On the wedding night, the villain husband cried and his eyes turned red

After hearing this, the Queen Mother smiled slightly:

"It's just this rule, don't forget it. Female scholars are not allowed to get married or make a marriage arrangement while they are studying."

Xu Shihuan smiled even more happily. She came here just for this rule. Now that the Empress Dowager reminded her, no matter who the second or third prince was, they should not try to trick her.

"My lord, I have recorded it!"

When Duan Qinglian saw that the Queen Mother's attention was all on Xu Shihuan, she was so angry that her palms drew blood. If she fails to win the Queen Mother's favor today, won't she have to let her legitimate daughter arrange the marriage after she returns?

She hurriedly looked at the third prince, who nodded slightly at her, signaling her to calm down.

"Royal Grandma! This female school hasn't admitted a new student in years. Wouldn't it be boring to just ask her to go there alone?"

If it were any other prince, Xu would be embarrassed to say such words. But Li Yunli was different. When he was a child, he was raised by the Queen Mother Shen for several years, and after all, he had some kind of ancestral-grandson feeling.

Mrs. Shen smiled so hard that his eyes curled up, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could not be hidden now. She looked at the third prince and said with disgust:

"How old are you? And you still say such nonsense. That's all. Miss Duan, who just presented the 100-year-old painting, seems to be a good person, so let her go to a girls' school with Shi Huan!"

Hearing this, Duan Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief. She bowed politely:

"Thank you, Queen Mother, for your grace!"

With Xu Shihuan dancing in front, the programs prepared by other ladies were boring. The emperor and the queen mother watched three or four programs in a row and felt a little tired, so they ordered the ministers and family members not to be too restrained and to have fun on their own.

In the hall, the sound of drinking orders gradually came. Outside the palace, throwing pots is the highlight. Xu Shihuan had just injured her foot and was unable to move around, so she asked Lingdang to move a chair for her and found a corner to watch them throw pots.

Xu Shihuan is a master of pot throwing. In these years in Ezhou, General Guan often took her to archery. She could even shoot down an eagle flying in the sky with one arrow, let alone the trivial skill of throwing pots.

"I will show you today what it means to hit the target with every shot!"

Xu Shihuan frowned. She heard the third prince's arrogant voice coming from not far away, attracting compliments from all the ladies.

"Wonderful!"

"so amazing!"

"Your Highness is mighty!"

"Ahhhhh~"

"It's always so lively around Third Brother."

As soon as Li Yunfeng arrived, the surroundings instantly became silent. He glanced left and right, and the lady who had just shouted hurriedly retreated.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you going to pretend to be a son to your father today?"

The third prince looked unhappy, as if he was angry that the second prince had disturbed his pleasure and did not want to look at him again. But the second prince seemed not to care about this and said loudly:

"Touhu is just something to coax women and children. What's the point? Why don't we two brothers compete in archery?"

After saying that, the second prince looked around, and when he saw Wen Yidi kneeling on the high platform, he suddenly had an idea in his mind:

"Today is the Golden Autumn Banquet, the day when Master Wen apologizes to the people of the world. How about we help him?"

Among the people who entered the palace today, there were many dandies from official families. After hearing about such "exciting" good things, they all came together.

For a moment, the third prince was held here, unable to move forward or retreat.

He, the second brother, usually acts like a good person, but inside he is dark! Looking at Yong'an City, who doesn't know that Li Yunli can't shoot arrows!

If we were to compete with him, if we accidentally shot Wen Yidi to death, wouldn't our father skin him?

Furthermore, although Wen Yidi was a businessman, he was of great use to him. Wen Yidi also helped Lian'er prepare a gift for the Queen Mother today and let Lian'er enter a girls' school. If he accidentally kills someone, Lian'er will have to find someone to help him in the future, which will be really troublesome.

But seeing more and more people watching, how could the third prince say no? If he dares to say that he can't compete today, tomorrow Li Yunfeng will spread rumors that he is a weakling who can't even draw his bow!

Li Yunli was heartbroken and accepted the competition.

After a while, the two princes stood on the stage that had just been set up. The rules of the competition are very simple. Each person has ten arrows and one point will be awarded if they hit the rich man kneeling on the platform.

Seeing his third brother's nervous expression, Li Yunfeng laughed and said:

"Brother, please be careful not to hurt Mr. Wen. If you hit the hem of your clothes, hairpins and hairbands, they will all count."

Li Yunli felt that sweat was dripping down his back. The second brother had dug a big hole for himself. If he wanted to score with his archery skills, he would definitely hurt Wen Yidi.

But if he misses the shot on purpose, the difference between the two will be too big and it won't look good. No matter what he did, he was wrong.

Whoosh!

Before the third prince could see clearly, the second prince fired his first arrow. The arrow hit the hairpin right in the middle, and the ink-black hair suddenly fell apart.

This arrow was truly wonderful, and everyone watching in the audience couldn't help but applaud. The second prince raised his lips slightly and reminded in a low voice:

"Third brother, it's your turn!"

As soon as the third prince picked up the bow, Xu Shihuan could no longer sit still. Judging from Li Yunli's posture, he doesn't know how to shoot an arrow at all. If this happened with one arrow, Wen Yidi's life would be lost!

As soon as the second prince arrived, Xu Shihuan noticed it. She didn't want to have anything to do with the two princes anymore, so she sat in the corner to hide and relax.

Unexpectedly, after a while, several palace people actually set up a high platform here. The two princes not only came on stage, they also held bows and arrows in their hands.

Only then did Xu Shihuan realize that the two lunatics had actually regarded Wen Yidi as an archery target!

Is the life of a businessman not life anymore?

She originally wanted to go into the palace to complain to the two princes, but she saw the second prince split Wen Yidi's hairpin with an arrow.

That's not all yet. From the way the third prince holds the bow, it can be seen that he doesn't know how to shoot. Once the arrow went out, it was hard to say whether Wen Yidi would still be alive.

She ignored the injuries on her feet and the shouting of the bells, and ran towards the high platform.

Seeing that the third prince had already drawn the bow tremblingly, Xu Shihuan didn't think much, grabbed the bow and arrow from the attendant's hand, and shot them out quickly.

Wen Yidi lowered his head as low as possible. He knew that he would inevitably be shot by an arrow today, but he was also worried that the two princes would shoot him in the face.

If there were scars on his face, I'm afraid others would look at him with even greater disdain.

There was another whoosh, Wen Yidi closed his eyes tightly and controlled his body not to move. This golden autumn banquet is not over yet, he has to continue kneeling. If it moves, letting the emperor know about it may cause trouble again.

However, the expected pain never came.

Did this arrow miss the target?

He slowly raised his head and looked into the distance.