Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

Luo Yunran took away the bow and arrow from Dong Jinlin's hand at the first time. Almost when she touched the bow, the bow had fallen off from Dong Jinlin's hand.

Fortunately, Luo Yunran acted quickly. There was no obvious fault between taking off and connecting. Others didn't see it at all.

Dongjinlin took a deep look at her. Luo Yunran didn't see it. He naturally walked over, touched the bow string, returned the bow to dongchengrui, and said, "it seems that your highness Si is a great achievement this time. When all the soldiers in the border area change into such a bow, their combat effectiveness must be greatly improved."

Dongchengrui answered with a smile. He just wanted to be polite, but a man beside him poured a basin of cold water very untimely.

"It can't improve combat effectiveness." it's dongjinlin.

Luo Yunran turned back and raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

Dongchengrui's bright smile also froze on his face for a moment, "what does seventh uncle say?"

No one knows how hard it took him to find a supplier from the western regions. He offered a price ten times higher than the market price. The merchant promised to take the risk to provide him with a batch of ox horn bows.

"This kind of bow and string is made of ox tendon, and its power is indeed greater than that used by cangyun army now. However," dongjinlin described it leisurely and indifferent, "it has a fatal disadvantage - it can't be affected by moisture. Once it is affected by moisture, the bow and string will lose its toughness. Therefore, after the summer moon and rain, many Northerners don't attack it."

The more dongjinlin said, the face of the fourth prince became bluer and bluer.

Dongchengyi glanced at him, scolded him "stupid", stretched out his hand and patted the fourth prince on the shoulder, "don't be too sad, the fourth brother. You are so hard-working. You have no credit and hard work. The father and Emperor will understand."

"Damp?" Luo Yunran stroked the bow string, as if thinking.

Dongjinlin thought, "do you have a way?"

"Huh?" Luo Yunran glanced at him inexplicably.

Dongjinlin immediately felt that his question was obviously out of his mind. The nomads in the north had not solved the problem for so many years. What can Luo Yunran do for a weak woman raised in the boudoir.

But he just looked at her look. He didn't know how, so he blurted out.

"Forget it, it's all right," said Dong Jinlin.

"There's no way," Luo Yunran said suddenly.

Disappointed dongchengrui stared like a copper bell for a moment, and was so excited that he grabbed Luo Yunran's shoulder, "what way! Talk about it!"

Dongjinlin's purple eyes converged and looked at the hand that dongchengrui put on Luo Yunran's shoulder. A sharp edge overflowed from the end of his narrow eyes.

Dongchengrui felt a sudden chill in the back of his neck. Subconsciously, he turned his hand back and touched his lower neck.

Looking back, I didn't see any abnormality. I was puzzled, but I was still very excited to wait for Luo Yunran's answer, "what is the way? Can it really solve the problem of cow tendon string moisture? Or is there anything more suitable for bow string than cow tendon?"

"Fourth brother, are you worried and confused? What does Luo Yunran know about her? I'm afraid she hasn't even opened her bow in her life. Do you really expect her to give you a good plan?" Dong Chengyi shook his head and said something cool while sorting out his clothes that had been disordered just now because of archery.

Dongchengrui smiled "hey hey" and threw his eyes brightly at Luo Yunran. "I don't agree with you, brother. Maybe Luo Yunran is just talented? And there is a saying that those who are in the game and those who are on the sidelines are clear. Maybe it's because she has never bothered to study these things, so she can see the key to the problem at a glance. Maybe it's aunt seven?"

Dongchengrui winked at Luo Yunran.