Even before Yan Mingzhu could react, Mingtai grabbed her wrist.
Yan Mingzhu didn't even have a chance to regain her consciousness. An inch of her wrist was gently rubbed twice by rough, calloused fingers.
At this moment, Yan Mingzhu's whole body trembled like electricity rubbing against flint. She should have retracted her hand immediately.
But in the next moment, she saw Mingtai staring at her with red eyes!
It was as if he could see through her body and see through her true soul.
Not only could she not say anything, she didn't even have the courage to pull her hand back. The corners of her eyes were sore and tears welled up in her eyes.
At this moment, it was as if the two of them were the only ones left in the whole world, as if they had finally met each other after tens of millions of years.
Fortunately, at this time, Qi Jue came over, pressed his hand on the back of Mingtai's hand, and forced his hand to open quietly.
"Ming Xiang thought that Miss Yan's pot-throwing skills were too superb, so she was dumbfounded for a moment and wanted to ask for advice?"
Mingtai didn't say anything, still just staring at Yan Mingzhu. However, when Qi Jue interrupted him, Yan Mingzhu finally reacted and had the courage to move.
Out of instinct, Yan Mingzhu did not have the courage to look directly at Mingtai, so she hid behind Qi Jue.
Qi Jue noticed her abnormality at the first moment, moved two steps without leaving a trace, and used his tall body to block most of Mingtai's view from her.
Yan Mingzhu thought Mingtai would ask something, but in the end, he laughed instead, "Yes, Miss Yan's pot throwing skills are really good. It reminded me of some things in the past. I lost my temper for a moment. I'm sorry.
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"Ming Xiang's words are serious. If Ming Xiang also wants to learn, I will definitely give you all my money to teach you."
Mingtai looked at her deeply and said, "Okay, from now on, there will be more interruptions."
Yan Mingzhu: "..."
She was just being polite. There was no need for my brother to climb up the pole, right?
"If Ming Xiang wants to learn, she doesn't have to worry about being a little girl. I can teach you with all my money."
Qi Jue gave Yan Mingzhu a look, and she immediately understood and took a step back. Qi Jue walked to the position of throwing the pot, taking one on the left and one on the right, a total of twenty short arrows.
I saw him first throwing the ten short arrows on the left into the air with one hand, followed by the ten short arrows on the right, and the ten short arrows thrown behind hit the short arrows in front.
Twenty short arrows came one after another, like a goddess scattering flowers. With several bang bang bang bangs, the twenty short arrows fell neatly and orderly into the quiver!
I originally thought that Yan Mingzhu's ability to throw ten short arrows in a row was already the limit of pot throwing, but he didn't expect Qi Jue to casually throw a double one.
Under everyone's shocked and disbelieving gazes, Qi Jue calmly retracted his hand and clasped one hand behind his back, "It's embarrassing. I wonder if this king's skills are worthy of giving me some advice?"
"Your Highness is extremely skilled, and you are not worthy of being a humble minister. Zizhan, haven't you always wanted to learn how to throw pots quickly and effectively? Now that the master is here, why don't you ask for advice?"
Ming Zizhan, who had no idea that Qi Jue and Ming Tai were secretly fighting each other, had no idea that he was being pushed out to block the arrow by his father.
Upon hearing Mingtai's words, Ming Zizhan didn't even think about it, and immediately stepped forward happily, forgetting all about his previous grudges.
"Your Highness, I was negligent earlier. Your Highness's throwing skills are the most powerful I have ever seen in my life. I wonder if you can teach me some skills?"
Qi Jue did not regard Ming Zizhan as his enemy at first, so he nodded slightly and said: "Second Master Ming is so eager to learn, I will teach you a thing or two."
After the small episode, Mingtai didn't say anything else and returned to his seat.
Mrs. Ming grabbed the hem of his clothes and whispered: "Husband, what did you do suddenly? Don't scare the little girl."
"Madam, I'm very happy."
Mingtai suddenly grabbed her hand with force. While speaking, his eye circles were already red, "I am so happy. In the past seventeen years, I have never been happier than today!"
These incomprehensible words made Mrs. Ming confused, "Husband, what are you talking about? What a happy event, how come I don't know about it?"
"There are a lot of people talking about it right now. I'll tell you in detail when I get back."
Mingtai forcibly suppressed the excitement and joy in his heart. He had been waiting for it for seventeen years. Now, in just a few hours, he had to calm down, otherwise he would scare people away.
No, absolutely not, you have to take your time.
At this time, the other side was also quite lively.
So some young men took the lead, reading poems and painting at the other end of the waterside pavilion.
Somehow, one of the young masters met Lin Huihui.
The young master made a painting, just like a peacock spreading its tail, showing off. Lin Huihui couldn't see that this man was frivolous, so she took the initiative to challenge him.
Lin Huihui painted a winter snow scene with mountains, water, and cranes playing by the water. It was quite a fairyland and won applause from the audience.
Yuan Yixiao loves to join in the fun. In addition, she has been trapped in the house for the past three months and has been bored to death. Now that she can finally see the light of day, she is so excited that she goes wherever the excitement is.
He also took Yan Mingzhu with him and excitedly went over to watch the fun, "Cousin, it looks interesting over there. Let's go over and have a look."
Qi Jue originally wanted to whisper to Yan Mingzhu, but as a result, he had just finished showing off, and before he had a chance to say a word to Yan Mingzhu, he watched Yuan Yi smile and pull Yan Mingzhu away again.
I sighed silently in my heart, it was not good for my sister-in-law to be too lively and active. At this time, shouldn't I look at the face of his future brother-in-law and try my best to let him and Yan Mingzhu stay together?
As a result, Yuan Yi laughed and dragged Yan Mingzhu along, running around the place and joining in on all the fun. As a result, he and Yan Mingzhu couldn't even speak a complete sentence.
Although he was helpless, Qi Jue followed him without any complaints. When he followed, Ming Xingjian also passed by, and they happened to be walking together.
"Your Highness has superb riding skills. He has surpassed everyone even if he never thought about throwing pots. I admire him very much."
Qi Jue glanced at him, "It's just a little skill. After all, there is nothing in this world that I can't do except giving birth to children."
Ming Xing Jian: "..."
I'm just complimenting myself out of politeness, but I'm also flattering myself?
Here, Yuan Yixiao wowed after seeing Lin Huihui's painting, "It's so artistic, just like Qiong Yao's bathhouse. Miss Lin is so awesome."
"Miss Yuan San has won the prize."
With a smile on her face, Lin Huihui caught a glimpse of Ming Xingjian walking in this direction from the corner of her eye, and suddenly said: "I just saw Miss Yan's skill in throwing pots. Huihui really admires her. I wonder if I am lucky enough to be able to watch Yan San."
Three girls’ paintings?”
I don't know why, but at this moment, Yuan Yi smiled and felt the slightest hint of hostility between women.
Blocking his mouth, he whispered to Yan Mingzhu: "Cousin, can you paint? If not, I will do it for you. I feel that the other person is not kind."