Chapter 131 Pointing directly at his head...

Author: Yulou Renzui

Chapter 131 Pointing directly at his head...

Until the restless turmoil inside calmed down...

He wanted to lift up his feet and leave, but in the end he still felt uneasy. He turned back and took a look at her, only to realize that her whole body looked like she had been fished out of the water. One strand of her hair was already soaked, and her small face had changed from its original shape.

The red color turned pale as paper.

This is finally over.

Jun Mochen's heart, which had been tense all night, finally calmed down. He called Jin'er and asked her to help Gu Qianzhou wipe himself and change clothes.

It wasn't until Gu Qianzhou finished packing and fell asleep that he left.

The queen, mother and son used such despicable means to make such calculations. The emperor's punishment for them was nothing more than grounding and confinement. This was too lenient.

The emperor didn't want such a scandal in the royal family to spread, so he didn't care. He summoned Jingyun and gave some cold instructions.

Jingyun responded and turned around.

Yesterday, he stopped the emperor at Longqing Pond and said that he had something urgent to report. This lie had to be corrected. Jun Mochen practiced a set of sword skills in the yard. Seeing that it was almost time, he changed his clothes and went to see the emperor.

I picked something urgent and reported it.

He was about to return to Beijing tomorrow, and the emperor suddenly had an idea to take a few princes out for hunting, and also to see if their martial arts had improved.

In the hunting competition two days ago, there was no winner because Jun Mo fell into the abyss. This time the emperor personally led it, and everyone was gearing up to show off.

The seventh prince who had just made a mistake was also taken out. After all, even if he had to be put into solitary confinement, he had to return to the palace before he could be put into solitary confinement.

The Seventh Prince just woke up from a hallucination. He was so weak that he was forced to mount the horse again. It really cost him his life. He was almost too weak to climb on the horse.

The emperor glanced over, and he could only force himself to climb up.

The emperor led the princes to hunt, accompanied by a group of courtiers, and rushed into the forest in a mighty manner.

The quiet mountain forest suddenly became full of noise as birds started to panic and animals ran away.

After entering the forest for a while, the emperor shot an elk with an arrow, which attracted loud cheers from the surrounding officials.

The emperor's anger, which he had been holding back all night, dissipated a lot because of the arrow shot. He looked at the ministers around him and laughed heartily, "Stop crowding around me, show your true skills. The one who comes out on top, I will

There are many rewards.”

The ministers responded loudly and galloped forward. Birds were frightened, beasts were running, and the mountains and the earth were roaring.

The seventh prince knew that he had made his father unhappy, so he endured the false pressure and held himself up, hoping to hunt a few good ones and claim credit in front of his father.

He didn't want to go all the way down, not to mention the big prey, he didn't even hunt a small bird or a small squirrel.

Because every time he kept a close eye on his prey and wanted to release an arrow, an arrow would fly out from the side and hit the prey before him.

Repeatedly and again, he finally realized something was wrong, looked around, and said coldly, "Who dares to block..."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp arrow suddenly flew straight from the grass, the tail of the arrow rustled, and it seemed to be carrying the force of thunder, pointing directly at his head...

His pupils flickered, his heart was broken, and he swerved aside, but the arrow feathers still flew past his cheek, bringing up a strong gust of wind that made his eardrums buzz.

He was so shocked that he was covered in cold sweat and his body was so weak that he couldn't even hold on to the reins and fell off the horse.

He fell to the ground and didn't even bother to get up. He quickly raised his hand and touched his cheek, once, and again, to make sure that his cheek was not pierced by the sharp arrow. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body

The person collapsed to the ground.

Jun Mochen rode a tall black horse and walked out of the tall grass...
Chapter completed!