Chapter 113: Rub and shoot a miracle (1)

Cao Gui's eyes hurt with a playful smile.
Without thinking about it, he nodded and agreed.
Coincidentally at this time, a man wearing a bright yellow robe, with a noble temperament and a handsome face, walked in the distance.
Suddenly, everyone Shan called His Royal Highness.
Fortunately, when we came to the hunting ground today, everyone was wearing riding clothes, and there was no need to bow down.
As soon as the crown prince appeared, Cao Gui immediately walked to him and explained the incident briefly. Of course, he only covered the story of Fatty Shao, mainly talking about his bet with Mu Qingge.
"You are too rash, how can you take the initiative to propose such a gambling agreement?" Qin Yiyao took the opportunity to pull Mu Qingge to her side, reproachfully.
Mu Qingge raised his lips and smiled: "Do you think I will lose?"
Qin Yiyao was taken aback, and there was a reassuring magic in that smile, leaving her speechless.
"The boss will definitely win! The boss will clean up the bastard for me!" Fatty Shao was full of confidence in Mu Qingge.
Bai Xiyue hid among the crowd and did not step forward. Instead, he looked at the prince secretly and compared him with the king of Rui in his heart.
Of course, she didn't care about this bet at all. In her opinion, it is impossible for Mu Qingge to win at all, but he is used to being arrogant and thinks he is very good.
Today, Mu Qingge is destined to take his own humiliation.
On the other side, the prince already knew what had happened. For the Mu family, he is also coveted. However, the queen mother said that Mu Xiong is an old bone that is difficult to gnaw, and it is difficult to win.
Therefore, in terms of attitude towards Mu's family, it is best not to deliberately get close, a little colder may be unexpected.
Furthermore, the queen mother said that the father had secretly prepared to deal with the Mu family. If you are too close to the Mu family, you might be implicated when the Mu family's deadline arrives.
However, the hundreds of thousands of iron-blooded lions in Mu Xiong's hands, like drugs, tempted Prince Qin Jinxiu.
"His Royal Highness, am I winning or losing?" Cao Gui asked cautiously. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to lose to Mu Qingge at all. One was in front of Princess Changle, and the other was the bet he just made.
However, in front of the prince, he still had to make some gestures.
Qin Jinxiu pursed her lips in deep thought, raised her eyes and glanced at a red dress, giving Mu Qingge a casual and chic look. The surprise in the eyes flashed by, and finally made a decision. "Do your best."
Cao Gui suddenly understood.
It seems that the prince did not particularly want to befriend Mu Qingge.
After guessing the prince's thoughts, Cao Gui's waist straightened. There was more sarcasm and disdain in the eyes of Mu Qingge.
It seems that when Mu Qingge competes with him, it is like a child who has just learned to walk challenging an adult over his/her own ability.
With the prince to come forward, the competition soon began.
According to the rules, Mu Qingge and Cao Gui should ride horses to a hundred paces away, then turn around and shoot arrows. A total of nine arrows hit the red heart, which is ten rings. The further away from the red heart, the lower the number of rings.
Add the nine arrows, whoever has the highest number of rings wins.
To be fair, the horses of Mu Qingge and Cao Guiqi were selected in the horse farm of the hunting ground.
Turning on his horse at the starting point, Cao Gui suddenly smiled at Mu Qingge: "Little Sir, if you are lucky enough to win, there is no need for the Little Sir to kneel, just ask the Sir to introduce His Majesty the Holy King for me?"
Mu Qingge curled his lips and smiled: "Win first, then talk." After that, he rode his horse farther away, as if he didn't want to talk to him again.
Cao Gui's eyes darkened, and a trace of sullenness ran across his eyes.