Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but look up at the stage.
Qi Jue was still as graceful as ever, sitting alone on the table, his expression unchanged, and he met her gaze calmly.
Of course Yan Mingzhu knew that Feiyu would not dare to come over privately and offer to help her without Qi Jue's consent. He must have obtained Qi Jue's permission.
Thinking of this, Yan Mingzhu smiled at Qi Jue and expressed her gratitude.
The eye interaction between the two made the female relatives present extremely angry, especially Yan Qinglian.
Before today, she was full of confidence and felt that as good as she was, only His Highness King Dingbei was the best match for her.
She even fantasized that after painting with dance today, Qi Jue would be deeply attracted by her, and the position of Princess Dingbei would be hers!
But she never dreamed that in the end she would only receive a dull and boring sentence from Qi Jue.
Forget it, if Qi Jue treats all female relatives equally, then she can comfort herself. It's not that His Highness King Dingbei doesn't like her, but that he has high vision and cannot easily win his favor.
But now, when Yan Mingzhu came on stage, Qi Jue actually allowed his personal bodyguard to go over and help Yan Mingzhu.
Could it be that... Yan Mingzhu knew Qi Jue before?
No, how is this possible? How can the superior His Highness King Dingbei be involved with a woman as useless, rude and vulgar as Yan Mingzhu, who was even divorced once?
Yan Qinglian squeezed the handkerchief in her hand, stared at Yan Mingzhu, and kept comforting herself in her heart.
Perhaps His Highness just sees her as pitiful? Yes, it must be true. His Highness must have done this out of temporary kindness!
Of course Yan Mingzhu noticed that when Feiyu came down to help her, everyone looked at her with anger, confusion, and even jealousy in their eyes.
Ignoring these glances, Yan Mingzhu only whispered instructions to Feiyu.
After hearing this, Feiyu felt a little strange, but he immediately went to make arrangements.
Soon, Feiyu was carrying a large birdcage with dozens of flying pigeons in it. The other hand was carrying a bow and wooden arrows.
Yan Mingzhu thanked her, took the bow, pulled the string, and tested the strength. Then she touched her waist and remembered that she was missing something.
After scanning around, his eyes finally locked on Qi Jue.
He walked up the stone steps slowly and stopped in front of Qi Jue.
In full view of everyone, he said something that shocked everyone: "Your Highness, I can lend you your hairband."
It’s no wonder that Yan Mingzhu approached Qi Jue, because among the guests present, only Qi Jue only wore a moon-white hairband with a cloud brocade and floating mountain pattern to tie her hair today.
Others, either wearing crowns or fastening them with hairpins, cannot be borrowed.
Even Ning Zhenbao, who was a few seats away, couldn't help but take a breath when he heard this.
The third girl of the Yan family must be crazy. She dares to ask Qi Jue for such a personal item?
When the last daring woman deliberately fell into Qi Jue's arms, he immediately removed her hand and threw her into the lake to feed the fish.
It was really thrown into the lake, and there was no mercy at all. This matter was spread throughout the entire imperial capital at that time!
After Yan Mingzhu finished speaking, she thought for a moment and took off the wooden hairpin from her temples. Her black and beautiful hair fell down and spread casually around her waist.
"How about I exchange my hairpin for your hairband, Your Highness?"
By exchanging things for things, Yan Mingzhu felt that she was not taking advantage of the other party.
Just when everyone agreed that Yan Mingzhu was about to die, Qi Jue's flowing sleeves moved, her slender fingers clasped one side of the hair tie, and took it off easily.
The ink hair was no longer restrained and spread out. The loose ink hair diluted the coldness between his eyebrows.
He turned his hand over again, and on his big hand as white as jade, lay a moon-white headband with cloud brocade and floating mountain patterns, and handed it to Yan Mingzhu.
Her thin lips parted slightly: "Don't get it dirty."
Yan Mingzhu knew that Qi Jue was very clean, so she agreed and at the same time fastened her wooden hairpin on the table.
"My daughter has kept the hairpin here with Your Highness. If the hairband is accidentally soiled, I will use this hairpin to compensate."
Qi Jue was almost amused by Yan Mingzhu's speech, and asked: "Is your hairpin more expensive, or my hairband?"
Anyone with long eyes can tell at a glance that Qi Jue's hairband is a precious cloud brocade, worth a thousand pieces of gold per foot.
As for Yan Mingzhu's hairpin, it is rough in workmanship and very ordinary. It is completely different from the wood that can be seen everywhere!
But unexpectedly, Yan Mingzhu was able to keep his eyes open and his heart not beat, and continued very naturally: "His Highness's hairband is precious, but this hairpin of my minister was also carved by my own hands, one stroke at a time. In the sky and on the earth, only
If this one were kept on a regular basis, I would be reluctant to use it as a mortgage."
Saying that, Yan Mingzhu reached for the hair tie, and at that moment, her fingertips accidentally brushed Qi Jue's palm.
The slight touch was instantly transmitted through the palm of the hand all the way to the heart, causing the atrium to tremble slightly.
Qi Jue calmly lowered his eyes and said educational words, but his tone was not unpleasant at all: "Sharp and eloquent."
After getting the hair tie, Yan Mingzhu returned to the terrace, then covered her eyes with the hair tie, tied it behind her head, and tied it in a knot.
Then he said: "Let's get started."
Feiyu opened the birdcage, and in an instant, the pigeons in the cage swarmed out with flapping wings.
Yan Mingzhu stood there, pulled out an arrow, put on the bow, raised his hand to the sky, and pulled the string. It was just a matter of breathing and loosening his fingers.
The arrow instantly flew out, straight into the sky, and hit a white dove in the sky with great accuracy with a whooshing sound.
When others didn't even react, Yan Mingzhu drew two arrows again, spun on the spot, and the long arrows flew out again.
Two clicks, and two more white pigeons were shot!
Immediately afterwards, Yan Mingzhu drew out three arrows, jumped up on the spot, and made a big spin while the long arrows flew out in three directions.
There is no difference between them, they all hit the white dove!
Until the last time, Yan Mingzhu took out the last five arrows and shot four with one arrow.
When she had the last one left, she suddenly stopped, listened carefully, and turned around for the last time, aiming in the direction of the main seat on the high platform!
As his black hair flew, he loosened his fingers, and the last long arrow actually flew in the direction of Qi Jue!
When everyone held their breath, Qi Jue did not move at all, watching helplessly as the long arrow shot towards him, and finally passed his ear, with a bang, it hit and stopped behind him
On the white dove in the position.
All hit, no difference!
The guests present were all stunned. Yan Mingzhu took off the hair tie on her face, smiled slightly, raised her hands to Princess Anyang and said: "Your Highness, the princess's talent show is over. I wish your Highness a long life and eternal youth."
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Even Princess Anyang only reacted after hearing Yan Mingzhu's words and took the lead in applauding, "Miss Yan is good at archery. I like this gift very much!"