The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 659

Chapter 659: 311 Pampering (two updates)_5

Gu Yan said flatly, "I can’t shoot arrows!"

Gu Changqing spoke softly, "I’ll teach you."

Gu Yan had always dreamed of being a roaming martial arts expert—riding the fastest horse, shooting the farthest arrows. Unfortunately, his small body hadn’t even granted him the chance to ride a horse alone, let alone shoot arrows.

He couldn’t even draw a bowstring!

Gu Yan suppressed the tremor in his heart, and said disdainfully, "I don’t want to!"

Gu Changqing said softly, "Jiaojiao said your health has improved a lot. You should be able to draw the bow now, you should give it a try."

Of course, I can’t say that to take care of your health, I deliberately made the lightest bow, light enough for even a four years old to draw.

All men have pride, even the fifteen-year-old Gu Yan.

Gu Yan sneakily glanced at the bow offered by Gu Changqing, it was extremely exquisite. Every curve and pattern were in line with his aesthetics.

Most importantly, it was embedded with jade.

He was...quite tempted.

Gu Changqing seemed to see through his thoughts. He handed the bow into Gu Yan’s hand and went to set up the target, "Give it a try."

Gu Yan put on a reluctant expression and pulled on the bowstring.

He was just trying it casually, he never thought he’d actually be able to draw it!

He could draw a bow now!

Gu Yan couldn’t believe it, a rush of joy springing from his heart.

Seeing his astonished little face, a small smile couldn’t help but tug at Gu Changqing’s lips.

He also specially made a quiver and ten lightweight arrows for him.

He placed the quiver on a stone table next to Gu Yan and handed him an arrow.

Gu Yan held an arrow for the first time and didn’t quite know how to set it.

"Like this." Gu Changqing held his hand and correctly placed the arrow on the bowstring.

Gu Yan’s hand was fair and delicate, slender and exquisite. Gu Changqing’s hand was also slender, with clear bones, but it was calloused because of years of martial arts training.

He had only gently pressed on the back of Gu Yan’s hand, and a red mark quickly appeared on his hand.

Gu Changqing felt a pang of guilt, he quickly released his hand and said to Gu Yan, "Give it a shot."

Gu Yan shot an arrow, which completely missed the target.

"It’s okay, being able to shoot the first arrow is already very good." Gu Changqing gave him another arrow.

In the end, Gu Yan missed the target again.

Gu Yan was frustrated.

"Your posture is not correct." Gu Changqing went behind Gu Yan, grasping his hands and enveloping him from behind, gently drawing the bow, "You need to aim here, keep your eyes on the target... release."

Both their right hands released simultaneously.

With a swoosh, the arrow was released, hitting the bullseye!

Gu Yan exclaimed, "Wow!"

Gu Changqing looked at him with a deep fondness, "Ayan, you’re really amazing."

Gu Yan snorted, "Of course I’m amazing! You don’t need to tell me!"

A small tuft of hair on his head was sticking up again.

Gu Changqing couldn’t resist, a soft laugh escaping him.

His laughter was not loud, like warm rays of sunshine. His smile was subtle, and his body shook slightly from trying to suppress the laughter. It was unexpectedly infectious.

Gu Yan originally wanted to get angry, but he suddenly couldn’t.

He felt like he had lost his nerve. He turned his head and said not so fiercely, "Are you going to teach me archery or not?"

Gu Changqing did his best to stop laughing, but he couldn’t suppress his smile. "Yes, yes!"

Once again, he stood behind Gu Yan and gently held his soft delicate hand. He suddenly regretted having made such a rough bow, it was hurting Gu Yan’s hand.

For the entire afternoon, Gu Changqing was teaching Gu Yan archery.

Although Gu Yan and Gu Jiao were fraternal twins, they were completely different in terms of martial arts. After an afternoon of teaching, Gu Yan couldn’t hit the target with a single arrow.

Gu Yan became mad. He wasn’t willing to admit that he was underperforming and snapped irritably, "It’s this bow’s fault! What kind of bow did you make!"

Gu Changqing’s lips twitched, "Hmm, it’s the bow’s fault. I didn’t make it correctly. I will make a new one for you tomorrow."

Gu Yan turned his face away, "Hmph!"