well, the taste is really good, but how could there be grilled fish here?"

Moran was about to say something, but the young monk who chased him complained: "Princess Chen, why are you here to steal grilled fish again? This is the fish we have been raising for three years, and you have been roasted. If the master knew about it, he would definitely scold me to death."

"What are you scolding you? This fish is eaten by the princess. If your master knows it is eaten by the princess, he will definitely be happy to laugh at his front teeth. Don't be sad. Today is Qiqiao Festival. You little monk, hurry up and go and do your work." Moran urged.

The little monk glanced at the fish in Yunting's hand and was about to cry: "I'd better go face the wall and think about my mistakes."

Yunting glared at Moran: "Moran, is it appropriate for me to take the blame?"

"Who can we eat with each other? If you have fish, you can bear the blame for me." Moran smiled and feasted.

Yunting smiled helplessly: "Your King Chen hasn't come?"

"He held the child to see the tofu activity. I couldn't cook, so I just walked around casually. By the way, I heard that the Buddhist son and the host were preaching halfway up the mountain, so how could he fool everyone? Let's go and expose them." Moran suggested.

She had no good feelings for the Buddhist son, so she naturally felt rude to speak.

Yunting also wanted to see what the hell is sold in this Buddhist gourd: "Go together."

Halfway up the mountain.

The host and the Buddhist son were discussing the Dharma. There were many people watching next to him. There were three layers inside and three layers outside, and they could only see two people on the high platform from afar.

Yunting and Jun Yuanyou looked at each other, and the two walked over. They seemed to be looking forward, but their eyes swept across the crowd and observed the abnormalities.

"The prince and the prince's concubine are here!" Someone shouted.

The other onlookers watched and quickly made a way out.

The host and the Buddha naturally saw the prince and the prince's concubine. The host immediately came over and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the prince and the prince's concubine."

"The host is not given a gift." Jun Yuanyou snorted coldly.

"Thank you, Prince."
Chapter completed!