Reborn, meet you again!

Yun Zheng came here today for another purpose, so he naturally didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, so he responded immediately.

"That's good, my cousin is thoughtful."

Song Wan just looked at Wei Lin with a smile on her face.

Although she had great respect for Wei Lin's mother, the eldest princess who seldom went out, if she agreed to Wei Lin's words now, it would be tantamount to acknowledging that what she had just said might really be a misunderstanding.

She doesn't want to.

"Thank you, Prince Wei. I am truly honored to have been invited by you."

"It's just that regarding the matter of Prince Huai's Mansion, I have already made my own defense in my heart, and I don't want to waste your time any longer. I hope you will forgive me and allow me to be so humble for once."

Although Wei Lin was rarely rejected in person like this, he did not feel dissatisfied about it.

It seems that this Miss Jiang...has a deep grudge against Prince Huai's Mansion.

But when he thought about it carefully, his mother seemed to have always prevented him from getting too close to his uncle King Huai... This made him a little curious.

Is it possible that there really is some secret in Prince Huai's Mansion?

But his mother had always refused to tell him the reason, and now was not the time to delve into it, so he just nodded and said.

"Miss Jiang, there's no need to be so kind. I was just suggesting it. It's your freedom to go or not. How can you say you're being ungrateful?"

"But today is a good day for the Marquis' Mansion. Miss Jiang, could you please give me a favor and put this matter aside for now?"

Song Wan thought that she had said everything she should and shouldn't say today, and she didn't want to lose face in front of Wei Lin anymore, so she responded with a smile.

"That's natural."

Pei Qingyan was already annoyed with Song Wan for making trouble out of nothing, but because he didn't dare to offend either side, he didn't know how to stop the argument.

Now that Prince Wei had appeared, he hurriedly stepped forward and suggested that since they were talking about pitching pots today, why not have the Marquis' Mansion offer some prizes and have a pitching pot competition.

Everyone present already felt that the atmosphere was a bit tense, and now hearing Pei Qingyan say this, they naturally agreed and responded in unison.

Pei Qingyan thought about his sister's words in favor of Prince Yun just now, and was afraid that it would displease Jun Jiuchen and ruin the situation of the Marquis' Mansion where they had the best of both worlds.

He tentatively handed a few arrows to Jun Jiuchen.

"I wonder if Your Majesty would be interested in participating?"

Although Jun Jiuchen was a military general and had reached the position of commander-in-chief of the Mobei Army, his riding and archery skills should be pretty good, but no one in Shangjing City had ever seen his skills, so he didn't dare to be too sure.

If his skills were not as good as Prince Yun's, he would probably be embarrassed.

He could only pass on the message. If he was confident that he could perform as well as the prince, or even be on par with him, then he would agree.

If you are not sure, just say you are not interested. After all, he is naturally indifferent, so it is not surprising if he does not participate.

Jun Jiuchen looked at the arrow that Pei Qingyan handed over, but there was only a hint of indifference in his eyes.

However, when he glanced at Song Wan who was also looking at him, and... the three feather arrows that Yun Zheng had just thrown, he suddenly changed his mind and raised his hand to take a feather arrow from Pei Qingyan.

"There's no need for a competition, but trying one... wouldn't hurt."

After she finished speaking, she set her eyes on Song Wan's face.

"Miss Jiang, can I borrow your hairband?"

Song Wan was stunned when he heard this.

Headband?

Then he seemed to have thought of something and responded.

"nature."

The headband on her head was just for decoration today, so it wouldn't be a big deal if she took it off.

After casually taking off the bright red headband, Song Wan walked over and handed it to Jun Jiuchen.

"Your Majesty, please."

Jun Jiuchen did not reach out to take it.

"It's inconvenient for me to hold an arrow in my hand. Miss Jiang, why don't you do a good deed to the end?"

Song Wan felt a little confused when she heard this. In fact, it was inappropriate for him to ask her to use her hairband, but she never cared about these things, so she just let him do it.

Why is he... still going further?

I don't know what he is up to.

But thinking that he was still holding on to the other person, and he couldn't lose face in front of so many people, he could only respond with a "yes".

Then, just when Pei Qingyan was a little confused and didn't understand what the two were talking about, Jun Jiuchen had already bent down and put his head in front of Song Wan.

Although he was wearing a mask, Song Wan could clearly feel that the eyes looking at him at this moment seemed to be shining with golden light...

Song Wan's heart moved, and she immediately used the hairband in her hand to cover her overly seductive eyes with great speed.

then……

He tied a tight knot at the back of his head.

Jun Jiuchen seemed to sense her haste, but he felt even happier.

Then he straightened up and threw the arrow casually. The feather arrow in his hand seemed to have eyes and slid into the pot along the edge of the pot.

It is also based on the pole.

but……

It is a blindfolded leaning pole.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gasps from all around...

Although they are all based on poles, the difficulty...

But they are not the same.