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With the loud sound of gongs and drums, the competition officially began.

All the princes present instantly got into the state and gripped the bows and arrows in their hands tightly.

Their eyes are determined and full of fighting spirit, eager to stand out from the competition and win the championship.

The eldest prince took a step back calmly, put three arrows on the bowstring, and shot all three arrows at once.

In an instant, three sharp arrows shot out and hit the target accurately.

The three sky lanterns that were shot had holes in them and fell down swayingly.

The prince was not to be outdone. He looked at the lanterns in the sky, waited for the right moment, and killed two birds with one stone.

In this competition, of course, the one who shoots more lanterns with the limited ten arrows has a chance of winning.

Yinzhen calmly observed the situation in the air, his thin lips slightly pursed, his eyes as sharp as torches, always following the lanterns floating in the air, and skillfully moving his body to find the best shooting angle.

The muscles in his arms instantly tensed and bulged, almost bursting his sleeves, as if they would burst at any moment.

At a certain moment, the three sky lanterns formed a line. He seized the opportunity and shot an arrow decisively.

With a "swoosh" sound, the arrow flew across the sky like an arrow shot from a bow, and then pierced through three lanterns with amazing accuracy. Among them was the one that the eldest prince had shot and slowly fell.

The arrow was perfect and everyone applauded and cheered.

Yinzhi shot an arrow and missed. After hearing the cheers, he looked in his direction with disbelief in his eyes.

Didn't the fourth brother say that he was weak? When did he make such great progress? He shot down three people with one arrow. What was he trying to do!

Time is running out and there will be fewer sky lanterns as time goes by, so we must not be careless.

He has six younger brothers participating in the competition. It would be so embarrassing if he got last place.

Yinzhen was not affected by the cheers of the crowd at all. He stood on the field like a sculpture, his eyes focused and determined.

The bow and arrow in his hand shot out accurately like a dragon.

The first few arrows hit the target one after another, and at least two sky lanterns were hit.

But as time went on, when he shot the next few arrows, there were fewer and fewer sky lanterns in the sky, and his movements seemed a little powerless, and each arrow could only barely hit one sky lantern.

The prince came later and gradually surpassed him.

Xiyu stared at the man in the black imperial robe in the center of the venue, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

What happened to me?

As the competition was coming to an end, there was only one arrow left on the field.

The gong suddenly sounded, announcing the end of the game.

Xiyu hurried forward, pulled his arm over and touched it, while holding his palm to check carefully, "Master~Are you okay?"

The breeze blew gently, blowing up Xiyu's hair. Her eyes, as clear and moving as autumn water, flickered with anxiety and worry.

Yinzhen concentrated on feeling the delicate touch in his hands, and an indescribable sweetness surged in his heart.

He raised his hand to tuck the flying hair on her temples behind her ears, then took the little concubine's hand and walked back slowly.

"It's okay. Don't worry."

He spoke in a comforting voice as he walked, his deep voice containing slightly rapid breaths.

Xiyu looked at him suspiciously. Is he really okay?

Everyone returned to the main hall, waiting for the young eunuchs to record the number of times each prince had hit the target.

"Your Majesty, the results are out."

Liang Jiugong held a piece of paper in his hand, on which the results of the competition were recorded.

He first handed over the results in his hand. Kangxi took a quick glance and had an idea in mind.

"You come and read it."

Kangxi handed the paper with the results back to Liang Jiugong and gave instructions.

"Yes."

Liang Jiugong took it respectfully, then stood on the steps and read it out.

"The Third Prince was blessed with seven Heavenly Lanterns, ranking last; the Seventh Prince was blessed with eight Heavenly Lanterns, ranking...

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The eldest prince hit 15 lights, ranking third; the fourth prince hit 19 lights, ranking second; His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hit 21 lights, ranking first. "

After reading it, he smiled, bent down, and said in a higher voice, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for winning the championship."

Kangxi stood up, took the bow that had been with him for a long time from the young eunuch's hand, and took two steps forward.

The prince had a humble smile on his face. He stepped forward respectfully to take it, and said excitedly, "Thank you, Father, for the gift of the bow."

"Yinreng, you did a great job! You lived up to the cultivation of the Emperor."

Kangxi patted his shoulder with great satisfaction and said, "Your mother in heaven will be very pleased to see this."

Hearing this, the prince's eyes flickered slightly and he nodded "yes".

He walked back down the stairs holding the bow box. When he passed Yinzhen, he stopped and asked with concern:

"I really admire your arrows just now, but the last few were not as good as expected. Are you feeling unwell?"

There was concern in the prince's words, but he knew that there was a temptation in them.

It was to test whether he was deliberately hiding his strength.

Yinzhen stood up with the help of the table, then replied with a smile: "I am feeling a little unwell. Second brother knows that there is still some poison in my body. The previous few arrows were just a test of luck."

His breathing was a little heavy, as if he had not yet recovered.

"It's not healed yet. You've suffered."

The prince sighed and returned to his seat with a heavy heart.

When Yinzhen was about to sit down, his body swayed slightly, and Xiyu reached out to hold him up worriedly.

After he sat down, she leaned over and whispered, her tone tinged with worry, "Didn't you just say you were fine? Why do you look so weak?"

Seeing that her eyes were red and filled with tears but she didn't dare to let them fall, Yinzhen had to confess to her.

"Don't worry, I'm just pretending."

He held Xiyu's chin with one hand and brought her closer to him. He leaned forward and whispered softly in her ear. His breath sprayed on her earlobe, causing a tingling sensation.

Xiyu unconsciously shrank her neck, raised her hand to push his chest to increase the distance between them, and then raised her hand to gently touch her earlobe which was feeling a little hot.

This person is really...

The young eunuch brought a tray covered with notes that looked like they were cut from sky lanterns.

"Master Si, all the notes you received are here."

Yinzhen nodded, motioning him to put it down, and then pushed the tray in front of Xiyu, "Take a look, is there anything you like."

"I like everything you have worked so hard for~"

Xiyu stacked the notes together one by one, put them away carefully, then smiled and winked at him, "I'll go back and read them slowly."

"Father, I received a note and there is someone I want to send it to."

After receiving the notes, the Eighth Prince picked out one from among them, then walked to the center of the hall, straightened his back and knelt on the ground.

Kangxi was puzzled. "If you want to send it, then send it. Why are you kneeling down?"