The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

Murong Che pulled out another arrow, held Shen Mi's hand tightly, and his eyes fell on the bull's eye opposite.

He chuckled, "Maybe it's because I spent a few years in the Colosseum and learned things I shouldn't have learned."

Shen Mi blushed and felt a little at a loss.

"What... shouldn't I learn? Fourth Master... you."

Seeing Shen Mi's expression, Murong Che let out a low, hoarse laugh.

"What are you thinking about?"

"The wild wolves and lions in the Colosseum also like to bite ears."

Murong Che held her hand, pulled the bow hard, and the long arrow shot out, piercing the target opposite directly.

Murong Che's face was calm: "This is archery. If you want to play pot-tossing, you can do it another day."

"It's not easy to kill someone with a tossing pot and shooting arrows."

Shen Mi held the bow and looked sideways at Murong Che.

"For the Fourth Master, it is an easy thing."

“But for me, it is indeed difficult.”

Murong Che handed an archery target to Shen Mi.

Shen Mi looked at the target in his hand and said, "Fourth Master, do you know what the target used at the Qionghua Banquet looks like?"

"Is it the one I have? Or...something else?"

Murong Che frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"Why do you ask that?"

"If the targets of Dayan are the same for the army and the imperial city, then the ones used at the Qionghua Banquet will naturally be the same."

Shen Mi clenched the arrow tightly, looked at it for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Murong Che.

"Fourth Master, can you give me an arrow later? I will take it back to the Shen family to study it."

Murong Che laughed softly: "You want to tamper with the arrow?"

Shen Mi pursed her lips tightly and did not directly respond to Murong Che's words.

"Fourth Master, just watch the show."

The longbow was pulled violently, but Murong Che did not reach out his hand this time.

He stood behind her in black, with a hint of doting in his eyes.

“When the bow is fully drawn, the arrow will have power and speed.”

"However, since you are a woman, your strength will be weaker. You can practice slowly."

"As for the quiver, it not only requires strength, but also the right technique."

Shen Mi nodded and pulled the bow to its full length.

The longbow was pulled suddenly and the arrow flew off the string.

The arrow hit the bull's eye steadily.

"Fourth Master, I shot it."

Seeing Shen Mi so happy, Murong Che put away the bow and arrows and threw them into the quiver next to him.

"Today, we'll go here first and practice another day."

Shen Mi nodded, looked up at Murong Che's expression, and realized that he seemed unhappy.

She naturally knew that killing someone was a risky thing.

Moreover, the person killed was the current crown prince.

Murong Che naturally didn't want her to take risks, but he had to respect her choice.

She slowly approached Murong Che and reached out to pull his sleeve.

"Fourth Master."

Murong Che carefully pulled Shen Mi closer.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Shen Mi laughed softly and said, "Fourth Master, you don't think I'd be stupid enough to kill someone myself, do you?"

Murong Che raised his eyebrows, "What else?"

Shen Mi stood on tiptoe, and her soft voice fell into the man's ears.

"Of course, to kill someone with a borrowed knife."

As he lightly placed his toes, Murong Che carefully took the person into his arms.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "So confident?"

Shen Mi said, "Didn't the Fourth Master say that if you want to avoid failure, you have to look forward?"

"Anyway, we have to try it."

Murong Che chuckled and put her soft body down.

He took an arrow from the quiver, drew the bowstring tight, and shot it directly through the target opposite.

"I will go to the Qionghua Banquet as well."

Murong Che never attended the Qionghua Banquet in previous years.

It is a bit strange that he is also going to attend this year's Qionghua Banquet.

At night, Murong Che pulled Shen Mi into the carriage and sent her back to the Shen Mansion.

The carriage slowly arrived at the side door of Pingyang Marquis' Mansion. Murong Che saw Shen Mi enter the door, then he lowered the curtain of the carriage.

The moment the curtain was lowered, Murong Che's face changed.

Fu Ying's voice came from outside.

"Fourth Master, someone is following us."

Murong Che's voice was cold, "This king knows, lead all the people to the dense forest."

"Yes, Fourth Master."

Fu Ying pulled the reins, slapped the horse's back, and with a sharp look of murderous intent, he drove into the depths of the dense forest.

In the carriage, Murong Che had a blank expression on his face.

Behind him were several men in black.

The sky darkened and the moon rose from the horizon.

In the dark forest, Fu Ying pulled the reins to stop the carriage.

A group of men in black holding long knives slowly approached the carriage.

In the carriage, Murong Che had a blank expression on his face as he slowly reached out and opened the curtain.

"My Lord, now that you are here, why are you still playing tricks on me?"

As Murong Che finished speaking, a man's deep voice mixed with applause came from behind the man in black.

"Your Highness, I hope you are well."

The man was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a crimson blue coat that looked very luxurious judging by the material.

He smiled creepily and stared at Murong Che.

Murong Che raised his lips slightly and sneered, "My Lord, are you planning to let me leave today?"

Duke Lin walked out from the crowd of black-clad people, approached Murong Che's carriage, and grinned.

"Your Highness, please don't misunderstand me. I came here today to make a deal with Your Highness."

"I don't mean to make things difficult for you. If I say that this deal involves the Shen family, General Sima, and the second daughter of the Shen family, I wonder if Prince Rui is willing to do it?"

The curtain was lowered, and Murong Che gave instructions to Fu Ying with an expressionless face.

"Fu Ying, go back home."

"Yes, Fourth Master."

Fu Ying ignored the people in front of him, pulled the reins and walked forward.

However, after taking less than two steps, a group of people surrounded him.

He said angrily: "My Lord, you are so bold that you dare to stop His Highness' carriage."

In the carriage, Murong Che raised his eyebrows.

"I have something to advise you, Duke. If you are impatient, you won't be able to eat hot tofu."

Duke Lin sneered and signaled the men in black to step back.

He grinned: "Prince Rui has been so arrogant for so many years."

"Sure enough, your mother has the same personality as she did back then. Both are difficult characters."

"I came here today not to cause trouble, but to make a deal with King Rui."

Murong Che leaned lazily on the carriage railing and spoke casually.

"Making a deal with me? In Yanjing City, the Duke is the first person to do that."

"I am curious, what does the Duke want to trade with me?"