After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

Shang Tingli didn't have time to distract herself and even give Zhou Jingyu a sidelong glance. Her attention was all on the second place.

The second place is Pan Qinghuan, the eldest daughter of the Pan family, the Duke Zhongguo Mansion, the Empress Dowager’s maiden family.

Since she was already the Crown Prince's Consort of the Prince Ren's Palace, she would have to give up the first place. Then she would have to choose one of the remaining two, but how to choose the second and third place? Wasn't that something that didn't need to be considered at all? Naturally, she would choose the second place.

But the Crown Princess in the previous life was He Zhiqiang, not Pan Qinghuan.

Shang Tingli was a little numb. Wasn't her "accident" just a forced breakup of a marriage? It is said that "it is better to tear down a temple than to destroy a marriage", but she ruined the marriage right away.

If someone else took second place, Shang Tingli wouldn't be so sad... Wait, the Pan family - this is the empress dowager's maternal family, will the empress allow a member of the Pan family to be the crown princess?

Shang Tingli glanced towards Empress Xu.

I saw Madam Xu and Empress Xu talking to each other. They were not very close, so I couldn't hear their whispers. I could only see their expressions. Empress Xu was still dignified and hard to read. Madam Xu had a hint of sadness between her brows. It must be something Empress Xu said. But after a moment, the distress between Madam Xu's brows disappeared.

"Mrs. Xu, you just said we should play some small games, but we've only played Feihualing. Aren't we going to play something else?" Zhou Jingyu suggested, "For example, a piano competition?"

She turned to look at Shang Tingli and smiled, "Since the Crown Prince's Consort is well-versed in literature, I believe her piano skills must be much better than those of ordinary people. I wonder if we have the honor to listen to your piano music?"

Shang Tingli's villain rolled his eyes behind her back. He looked calm and virtuous, but his words were full of thorns: "What will we compete in next? Dancing? Or chess, calligraphy and painting?"

At today's banquet, because Yu Lanxi had already married Ji Zhang, Xu Jinshu did not send her an invitation, so Yu Lanxi was unable to attend.

But there is still no shortage of people who cause trouble for Shang Tingli.

Zhou Jingyu's smile paused, but before she could say anything, a clear and transparent male voice came: "You guys also have a competition? Maybe you can let us watch the fun together?"

Everyone looked up.

A group of young men were walking towards this side. The man in the lead was tall and slender, wearing a peacock blue round-necked brocade robe, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a cold gaze.

The group walked to the corridor. Behind the man in peacock blue, a handsome and elegant man in a light chestnut round-necked brocade robe said, "It just so happens that we would like to play pot-tossing to liven up the fun. I wonder if the fairies are willing to do so?"

As soon as this person opened his mouth, everyone knew that he was the person who "heard the voice first" before.

Before any of the ladies could answer, Empress Xu asked with a smile, "Oh? You want to play a game of pitching pots?"

"Your son pays his respects to the Queen Mother." It was the man in peacock blue clothes who greeted Queen Xu.

This is the current Crown Prince, Ke Yu.

It was only then that the men realized that the Queen was sitting in the hall, so they all bowed and greeted her: "Greetings to the Queen."

Empress Xu: "No need to be polite."

The women then greeted Ke Yu again, and then the two sides greeted each other.

It was also at this time that Shang Tingli noticed a gorgeous figure. When he met that person's gaze, his eyes paused.

The man was wearing a purple brocade gown with a round collar and narrow sleeves, and a black belt around his waist. His tall and graceful figure made him look handsome and graceful. His face was extraordinary and full of energy. When he smiled, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and the mole under his lip also gave off a bit of temptation.

She was looking at him and he was looking at her.

She wore a lotus-shaped white vertical collar, a long gown with wide sleeves and a purple horse-faced skirt, a purple vest, and a bright blue palace belt around her waist. She was slender, with a waist curve that was as beautiful as a poem or painting. Her face was extremely beautiful, graceful and charming. Her slightly stagnant eyes made her eyes clearer, inexplicably innocent and well-behaved. The mole on her face slightly suppressed her beauty, but she was also very charming.

【Why is this guy here too? 】

"..."

Ke Xin's smile froze.

Uh-huh, his legs are on his body, so he can’t come.

Shang Tingli was confused.

[Is he secretly observing the situation for the Fourth Prince? Silly boy, don't do this. I don't want to be torn into pieces with you.]

Ke Xin clenched his fists behind his back. He was not angry at all, but he just couldn't laugh.

No one saw the wonderful expression on Ke Yishang's face. She lowered her head, not daring to let anyone see her expression.

Idiot? Why did the sister-in-law secretly call the eldest brother like this? If the eldest brother knew that she had also heard it, would there be a risk of being killed to silence her?

...There is no need for her to hear some things.

This double pavilion was large enough to accommodate two groups of people, so women stood on one side and men stood on the other.

Empress Xu and Madam Xu had moved to a new seat and sat in the center of the pavilion. Empress Xu said, "Since you want to compete in pitching pots, why don't you compete first? After you finish, I will let the ladies play the zither. What do you think?"

"Sure, but could the Imperial Aunt give me a prize or something? That would make it more interesting."

Everyone's eyes fell on that man.

He was seen lazily leaning against a pillar, his arms folded across his chest, his posture lazy. But his appearance was very outstanding, which made his movements graceful and charming. When a young man smiles, he is better than countless people in the world.

【Tsk, pretending.】

Shang Tingli rolled his eyes secretly.

What kind of attitude was he putting on? Ke Xin was almost broken by her words.

"Prizes? Of course there are." Empress Xu had already prepared in advance, and said directly: "The first place will be awarded the Star Sword, the second place will be awarded the Jade Bone Fracture Fan, and the third place will be awarded a pair of red iron wrist guards."

"These are great bets," Ke Xindao said.

Shang Tingli raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

[Is this person trying to join in the fun? Idiot, do you know why the Huguogong Mansion is holding two banquets today? One is to select the Crown Princess, and the other is to select Princess Baozhen's husband. Why are you joining in the fun? ]

“…” Never mind.

She had scolded Ke Xin in her heart countless times, and gradually she got used to it.

He said to the man in light maroon clothes beside Ke Yu, "Brother Fang Yi, quickly get someone to bring up the quiver."

Xu Junsen agreed and turned his head to instruct his servant.

Soon, the servant brought the pot and arrows used for pitching pots.

"I'll go first, I'll go first!" Xu Junsen volunteered to be the first person, took the arrow handed to him by the servant, and threw the first arrow happily.

result--

It was crooked and didn't fit into the pot.

"call--"

Ke Xin cheered and clapped: "Brother Fang Yi, good job! Scatter the arrows."

Xu Junsen: “…”

[Good fellow, you really won’t get beaten? I’m afraid you’ll be put in a sack on a dark and windy night, right? ]

Ke Xin then put down his hands that were clapping vigorously.

Xu Junsen took a deep breath and threw the second arrow, this time into the pot.

Xu Jinshu cheered for him: "Big brother is awesome!"

Xu Junsen smiled and continued to shoot the remaining three arrows. In the end, two of the five arrows hit the pot.

He felt that as a scholar, this achievement was not too bad, and he was satisfied.