Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 97 - 96: Who Doesn’t Know How Bad My Riding Skills Are
As soon as Su Juan spoke, Song Qianfan’s face turned even darker.
If her arrow had been just a little off, it wouldn’t be a rabbit lying there.
Anyone with any sense would see that Su Juan’s shot was a warning to Song Qianfan to restrain himself.
Su Juan squinted, [Look how scared Song Qianfan is; I’m not stupid enough to blatantly kill the Princely Heir during the spring hunt.]
She put away her bow and arrows, looking at Song Qianfan, suddenly realizing that this person is not that remarkable either, besides using some underhanded tactics, without power and influence, there’s nothing to be afraid of.
But Song Qianfan, with a cold face, addressed her, "Su Juan, do you dare to compete with me?"
Su Juan blinked, as if she hadn’t heard what he said, "I don’t know what the Young Master wants to compete with me in?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
At this time, the people in the distance were already approaching, faintly hearing the voices of the two, they stopped, a lone man and woman in the deep forest, their gossip hearts burning intensely.
Song Qianfan said coldly, "Let’s compete in archery on horseback."
Now Su Juan understood, it turns out that her arrow just now shattered his self-esteem, and he’s trying to salvage it now.
Su Juan looked innocent, "Young Master, you really flatter me, don’t you?"
Before Song Qianfan could speak, Su Juan opened her mouth and continued, "If your archery on horseback is considered second in Jin, no one would dare to claim first; how could I dare to compete with you?"
Song Qianfan’s face then eased a little, but he subconsciously felt that it didn’t sound like something Su Juan would say.
The people hidden in the shadows were also surprised, does this Vice Director know how to say such nice words?
In the next second, Su Juan’s inner thoughts sounded, [This is hilarious, yesterday I almost fell off a horse and everyone knows how bad my riding skills are?]
Everyone: The Vice Director’s riding skills are indeed terrible.
Yesterday’s embarrassment at the racetrack is still fresh in our minds.
[Song Qianfan still wants to compete with me in archery on horseback, how scared is he of losing?]
Song Qianfan’s eyes darkened, "If you are afraid your riding skills are not good, then we won’t compete in riding skills."
Su Juan smiled, "Young Master, you flatter me again, it’s my first time handling a bow and arrow, truly I do not dare compare with you."
She stared at Song Qianfan for a few times, really unable to understand.
[To compete with a girl, how dares he, not afraid of being laughed at by the world if he loses?]
Su Juan smiled sweetly, "If the Young Master is not busy with anything else lately, just give me the letter of release, it’s not good for me to write it myself, that would harm your dignity."
Song Qianfan sneered, "Su Juan, in my case, there is only widowhood, not separation."
Want to part ways? Dream on.
Su Juan smiled slightly, she has heard these words more than once, "Young Master, it’s better if we part amicably, that’s dignified."
Saying this, she tugged at the reins, turned the horse around, and left, thinking of Song Qianfan behind her, shaking her head repeatedly, [How many times has Song Qianfan lost face, yet he never learns the lesson?]
Song Qianfan’s face looked terrible, the words Su Juan just said echoed in his ears.
If I were you, I’d kill someone with a swift, precise, and ruthless strike, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe.
Killing someone is simply shooting an arrow, easy and efficient.
He slowly picked up the big bow from the horse’s back, drew the arrow and bow, aimed at the far-off swaying Su Juan, eyes gleaming with a killing coldness.
Just killing...
At the moment the arrow flew out, it was knocked down by arrows flying from two directions, a hidden weapon lying on the ground, Song Qianfan quickly looked around, staring at the direction the arrows came from, but no one appeared.
In the distance, the sound of horse hooves approached, someone was coming.
He had to put away the bow and arrows, looking down at the two arrows stuck in the ground with engraved marks, face sullen, this woman is truly getting harder to kill.
Su Juan could hear the commotion behind her, but she didn’t turn her head, guessing it was the same person who helped her last time secretly protecting her again.
...
Leaving the forest, Xie Xun shook off the leaves on his clothes, looking at Duke Ping, "Old man, can you not make clothes for that girl Su Juan identical to mine next time?"
Su Juan wore them, and she almost stole my thunder today.
Duke Ping glanced at him, "Your outfit is made from the leftover fabric from Su Juan’s clothes."
In other words, you’re lucky to have something to wear at all, being picky and choosy, are you complaining now?
Xie Xun’s forehead twitched, no wonder!
He thought the old man had changed, actually preparing clothes for him, this was a first; he checked them carefully for a long time and found nothing wrong, turns out it was leftover from Su Juan, now that makes sense!
Duke Ping looked at his son, known for his dissolute character, and spoke earnestly, "Su Juan, this girl, has a difficult life, you being older should take care of her more often."
Xie Xun snorted, "Old man, your heart has been swayed, hasn’t it? Su Juan is likable, but I’m your real son."
"Have you thought it through? That girl has offended way too many people, getting involved with her won’t bring any good to our Duke Mansion."
Xie Xun said, looking at his father, who usually knows best how to weigh pros and cons concerning the Xie Family issues, wondering if he’s lost his judgement in Su Juan’s case.
Before coming to Tianyun Mountain, he even had an estate at the Duke Mansion repaired with a dressing table and all sorts of things a young lady would use, obviously for Su Juan.
Although he quite enjoyed spending time with Su Juan, he had to remind the old man.
Duke Ping remained silent for a while, glanced around, and whispered, "Haven’t you noticed she resembles your little aunt from the palace by six or seven points?"
Xie Xun was slightly startled... dry laughed twice, "Old man, don’t joke around, the little princess was lost decades ago, Su Juan is far too young."
"There are plenty of people who look alike."
Previously, that favored concubine Su in the palace also looked a few points like the little aunt, didn’t she?
How could Su Juan possibly be the little aunt’s daughter?
Duke Ping said, "I looked into Su Juan’s deceased mother, she grew up with mountain hunters, was sold and escaped on the way to a wealthy family, lived as a beggar, has no parents, looks identical to your little aunt."
Xie Xun was speechless, looking at Duke Ping in disbelief, so...Su Juan is the little aunt’s daughter?
The little aunt and the Emperor’s...!?
Xie Xun was thunderstruck, "Her marriage... is absurd!"
And Song Qianhang, his eyes nearly glued to Su Juan, right?
Heavens, it’s too outlandish, thank goodness the two don’t fancy each other; it’s even more ridiculous than in storybooks.
This needs to be separated quickly!
Duke Ping said solemnly, "I will handle this matter thoughtfully, her identity must not be disclosed, if the separation isn’t done in a few days, I’ll report truthfully in the palace, His Majesty will decide."
Xie Xun: "I understand the implications, I won’t speak of it outside."
Currently, the court situation is chaotic, Prince Heng was defeated, Prince Han holds the advantage, but Prince Jing, after all, is His Majesty’s brother from the same mother, clearly more favored, plus Song Qianfan’s covetousness, Su Juan being a girl has it much harder than if she were a man.
If her lineage were discovered now and forced into faction clashes, she might draw greater threats to her life.
Although aware of this, he couldn’t recover from the shock, still feeling as if dreaming, how did Su Juan become Royal Family bloodline...
He kept shaking his head, scary, too scary.
