The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

"The major general is playing with the children."

Fu Li laughed softly beside Princess Boyang.

Princess Boyang's eyes fell on her son. She didn't know he had this ability.

"What do you think? I should ask His Majesty for permission to marry you." Princess Boyang suddenly spoke.

Fu Li lowered her eyes: "Your Majesty may agree, but the young general may not agree."

Fu Li calmly stated the biggest drawback of the eldest princess's operation - Lu Qingxiao.

Princess Boyang sneered, "Can he disobey the order?!"

Fu Li remained silent. The eldest princess turned her head and said in a puzzled tone: "How did I raise this ancestor?"

Fu Li thought silently, it’s even more wrong to respond to this.

Princess Boyang is of noble status, and no matter where she goes, people will come to pay her a visit.

As soon as the words came out, another elegantly dressed lady came forward to pay her respects to the eldest princess.

Princess Boyang turned her gaze away from the noisy children below and nodded lightly to the visitor.

The visitor did not seem to care about the eldest princess's cold attitude. Instead, he stepped forward and kept half a step away from the eldest princess, looking at the lively crowd on the shooting field.

"I've long heard that the young general is both civil and military, but I didn't expect that he is also so proficient in shooting covers."

The princess looked indifferent, "It's just a coincidence, he doesn't know anything about guessing the cover."

The visitor smiled, seemingly not understanding the politeness in the princess' words, and continued, "When I came here, I heard that the princess had taken a fancy to a little girl, the youngest daughter of Duke Jiang of England. Why doesn't Your Highness let her accompany you?"

When Princess Boyang heard her mention Jiang Zhiyue, she slowly glanced at her and said, "Madam Xie, you are so arrogant that you even let Jiang Mao's daughter serve you? You are really brave."

The person who came was Madam Xie, the wife of the current Prime Minister Xie Ji.

Princess Boyang and Concubine Chen have been at odds for a long time, and Concubine Chen is Xie Ji's biological sister.

Therefore, the eldest princess didn't have a good face towards everyone in Prime Minister Xie's mansion.

Madam Xie smiled, not taking the princess's ridicule seriously at all. Instead, she nodded respectfully and said, "Her Royal Highness is a royal family, and it is not an insult to her to have a minister's daughter accompany her."

Princess Boyang smiled, with a cold look on her eyebrows: "I think Madam's beloved daughter Xie Fu is good. She is older, married, and has more experience in serving my mother-in-law."

"Madam Xie, why don't you send Xie Fu to the Princess's residence to serve me for a few days?"

Madam Xie's face froze. She didn't expect Princess Boyang to defend the little girl like this and even belittle her Fu'er.

"The princess is joking." Mrs. Xie said embarrassedly.

Princess Boyang sneered, "Wasn't it Madam Xie who started joking first?"

There was a flash of displeasure in Mrs. Xie's eyes, but considering the other party's noble status, she just gave a fake smile and passed it off.

Lu Qingxiao had already won the first prize in the shooting range below, and everyone surrounded Lu Qingxiao and went to the archery range next door.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't want to go, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Unable to stop Princess Lan Ning from wanting to go, he saw her leaving and quickly held her arm: "Don't leave, don't you want to see your cousin's archery?"

The current emperor, Prince Fu and the eldest princess are brothers from the same mother, and Princess Lan Ning and Lu Qingxiao are cousins.

Jiang Zhiyue recalled the scene where Lu Qingxiao had just thrown the arrow and hit the bull's eye, and praised: "The young general's archery skills must be outstanding. There is no need to see it with your own eyes."

Lu Qingxiao snorted lightly, the little girl who was good at making arguments.

It’s a pity that Princess Lan Ning had just driven away all her bodyguards, so it’s impossible for her to let Jiang Zhiyue go now.

"Knowing is different from seeing. Let's go!"

Princess Lan Ning is small but very strong.

Jiang Zhiyue couldn't break free from her hand, so he had to go with her.

People all like to watch the fun.

Lu Qingxiao won the first prize in the shooting range, and then he moved to the archery range, where even more people came to watch the fun.

Jiang Wanbai and others also came over. When they saw Princess Lan Ning next to Jiang Zhiyue, they wanted to greet her but were interrupted.

"Stop saluting, let's go find a good spot up front!"

Princess Lan Ning waved her hand and led Jiang Zhiyue and others to the front.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't know that Princess Lan Ning had such a hot-tempered personality.

No wonder Princess Fu likes this daughter so much. She is like a little replica of herself. How can she not love her?

One round has already been played at the archery range, and the jackpot is still there.

It was a short sword made of black iron, extremely sharp, with a ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt, which was very beautiful.

The requirement of the archery range is to shoot 10 arrows in a row in the first round, and hit six to pass the second round. The second round is to shoot 8 and hit seven, and the third round is to shoot five arrows at a moving target, and hit three bull's eyes.

The first two rounds were not too difficult, only the difficulty of the last round increased sharply.

Not only were the number of arrows reduced by half, but the target was changed from a fixed target to a moving target, leaving only two chances for mistakes.

In the situation, from the first round, the time is counted by lighting incense, and the time becomes shorter as time goes by.

So many people got stuck in the third round.

Lu Qingxiao walked to the long table, picked up a longbow and handed it to Jiang Tiyu.

"Try?"

Jiang Tiyu nodded and took it: "Young General has given orders, and I shall obey them."

Jiang Zhiyue frowned, and Princess Lan Ning became even more excited. She pulled Jiang Zhiyue's hand and said, "Let's see who is more powerful, your brother or my cousin."

As soon as Princess Lan Ning said this, Lu Qingxiao and Jiang Tiyu both looked at Jiang Zhiyue.

Suddenly receiving two scorching gazes, Jiang Zhiyue chose his brother without hesitation: "Of course I stand with my brother!"

The chosen Jiang Tiyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his happiness obvious.

In contrast, Lu Qingxiao turned away indifferently, the cold air around him was enough to freeze a person to death.

Princess Lan Ning nodded excitedly: "Then I will choose my cousin too!"

Lu Qingxiao turned around and glanced at Princess Lan Ning, who immediately fell silent.

After he turned back, he whispered to Jiang Zhiyue, "My cousin is so fierce."

Jiang Zhiyue looked over and saw Lu Qingxiao's figure as tall and straight as a pine tree, with an imposing presence.

Perhaps it was his habit as a soldier, but with the bow in his hand, he was not as relaxed as before. He was fully focused, his eyes were sharp, and he was determined to win.

In addition to Jiang Tiyu, who was invited by Lu Qingxiao, there were many other people nearby, a total of ten people participating in the competition.

Jiang Zhiyue couldn't quite recognize everyone, but Princess Lan Ning had already started commenting in her ear.

"The guy next to your brother, Marquis Luyang's grandson, is so poor at archery that I'm afraid he won't even make it past the first level."

"The one in blue, the son of the Minister of State, tsk tsk, your hands are shaking like that when you draw the bow, don't come out and embarrass yourself."

"This one! This one in red is pretty good, his arms are strong and powerful, he should be able to pass the first level!"

Seeing that Princess Lan Ning was getting more and more excited as she spoke, attracting the attention of others, Jiang Zhiyue decisively covered her mouth.

Princess Lan Ning became obedient as soon as her mouth was covered, and she blinked at Jiang Zhiyue.

"Are you still talking?" Jiang Zhiyue looked at her suspiciously, full of distrust.

Lan Ningjun shook his head, and Jiang Zhiyue put his hand down.

The eldest princess, who was watching all these actions from the high pavilion, seemed to be thinking about something.