Reborn to abuse the scumbag, the demon queen destroyed her ex-husband's entire family

Zhao Yuanshan wanted to say that the red silk was thrown to him by Princess Jianing, but when he turned around and saw Princess Jianing glaring at him threateningly, he immediately stood up resolutely.

"I don't know how to compose poetry, so how about I show you some swordplay?"

He looked at Mu Gu inquiringly. After all, apart from Princess Jianing, Mu Gu was the only one with the noblest status here.

Mu Gu nodded and asked Mo Yi to lend his sword to Zhao Yuanshan.

When Zhao Yuanshan grasped the hilt of the sword, his entire temperament changed.

The original honest aura disappeared, replaced by a sharp feeling like a sword being unsheathed.

He focused his mind and eyes coldly, and as he began to move, he performed a set of smooth and flowing sword techniques.

He was tall and strong, and his sword skills made a rustling sound. When he put away his sword for the last time, the tip of the sword caught a falling flower, turned it around and brought it to his chest.

When Princess Jianing saw it, she remembered what Xiao Ruge had said to her before. She glanced at Duanmu Ling, clapped her hands and said she wanted that flower.

Zhao Yuanshan gently pushed the tip of his sword and handed the fallen flower to Princess Jianing.

Princess Jianing picked it up and smelled it. The fragrance of the crabapple flower filled her nose. She raised her hand and put the crabapple flower in her hair.

Duanmu Ling had been paying attention to Princess Jianing's actions. He couldn't help but frowned when he saw this scene. Just as he was about to say something, Mu Gu urged everyone to start the game again.

I don't know if it was Mu Gu's intention, but the silk flowers fell into Princess Jianing's hands several times, and Princess Jianing always threw them to Zhao Yuanshan. Zhao Yuanshan clearly never got the blame once, but he took the blame for Princess Jianing several times.

There were other people who also performed during the event. Except for Mr. Chang who worked in the Hanlin Academy and performed beautiful cursive calligraphy, the performances of others were nothing interesting.

After the drum-beating and flower-passing ended, the eldest princess smiled at Madam Zhao in the pavilion and said, "Your second son has been so tired to cover for my princess. The prince consort had collected a famous sword before, and I will give it to your second son today as a thank you for taking care of my princess today!"

"You are too polite, Princess. As a man, it is his responsibility to take care of women!"

Mrs. Zhao's smile became even brighter. The eldest princess meant that her son was pleasing to her eye. If the two families visited each other more often in the future, perhaps the marriage would be successful.

When the others saw that Zhao Yuanshan was chosen by the eldest princess, they felt sorry for him, but there were still other noble sons to choose from, so they immediately started to look at other people.

If passing the flower depends on luck, then throwing the pot depends on skill.

Princess Jianing was quite interested in pitching pots, and she was quite accurate, hitting the target eight out of ten times, making her one of the best girls.

The men were quite good at throwing arrows into pots, but the girls were not so good. Miss Liao was the least accurate among them. She could only hit one or two out of ten wooden arrows.

Mrs. Liao in the pavilion couldn't help but have a headache when she saw this. Just when she thought that no one might be interested in her daughter this time, Mr. Chang actually came to Miss Liao.

He whispered something to Miss Liao, pointed to a porcelain bottle in the distance, raised the wooden arrow in his hand, and finally demonstrated it to Miss Liao. When Miss Liao threw again, it was indeed much better.

When Mr. Chang's sister, Miss Chang, saw the scene, she immediately came over and pestered her brother to teach her and Miss Liao the technique of pitching pots. For a while, the three of them were chatting happily.

"My little daughter is the most naughty. Mrs. Liao, please don't blame her. She just hit it off with Miss Liao and likes Miss Liao!"

Mrs. Chang brought her son and daughter here today, hoping to find a marriage for the two of them. The younger daughter is secondary, the main thing is the son.

Mr. Chang delayed his marriage due to his studies for the imperial examinations in his early years. Now he is twenty-one years old, but still has no plans to get married.

She had urged her son many times for this, but Mr. Chang only said that they would meet if they were destined to do so. Mrs. Chang had originally made preparations that her son would wait until he was thirty to get married, but who knew that fate would come today!

Seeing that Mrs. Chang was talking to her with a smile, Mrs. Liao also had an idea in her mind. She immediately praised Miss Chang for her beauty and kindness, and praised Mr. Chang for his romantic and handsome appearance.

What the two people said means that they both have a good impression of each other's children and will definitely visit each other frequently in the future.

After just playing two games, it seemed like several pairs had formed.

Princess Jianing was pulling Zhao Yuanshan to play pot-tossing when Duanmu Ling came over.

He glanced at Zhao Yuanshan, smiled and asked, "Master Zhao, do you want to compete?"

Zhao Yuanshan knew about the relationship between Duanmu Ling and Princess Jianing. He felt that Duanmu Ling was here to provoke him, but he was not afraid. He just smiled and nodded, "Okay!"

Princess Jianing glanced at Duanmu Ling, said nothing, and gave up her seat.

At this time, everyone on the field gathered around, only Mu Gu was holding Xiao Ruge, standing not far away and playing his own game.

"Don't you want to go over and take a look?"

Xiao Ruge let Mu Gu hold her hand, threw a wooden arrow, glanced at the situation on Princess Jianing's side, and when she looked back, she found that the wooden arrow had fallen to the ground.

Mu Gu said indifferently: "Why should I go to see it? Duanmu's outcome in this competition is already determined. He will not win."

Zhao Yuanshan is a warrior, and his archery must be very accurate, otherwise he would not have been able to become the captain of the Black Tiger Camp.

Although Duanmu Ling is not bad, he is a scholar after all. Even if he is good at archery, he is definitely not as good as Zhao Yuanshan.

Seeing that he was not worried at all, Xiao Ruge couldn't help but laugh and threw another wooden arrow.

After the wooden arrow landed steadily in the porcelain bottle, she couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Duanmu Ling your good friend? Don't you want him to be with the princess?"

"Jia Ning has been chasing Duan Mu since he was little. He knows that if he doesn't like Jianing, he should have rejected her from the beginning, but he didn't. If it weren't for the fact that Jianing likes him, I would have beaten him up long ago!"

Duanmu Ling is indeed a talented person, but he is somewhat indecisive when it comes to feelings, which makes Mu Gu very unhappy.

In fact, Xiao Ruge didn't like Duanmu Ling very much. She felt that as a man, Duanmu Ling did not have the responsibility of a man and was not as good as Zhao Yuanshan!

I don’t know what Princess Jianing sees in him?

Could it be that face?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ruge couldn't help but glance at Duanmu Ling. I have to say, this face is quite good.

"looking at what?"

Mu Gu noticed that Xiao Ruge's eyes were fixed on the people around them, and he couldn't help but pinch her cheeks and turn her head to face him.

Seeing that he looked a little angry, Xiao Ruge was not worried. She knew that this man was doing it on purpose for her to see, so she grabbed his hand and couldn't help but took a bite.

"I just want to see, why are you so jealous?"