The night is like the thick ink in a scroll, and the stars are like embellishments, spreading in it, bringing a bit of poetry to the sound of the wind.

A man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes raised his head and looked at his young boy seriously. Looking at the picture alone, it was a beautiful scene.

He Yan was silent.

Xiao Jue spoke with a faint voice, "Your name is He Yan?"

He Yan was shocked and blurted out, "Am I so famous?"

In the barracks, she thought she was not as good as she was shocked by the governor. Why did even Xiao Jue know her now?

Xiao Jue sneered, "He ran with a heavy load and counted down the countdown, and he couldn't open the bow and crossbow," he looked down at He Yan's head from a high place, and said lightly: "I'm still so short, I can't think of anyone else in the barracks."

He Yan: "..."

Still so...short...

In an instant, she seemed to be back to the first meeting with Xiao Jue at Xianchang Pavilion. Xiao Jue's four-character evaluation of her was stupid and short.

Unexpectedly, after changing his body, Xiao Jue still commented on her when he saw her. He was as arrogant and unkind as ever. Looking at him like this, he would lose the indifference brought by growing up into a young man, just like a young man who was so outstanding that he was almost mean.

He Yan was naturally very wronged. To be honest, she was not called "short" among women. But she looked as weak as a chicken in the military camp where there were burly men everywhere. But this is no wonder. When she was He Yan, she was a little taller than she is now. Moreover, when He Ru did not replace her later, others would not think that General Feihong was a short man. But now, she can't stuff cushions into her shoes, making her look taller.

She was thinking, but Xiao Jue was getting closer, so the distance between her was a bit too close.

He Yan was stunned.

His eyes are very beautiful, with gentle eyes. When he looks at her with his eyes down, he teaches people to have an illusion, as if he is looking at his lover. His skin is also very white, and he looks more crystal clear than Miss He. His eyebrows and eyes look picturesque. His hair is tied up and hanging on his shoulders, and it looks cool. With a faint fragrance of Yuelin, it makes people want to touch it.

He Yan thought to himself that the fairy who came riding a deer would turn away in shame when she saw this person. No wonder so many women in the capital had this noble man in the spring boudoir dreams. He would never get tired of seeing this face for the rest of his life.

"What are you thinking?" he asked calmly.

"I'm thinking about what to eat to look as good as you." He Yan replied.

His movements froze and he stopped bullying himself and approached. As if he had verified some results, he looked away and said, "Bored!"

He didn't curse? He Yan was surprised. She thought Xiao Jue was going to bring out the military order to swear her. But then she realized that Xiao Jue had not yet revealed his identity. According to common sense, she shouldn't "know" who he was, so she could only be like a stranger who accidentally bumped into her here to practice ginger.

"What's so boring about this?" He Yan blew his forehead and said carelessly, "Everyone has a love for beauty."

Xiao Jue stopped and looked at him calmly. That glance seemed to be looking at a dead person. He Yan looked back fearlessly. He probably had never seen someone as ignorant as life and death. Xiao Jue was also stunned for a moment, then he seemed to sneer, turned around and strode away, leaving only He Yan in the martial arts venue.

He Yan encountered something.

Xiao Jue's temper is colder than before, but it is better than before. In the past, he was able to anger him like this, and he could respond with sarcasm without repetition, but now he just glanced at her and did not want to say more to her. She didn't dare to provoke Xiao Jue back then, but now the noble second son of the Xiao family is disdainful to confront others like he did when he was a child. Doesn't that mean that she can piss off Xiao Jue to death and avenge the heartbreak he gave her back then?

God is still fair. She thought, but she said, "Feng Shui will change, and I will come to my house today."

Very good.

...

After Xiao Jue left, He Yan pulled the crossbow for another half an hour. His hands were so sore that he could not tolerate it, and then he went back to bed. Early the next morning, he woke up a little later, and Xiaomai pushed him: "Brother Ahe, get up."

He Yan opened his eyes.

When she was a teenager, no matter how late she practiced swords late at night, she could still go to listen to her teacher's lectures in a vibrant way the next day. Now she has only been staying up all night, and it is not too late, so she feels uneasy.

Could it be that he was really a life of suffering in his previous life? He Yan reflected on himself like this?

No matter how reflective you, you still have to do what you should do. Today, you are also running with sandbags. After running, everyone consciously went to the back of the martial arts field with the recruits in the team to prepare for the place where they shot archery yesterday.

The crossbow had been put up long ago. There was no coolness at night during the day, and the sun was so bright that it was a little dazzling. Teacher Liang stood beside the crossbow, and the recruits tried the bow one by one. Compared to yesterday, the recruits were not so excited, and their techniques were much more stable. There were fewer shots in messy places, at least they were all aimed at the target.

Hong Shan also went to shoot, and he shot better than yesterday. Shi Tou still won the praise of Teacher Liang. Although Xiaomai had little strength, it was not bad. Moreover, because Shi Tou's brother was giving advice, it was also obvious.

He Yan saw the king and domineering again.

Wang Ba walked forward slowly and gave He Yan a contemptuous look before pulling the bow. He Yan smiled back, which seemed to have angered him. He immediately lowered his face and pulled the bow and shot arrow without thinking.

With a "swoosh", the feather arrow broke through the air and passed through the straw target. The picture was almost exactly the same as yesterday. The straw target was taken forward and poured out.

The recruits around immediately applauded and applauded. People always admired the strong here.

Wang Ba put down his bow, walked to He Yan, and said in awe: "It's your turn." He deliberately raised his voice so that everyone around him could hear it: "You couldn't pull the bow yesterday, but said in front of everyone that you can pull it today. Brother He Yan, let's see how you pulled the bow today, how about it?"

For a moment, all eyes looked at He Yan.

When pulling the bow yesterday, the name He Yan was almost known to the entire barracks. Everyone knew that there was a new recruit under the command of Teacher Liang, who couldn't even pull the bow, and he dared to speak ruthlessly. When he saw the real person, he looked at He Yan one after another, waiting to watch the fun.

"Brother Ahe..." Xiaomai pulled off the corner of her clothes with some timidity.

He Yan smiled at him and walked out slowly. She faced Wang Ba's malicious smile, with a frank expression and a modest tone, "I can't remember my words so clearly."

"You want to see it so much, let me see it." She said lightly.

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Chapter completed!