Qian Jin's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, and she stared fiercely at the sharp arrow that fell on the ground, but it missed again...
"This young lady is smart and knows how to shoot more than one arrow. Unfortunately, her archery skills are not very good. One arrow can only hit one apple. You have to shoot three arrows to finish all three apples." Mu Liufeng Casually appraised, and leisurely took a sip of the fine wine.
Murong Xue glanced at Qianjin, and saw that she was wearing a pink long dress with beautiful narcissus flowers embroidered on the skirt, which fluttered gently in the breeze, making her small face even more beautiful: "This Qianjin's eyebrows... It looks familiar."
"She is Lu Wanwan, the niece of Princess Jing's natal family!" Mu Liufeng said lightly.
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, no wonder she felt familiar...
"Whoosh!" Lu Wanwan shot another arrow and hit the last apple, but her brows were tightly frowned, and she put the bow and arrow into the tray with no joy on her face.
The dull sound stunned the little maid beside her, and she came back to her senses in an instant, and comforted with a smile: "The bow and arrow are the big bows in the army, they are heavy and heavy, and even the daughters of gold can't pull them away. Yes, I didn’t hit any apples, only Miss Biao, who hit three apples with three arrows, Miss Biao’s archery skills are the best among all famous daughters..."
Lu Wanwan's complexion softened slightly, and she said proudly, "Have all the daughters who came to visit you ever shot arrows?"
The little maid nodded: "Almost all of them have ejaculated..."
Lu Wanwan looked around and pointed out, "She hasn't shot an arrow yet, has she?"
The little servant girl followed her direction and saw Murong Xue, her eyes were full of disapproval: "She is just an orphan girl whose parents died, not worth mentioning..."
"Even if she is an orphan, she is still the eldest lady of Zhen Guohou's mansion. When she came to Prince Jing's mansion to attend the banquet, no one else would shoot arrows. She just watched." Lu Wanwan smiled strangely and raised her eyebrows. Looking at Murong Xue, he said: "Miss Murong, all the daughters have already shot arrows, and you are the only one missing, come and shoot an arrow!"
Lu Wanwan's voice was not too loud, just enough for everyone in the garden to hear. In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Murong Xue.
Old Concubine Jing and the noble lady also stopped talking, and looked up, looking at Murong Xue's bright little face, a deep anger appeared in her eyes: Knowing that she hates her, she dared to come to Prince Jing's mansion to attend the birthday banquet , is really shameless enough to teach her a profound lesson every night, but she did nothing wrong...
Seeing Lu Wanwan's provocative smile, Murong Xueliu frowned, and said flatly, "I'm not good at archery, so I won't make a fool of myself!"
"Ms. Murong was joking. Your father was a well-known general from Qing Yan back then. He had strong martial arts and superb archery skills. How could it be that Miss Murong is not good at archery." Lu Wanwan said with a slight smile, as if you were joking.
"My father passed away when I was four years old. No matter how good his archery skills were, he couldn't teach me..." Murong Xue squinted at Lu Wanwan, her eyes and brows were cold.
Lu Wanwan didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Father Tiger has no dog daughter, Master Yue is so good at archery, and as his daughter, Miss Murong is naturally not bad at archery, so why be modest..."
"I heard that Mr. Lu is the Secretary of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and he can solve cases like a god. How much has Miss Lu learned?" Murong Xue looked at her with raised eyebrows, and asked unceremoniously.
Lu Wanwan's beautiful face instantly darkened, and she said coldly: "Murongxue, don't talk about it, what we are talking about now is about archery, isn't it just shooting an arrow, good shooting, bad shooting No one will laugh at you, so why are you pushing so hard?"
Everyone looked at Murong Xue, only to see her raise her eyebrows, and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that the apple shooting set up by Prince Jing's residence is not for voluntary entertainment, but to force others to shoot."
Lu Wanwan's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, and said viciously: "Murong Xue, don't spout blood, when did Prince Jing's mansion force others to shoot arrows?"
"Aren't you just forcing me to shoot arrows?" Murong Xue replied unceremoniously, with an undisguised mockery flashing in her eyes.
Lu Wanwan looked gloomy: "I didn't force you to shoot an arrow, I just advised you to shoot an arrow..."
"Yes, in order to persuade me to shoot arrows, even my late father moved out. Ms. Lu's persuasion is really different..." Murong Xue said casually, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of mockery.
Lu Wanwan's chest was filled with raging anger: "Murong Xue..."
"There is no need to say 'persuasion'. Since Ms. Lu wants to watch me shoot arrows so much, then I will do what Ms. Lu wishes!" Murong Xue interrupted her with a wave of her hand, tapped her toes, and her slender body came to the little girl in an instant. In front of the servant girl, she grabbed the bow and arrow in front of her and strung the bow.
Hearing the three sounds of "swipe, swipe, swipe", three sharp arrows flew out at the same time, and shot heavily on the three apples, piercing the apples back and forth. The apples were stuck with long arrows, shaking back and forth in mid-air, Like a victory banner...
A moment of deathly silence in front of the garden!
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the three feathered arrows on the three apples, unable to recover for a long time: firing three arrows in succession was Murong Yue's famous stunt. I thought it would disappear into the world after Murong Yue's death. Thinking that, ten years later, his daughter Murong Xue actually learned to...
"Crack, clap!" There was a sudden applause, and it was the old prince Jing who strode over, looking at the three feathered arrows on the apple, with deep admiration in his eyes: "I never thought Xue'er would shoot three arrows in succession!" , is really gratifying."
Ye Yichen walked behind Old Prince Jing, his piercing eyes were calm, as if he knew it would be like this.
Murong Xue smiled politely: "Old Prince Jing is full of praise!"
The guests in the garden suddenly came back to their senses, looked at Murong Xue, and praised repeatedly: "Xue'er's archery skills are really superb..."
"Extremely like Brother Murong..."
"A tiger father has no dog daughter..."
Discussions spread to the ears, and old Princess Jing's complexion was so dark that ink dripped out: she is just a lowly bastard, and she deserves their praise...
Lu Wanwan gritted her teeth even more. She forced Murong Xue to shoot arrows because she wanted to see Murong Xue make a fool of herself, but why did Murong Xue show off...
Prime Minister Xie and Cheng Guogong also came over and looked at Murong Xue with complicated expressions in their eyes.
Prime Minister Xie pondered for a moment, and spoke first: "Xue'er, would you like to be Princess Jing?"
The lively garden fell silent for a moment. People looked at each other and looked at each other: Aren't you talking about archery? Why did they suddenly turn to Princess Jing again
Murong Xue was also confused, and looked at Prime Minister Xie in confusion: "Why is Prime Minister asking such a question?"