After the riding and archery examination ended, the young ladies surrounded her and Princess Hui An was pushed aside.
She was dumbfounded.
"Miss Su, you're so amazing."
"That's right. How did you shoot it?"
"Did you learn archery in Qingzhou?"
Everyone mentioned her past again and subconsciously changed the countryside to Qingzhou.
"Miss Su, can you teach me archery?"
"Your hands are so soft."
"What spice did you use? It smells so good."
The topic gradually changed.
Su Xiaoxiao was drowned by everyone's enthusiasm.
She was good at dealing with all kinds of malice and was at ease when it came to fighting.
However, she was at a loss for what to do with everyone's sincerity and kindness.
A second ago, she was still an extremely awe-inspiring sharpshooter. At this moment, she had "been tragically" pinched by the daughters who held her hands, pulled her sleeves, and hooked her arms.
