Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

Chapter 39 Why is it my turn?

He Lianyun spoke again, her voice full of curiosity and anticipation: "Why don't we try archery instead, but this time we should try something new.

Imagine someone has an apple on their head and we take turns trying to shoot it. Wouldn't that be more thrilling?"

Huo Chengjun's eyes suddenly lit up like stars.

His excitement was palpable and he was obviously attracted by this bold suggestion.

"So, who is willing to play the role of a brave man?"

Before He Lianyun finished speaking, Huo Chengjun's eyes slyly jumped among the crowd, as if looking for the "lucky one".

Cheng Xinyue's face suddenly turned pale, as if she had foreseen some ominous omen.

She knew very well that arrows are ruthless but people are kind, but none of them possessed peerless archery skills, and if they failed, the consequences would be disastrous.

Cheng Xinyue forced a smile and tried to pass the hot potato to Su Rao: "Su Rao, how is your archery? If you are not very skilled, why don't you be the target? It is also a unique way to participate."

Su Rao responded with a relaxed and confident smile, her tone not lacking in provocation and disdain: "My archery skills will not disappoint you. Even a thousand meters away, Yang Liu can be pierced by thousands of arrows. Hehe, your hands can't wait any longer, how about I demonstrate an arrow first?"

The smile Cheng Xinyue forced seemed particularly forced, as if she was swallowing a mouthful of bitterness.

He Lianyun intervened at the right time and proposed a compromise plan: "How about this, we draw lots to decide, which is the fairest thing."

There was obviously a subtle flash of calculation in her eyes.

The "best candidate" in her mind was not Cheng Xinyue.

A moment later, a servant was urgently summoned. After He Lianyun whispered a few words, the servant quickly disappeared and reappeared with four ordinary-looking bamboo sticks in his hand.

"Only one of the four lots is marked. The person who draws that lot is the target. How do you think?"

He Lianyun showed the lots as she spoke, with a subtle smile on her lips.

Huo Chengjun nodded happily and was eager to try, but was dissuaded by He Lianyun with polite excuses, indicating that Su Rao should have priority.

Su Rao understood clearly that there must be something behind these signatures.

She became an uninvited guest in this game, and every step was filled with invisible traps.

"Since we are guests, the host should take the lead."

Su Rao responded calmly, and her calmness revealed a sharpness that should not be underestimated.

There was a hint of anxiety in He Lianyun's urging, and Huo Chengjun's dissatisfaction began to show.

All this did not go smoothly as He Lianyun planned.

The original intention was to get closer to Huo Chengjun, but now things got complicated because of the appearance of Su Rao.

"Xinrong, it seems I have no choice but to trouble you."

He Lianyun's words were filled with a determination that could not be refused. Although Cheng Xinyue knew the truth, she could do nothing about it. She had to bite the bullet and face the challenge. She secretly blamed Su Rao in her heart, saying that this disaster was all caused by her.

Her hands trembled as if she had been electrocuted as she pulled out a stick, which looked extremely heavy in the sunlight.

He Lianyun took it and pretended to be surprised, with a hint of pride hidden in her exaggerated expression: "Oh, what a coincidence, there is really a mark on it. Xinrong, your luck is really unique."

As Cheng Xinyue took the apple tremblingly, she held it high above her head and stood there.

Her heart was beating wildly, her face was as pale as snow, her palms were sweaty, and she was filled with anxiety and fear.

It almost overflowed from her tense body, but she still stood firm, facing the unknown that was about to come.

Su Rao stepped forward and stood resolutely at the front of the team. The sunlight shone on her determined face, reflecting a heroic spirit that should not be underestimated.

Her nimble fingers grasped a well-made bow and arrow with smooth, confident movements.

As she stretched out her arms, she plucked the string to its full extent, concentrating her strength on the string, as if even the dust in the air was trembling.

Her goal is clear and firm.

It was Cheng Xinyue, who looked particularly nervous at the moment.

"Hehe, I was just talking nonsense just now. Actually, my archery skills are just so-so."

As Su Rao spoke, a playful smile hung on her lips, but a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, as if everything was under control.

Hearing this, Cheng Xinyue's legs began to tremble involuntarily.

Like a leaf in the autumn wind, her face turned pale with uncontrollable fear.

Seeing this, Su Rao smiled slightly, adjusted her breathing, and raised the aiming point slightly. It was a subtle adjustment that was almost imperceptible to the archer.

With a crisp "whoosh", the arrow streaked across the sky like a meteor and hit the bull's eye. A precise arrow hole instantly appeared on the apple target.

This scene shocked Cheng Xinyue suddenly, and she saw that the arrow was firmly nailed on the apple.

She then breathed a sigh of relief, her back was already covered in cold sweat and her clothes were slightly wet, revealing her nervousness just now.

He Lianyun turned her gaze to Huo Chengjun, whose face was becoming increasingly ugly, and asked tentatively: "Chengjun, how about you give it a try too?"

Her voice was gentle but contained a subtle hint of instigation.

Upon hearing this, Huo Chengjun did not hesitate at all. He raised his hand and the arrow flew out like an eagle from a bow.

Perhaps it was a trick of fate, the arrow just brushed past Cheng Xinyue's shoulder, just a hair's breadth away from danger.

This thrilling scene made Cheng Xinyue so frightened that she fell to the ground. She felt the wetness on her trouser legs and her face felt hot.

"I...I really can't stand it anymore."

Cheng Xinyue's voice was trembling and she was almost on the verge of collapse.

Huo Chengjun frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and He Lianyun hurriedly urged: "Go change your clothes quickly, don't let people laugh at you here."

Cheng Xinyue fled in a hurry as if escaping from danger, leaving behind an awkward situation.

"The Apple target has already run away,"

Su Rao deliberately dragged out her tone, her eyes falling on He Lianyun, "It looks like I'll have to trouble Miss Chu to do it myself."

When He Lianyun heard this, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Why is it my turn now?"

Su Rao pretended to be confused and put on an exaggerated expression: "Are you still counting on Cheng Jun? This is not appropriate, right?"

Huo Chengjun also glanced at He Lianyun with dissatisfaction, and the atmosphere became a little tense for a moment.

He Lianyun struggled internally and quickly explained: "Chengjun, you misunderstood, I'm just curious why Su Rao can't do it?"

Su Rao cast a meaningful look at him, with a hint of joking in her tone: "How can I do that? If something happens to me, Prince Yi will be heartbroken. If he investigates, Madam Huo can't bear the responsibility."

He Lianyun was choked by this sentence and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She wanted to bring out Prince Yi to support her, but she didn't expect that she would lose her composure first.

Just when everyone was at a loss, He Lianyun suddenly had an idea, and he thought of a plan: "That's right! Go and bring that idiot here."

Su Rao followed her gaze, and in an instant, time seemed to freeze.

A young girl in ragged clothes appeared before everyone.