"you… "
Mu Qi'er's face turned red, she was angry and pointed at Su Qiao, "You are kidding me!"
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at her and said, "I've already told you it's too boring. I don't want to compete with you, but you just won't."
"Hmph, don't get too complacent yet, there's still archery!" Mu Qier snorted coldly and rode away angrily.
Behind him, Su Qiao slowly followed, "Okay, I won't be proud."
In fact, she was really not proud.
Her riding skills are not the best, but they are not too bad either.
In addition, this horse had been fed spiritual spring water by her before, so its physical fitness was simply incomparable to these horses.
So winning was not something unexpected.
Next up is archery.
Su Qiao, who had a strong soul and great martial arts skills, won easily.
Everyone just saw her riding on a galloping horse, without even taking aim, she just casually nocked the arrow and shot, hitting the bull's eye of the whip.
It's like hitting the target from a hundred paces away.
Mu Qier's face was so unbearable that she turned around and rode away in anger.
Su Qiao won, and when he returned, he was greeted with cheers, including from many people from Saibei.
The children of the grassland are the most generous.
They admire great warriors.
General Su, who led the troops to recapture the northern frontier back then, actually holds a very high status in the hearts of the people in the northern frontier.
Now that his daughter is so powerful, they feel a sense of admiration and awe for her.
The ministers originally had some opinions about Su Qiao for agreeing to the competition so easily, but now they could only sigh.
“I didn’t expect General Su to raise his daughter so well.”
"Yes, you are worthy of being the general who protects the country."
A silly daughter can be raised to be so outstanding, no wonder the Tiger March makes other countries so afraid.
The old emperor also had a kind smile on his face. "What reward does Xiao Qiao want?"
Su Qiao rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of something delicious, and smacked his lips twice.
"Your Majesty, the cakes you had last time were delicious. Why don't you give me a few more plates of that cake?"
The old emperor smiled more amiably, "Haha, OK."
"Don't you want anything else, Xiao Qiao?"
"Anything else?"
Su Qiao thought about it and shook his head very honestly, "I don't want anything."
I want the chair under your butt, but you definitely won’t give it to me voluntarily.
"Then I will give Xiao Qiao some more delicious food."
Su Qiao politely made an awkward salute and said, "Well, thank you, Your Majesty. I will go back to eat barbecue."
"Okay, go ahead." The old emperor knew that she loved to eat, so he didn't stop her.
Su Qiao happily ran towards Duanmu Han, and when passing by Su Yan, he glanced at her with contempt.
Su Yan's face looked extremely ugly.
She didn't expect Su Qiao to be so good at riding and shooting, and also had great martial arts skills. She was so angry that her heart ached.
After the banquet, Su Qiao did not go out again, and focused on developing an antidote.
It was not until he returned to the capital that he finally succeeded in developing the product.
Before that, she injected the poisonous blood forced out by Duanmu Han into the rabbit's body and did some experiments. Only after making sure that there was no problem did she dare to help Duanmu Han expel the poison.
The time for detoxification was chosen to be late at night when everyone was asleep. Firstly, they were afraid of being disturbed, and secondly, Duanmu Han had already been detoxified and no one could know about it.
Shi Bei arranged hundreds of secret guards to quietly guard the four sides of the house, not daring to let in even a fly.
Several large buckets of hot water had been prepared in the room, and Su Qiao dripped varying amounts of spiritual spring water into them.
This is to warm up Duanmu Han's body after the poison is removed.
Under the candlelight, Su Qiao held a thin and long silver needle in his hand. "Are you scared?"
"With Qiao Qiao here, I'm not afraid."
Duanmu Han was wearing a middle-aged shirt and sitting on a stool with a calm expression.
"It's going to hurt a little."
"Qiao Qiao, kiss me and it won't hurt." Duanmu Han hugged her waist and acted proudly.