After Princess Anyang praised her like this, everyone finally came to their senses.
It is not unusual for a woman to play chess, calligraphy and painting. Yan Qinglian just danced and painted. Although it was very pleasing to the eye, it was not outstanding.
But people as good as Yan Mingzhu, who are good at martial arts and archery skills, are almost invisible among women.
When compared together, you will feel that Yan Mingzhu's performance is even more exciting.
Among them, the most shocking one is Ming Xingjian.
For some reason, when he saw Yan Mingzhu's agile figure shooting white pigeons while blindfolded, it coincided with the figure that had gradually become blurred deep in his memory.
His only aunt Mingzhu was only three years old when she passed away.
Among the few memories he had of his aunt, she was a very unique woman.
Unlike those girls who embroider in the boudoir, my aunt is unrestrained and unrestrained, and she can do anything in the world with her whip. There are few people who can be her rival.
In my memory, on his third birthday, his aunt performed a blindfolded performance of shooting white doves to celebrate his birthday.
If my aunt is still alive...
As soon as this idea came up, Ming Xingjian immediately denied it.
He was afraid that he was crazy. Even if his aunt was still alive, seventeen years later, she would be nearly forty years old, while the stunning Yan Mingzhu on the terrace was still a sixteen-year-old girl.
While Ming Xingjian was paying attention, the prince sneered disdainfully and said: "A girl's family should be dignified and elegant. This person who wields a knife and a gun is really outrageous. Gu Gu actually felt that it was the performance of the second girl of the Yan family, even more so.
Make a deep impression on me."
Princess Anyang did not comment on the prince's words, and asked with a smile: "Jue'er, what do you think?"
Qi Jue's eyes fell on Yan Mingzhu, and his voice was as clear as the pine wind: "I think it's very good."
The sentence was so good that it even surprised Princess Anyang: "I rarely hear you praise someone so much, Jue'er. It seems that the performance of this third girl from the Yan family has won your heart."
Yan Mingzhu put down her bow, walked up the steps, came to Qi Jue again, handed back the hairband, and said with a smile in her eyes: "Thank you for the hairband, Your Highness. I also think that Your Highness is very kind."
Yan Mingzhu, who expressed her gratitude sincerely, was completely unaware of how ambiguous her words were.
When Qi Jue heard her very good words, he suddenly chuckled. The cold spring in his eyes melted away in an instant, like the lingering spring feeling after breaking the ice, adding a sense of closeness.
Qi Jue did not reach out to take it, but said lightly: "Here you go."
Yan Mingzhu blinked doubtfully and couldn't help but check the hairband, "Your Highness, I didn't dirty the hairband."
Qi Jue was both amused and helpless at her words, "You complimented me, how could I not express my gratitude? If I give it to you, it will be yours."
Since the other party said so, Yan Mingzhu didn't hesitate. After taking away the hair tie, she stretched out her hand to take back the wooden hairpin on the table.
But when she stretched out her hand, Qi Jue's eyes fell on her hand.
Although the man's eyes were very indifferent and he didn't even say anything, Yan Mingzhu somehow felt that he wanted this hairpin.
She carved this hairpin all night long and made it. She felt a little distressed, but she was still very generous and retracted her hand.
He said consciously and grandly: "Your Highness gave the hairpin to your Highness, and I have nothing to give back to you. If Your Highness does not dislike it, I will leave this hairpin to Your Highness."
Qi Jue was amused by the reluctance in her eyes. With her expression, those who didn't know it thought she was suffering a lot.
In fact, his hair tie was more than worth a box of hairpins, so he was clearly at a greater disadvantage.
Ning Zhenbao looked at Qi Jue and then at Yan Mingzhu.
Why does she feel that the atmosphere between the two people is a bit strange? Why does it feel like... flirting and sending love tokens to each other?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ning Zhenbao was startled by himself and quickly shook his head.
What was she thinking? How could this be possible? She was probably crazy!
In the process of returning to her position from the stage, Yan Mingzhu received hostility from all directions.
If looks could kill, these women would love to see Yan Mingzhu riddled with holes!
How could this abandoned woman deserve the personal headband of His Highness King Dingbei!
How infuriating!
Yan Mingzhu sat back down happily, Mingyu's face was full of excitement, and she praised without hesitation: "Miss Yan San, you are so amazing. You can shoot doves while blindfolded. Not even a man can compare to this ability.
Right, brother?"
When Mingyu saw that Ming Xingjian did not answer immediately, but instead looked at Yan Mingzhu in concentration, she nudged him with her elbow strangely, "Brother, what are you staring at Miss Yan San?"
Ming Xingjian finally came back to her senses and realized that it was rude to stare at people like this. "I'm sorry, Miss Yan San's wonderful archery performance just now reminded me of someone."
Yan Mingzhu's heart tightened when she saw Ming Xingjian looking at her and asking seriously: "I wonder if Miss Yan San knows Ming family's Azhu?"
Without waiting for Yan Mingzhu to answer, Mingyu added excitedly: "That's my aunt, my only biological aunt. She is amazing. She followed her grandfather to fight in all directions at the age of fifteen. At the age of seventeen, she was awarded the title of general of the auxiliary country. She is our
The only female general in the history of Dazhao, it can be said that she is unprecedented and unprecedented!
Moreover, my aunt ranks first among the heroes of Lingyuan Pavilion. Do you know Lingyuan Pavilion? It is a palace built by His Majesty after he succeeded to the throne. It is dedicated to the heroes of the dynasty who have contributed to the country. And my aunt's portrait is
Place it high on the throne of Lingyuan Pavilion, worthy of enjoying the Imperial Ancestral Temple and being respected and worshiped by the world!"
When the little girl mentioned her aunt, she couldn't help but feel proud. She recounted her aunt's great achievements and treasures.
But when Yan Mingzhu heard these words, she felt extremely ridiculous.
Emperor Zhao was afraid of her great achievements and went to great lengths to kill her brutally.
But after her tragic death, a so-called Lingyuan Pavilion was built, and her portrait was hung at the top of the Lingyuan Pavilion to publicize her great achievements to the outside world, which showed how deep the relationship between their monarch and his ministers was.
No one knows better than Yan Mingzhu how cruel and cold-blooded a person Emperor Zhao actually was!
Yan Mingzhu suppressed the myriad of emotions in her eyes, and her expression remained unchanged, "Of course I have heard of General Ming's deeds."
"I don't know why, but when I first saw you, Ms. Yan San, I felt particularly friendly. Coincidentally, your name is very similar to that of my aunt. This may be fate.
It’s better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. Why don’t we marry Jinlan today? From now on, you can just call me Ayu and I’ll call you Zhuzhu, okay?”
Yan Mingzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Could her little niece make friends so freely?