Nangong Yehen curled his lips. "I'll make sure you hit the bullseye."
He pressed her index finger and fired the bullet.
Bang!
The target fell. To see how many rings she hit, they'd have to go pick it up and check.
"Knock down the rest of the targets. Treat them like people trying to take your life." Nangong Yehen released her.
"Alright..."
Once he let go, her body felt much cooler. But in her heart, there seemed to be a trace of reluctance.
No way!
Chu Lingzhi bit her lower lip. She couldn't easily develop feelings for a man.
Especially a man like Nangong Yehen!
Women vying for his favor lined the entire Wu Kingdom.
She didn't want to face rival love interests every time she stepped in or out of the door.
Falling for him meant a life without peace.
She was staying here solely to build a bond with Nangong Yichen.
It was all so they could grow up with their parents—not for him—
Whether it was because her mind wasn't calm or her marksmanship was truly terrible.
Out of ten targets, she only hit three.
The targets were shaped like people, with such large bodies, yet she couldn't hit them.
Standing nearby as her coach, Nangong Yehen was deeply dissatisfied with her performance.
His handsome brows arched high. "Continue!"
Bang, bang, bang!
Of the remaining seven targets, she only hit two.
"Stupid woman, your mind's elsewhere." Nangong Yehen walked over and snatched the gun from her.
"What are you thinking about?"
After asking, Nangong Yehen felt puzzled.
Damn it, when had he started taking an interest in her affairs?
"Thinking about my sons." Chu Lingzhi shot him a glare and said irritably.
"They're my sons too."
"I don't need you to remind me." She rolled her eyes.
"If you miss them, you can go back and be with them. What are you doing here?" Nangong Yehen's eyes flickered, and he curled his lips. "Don't tell me you missed me?"
"I'm about to throw up."
"Woman, don't be too insolent in front of me." He grabbed her chin, staring at her in warning.
"I came here to practice shooting. How was I supposed to know you'd be here?"
"Interested in guns?"
"Didn't you just tell me to practice every day? Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"
"But you were distracted just now."
"Heh heh... Young Master Nangong truly has sharp eyes. You can tell I'm distracted even like this."
Was her wandering mind really that obvious?
"What are you thinking about?"
His fingers tightened, and she felt her chin ache.
"When holding a gun, of course I'm thinking about killing the enemy." Chu Lingzhi slapped his hand away. "Don't pinch me like that. It hurts."
"Those targets are your enemies. If you focus on them, you won't miss."
"Bad eyesight, poor marksmanship."
"Liar."
"Believe it or not." She didn't want to waste more words with him and reached out. "Give me the gun."
Nangong Yehen placed the gun in her hand, looking at her with a half-smile. "I like women with perseverance."
Chu Lingzhi snorted coldly. "I just don't want to be killed by your enemies or become your burden. Besides, more skills don't weigh you down, and a skilled person is bold."
At this, Nangong Yehen's face suddenly turned cold, his deep gaze locking onto her face. "Chu Lingzhi, I'll ask you one more time: are you afraid of being my woman? Following me means danger at any moment."
Chu Lingzhi gave a mocking smile. "Do I have a choice? Between fear and being with my sons, of course I'll stay by their side."