The Eldest Daughter Reborn: She Provoked the Obsessive Crown Prince and Couldn't Escape

Like most sporting events in the world, this horse racing event began with song and dance to entertain the nobles and royalty present.

After enjoying the Central Plains songs and dances, the Western Regions songs and dances followed, offering another unique experience of exotic customs.

not to mention……

Even after Yuan Lu left, that burning gaze seemed to linger...

Fu Luan drank cup after cup of tea, and when he finished his cup, someone laughed and said, "The tea in the Central Plains is indeed good."

"But young lady, you've had too much to drink right now. Be careful, it might be inconvenient on horseback later."

Fu Luan looked closely and saw a woman gracefully approaching; it was none other than Princess Anagui of the Western Regions.

This Ana Guiruo was just a commoner girl, but she was quite beautiful;

Among princesses, her appearance was only considered average, perhaps a little better than Yuan Rui's.

Anagui was dressed in a pale yellow dress and had a light yellow camellia in her hair, looking like she was dressed in Central Plains attire.

"The princess is quite polite, having changed into Han Chinese clothes so early." Fu Luan nodded slightly.

Anagui smiled faintly: "I have heard of you, the most beautiful woman in the Great Wei. You are indeed beautiful; you were once the Crown Princess of the Great Wei."

"However... I've heard that you've divorced the Crown Prince and are now just a commoner. Why don't you kneel and pay your respects to me, the princess?"

Seeing that she came with ill intentions, Fu Luan felt she didn't need to be polite anymore. "Fu Luan is indeed a commoner, but..."

"Fu Luan is from the Great Wei Dynasty. According to the rules, she doesn't need to kneel before foreigners. Don't tell me you're a princess from the Western Regions;"

“Even if the Khan and the Khatun came, there would be no reason for me to pay my respects.”

“Fine! Fine! Fine! Then…” Anagui paused, then continued, “If I, this princess, become the imperial concubine of your Great Wei in the future, will you not kneel?”

"Fu Luan awaits the princess's good news," Fu Luan replied calmly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Anagui glanced at Fuluan's tea and said before leaving, "I wish you a great success... and may you win the championship on horseback."

Hua Luo said worriedly, "Grandma, she noticed you're going to have a horse race, what if...?"

"Are you worried she'll tell on you? Don't worry... if she wanted to gossip, she wouldn't have reminded me."

"She is very smart and knows how to please people."

"Besides... she told me her secret, didn't she?" Fu Luan smiled slightly as she watched her retreating figure.

Yuan Lu had been nagging beside her for a long time without noticing that her short outfit was for horse racing;

Or rather, none of the people who came and went today could see through her thoughts;

The little princess, however, figured out her "secret" after only meeting her once.

However, Anagui is right about one thing—drinking too much tea is ultimately inconvenient.

While the singing and dancing were in full swing, Fu Luan quietly slipped away to "relieve himself";

On the way back, he saw the attendant who had been with Yuan Lu earlier discussing something with a female official.

"Tribute...return gifts...we can't be careless..."

"Yes, yes, otherwise... it would affect... diplomatic relations..."

Fu Luan was too far away from the two to hear clearly;

I was just about to get closer when I realized it was almost time; the horse race was about to start.

Fu Luan had no choice but to call Hua Luo and lead Batu to the entrance.

During this period, Fu Luan spent several hours with Batu every day, more than he spent with his brothers.

She and Batu were already inseparable, one and the same;

Many people who have been riding horses for years may not be able to do this.

"Batu, keep going! Today is the day to make or break you!" Fu Luan patted Batu's head to encourage him.

Ba Xiang seemed to understand, nodding as if he were a human.

"Young lady, these are the horses that will be competing soon. If you are here, there is a risk of injury. Please refrain from watching the races..."

Fu Luan was only focused on Yuan Lu's shoes, and only when she saw that he was still wearing those shoes with gold thread and jade ornaments did she look behind her.

The person who spoke just now was none other than Yarkand, the warrior from the Western Regions who had won the championship in his previous life.

Could that persistent, intense gaze I saw at the table just now have come from him?

"Unfortunately, I'm also here to participate in the competition." Fu Luan smiled politely at Yarkand.

She then let him speculate as he pleased, his azure eyes lingering on her.

There were a total of 24 participants in this horse racing event, 12 from the Great Wei and 12 from the Western Regions.

Everyone was busy waiting for the race to begin with their beloved horse.

Apart from Yarkand, no one noticed that a woman had sneaked in.

Even Yuanlu, who kept calling Fuluan "wife," hadn't noticed her yet because he was too far away.

Today, the one representing the Fu family was originally Fu Luan's third brother, Fu Che;

However, Fu Luan used a clever trick to get Fu Che away and took his place.

The rules for the royal horse races have always been only four:

First, the person who is the first to reach the finish line with their horse and win the golden seal is the champion;

Secondly, life and death are predestined. Injuries or deaths during the competition are each person's fate, and have nothing to do with the law or the imperial court.

Third, once a rider dismounts, they lose their eligibility and must leave the field;

Finally, and this is what Fu Luan has been longing for: the winner can make a wish to the Emperor...

As long as it doesn't involve the laws of the Great Wei Dynasty or the fate of the nation, this wish will be fulfilled.

The starting and ending routes of the competition could be seen by the princes and nobles in the audience;

The middle third of the area was kept out of sight.

Fu Luan planned to strike Yuan Lu in this "secluded" place.

After all, in his previous life, it was right here that someone broke his leg.

"May the ancestors of the Fu family bless me so that I may personally avenge them."

"That good-for-nothing must not break down prematurely..." Ever since he started training horses, Fu Luan has prayed before the ancestral tablets every single day.

The race began, and twenty-four people and horses charged together toward the center of the racecourse.

Before the time it takes to drink a cup of tea had even passed, several people had fallen from their horses—

They either fell because of poor skills, or they were knocked over or knocked down by their opponent.

Fu Luan, dressed in red, rode on horseback, displaying both heroic spirit and elegance.

She spurred Batu on, and Batu carried her across the horse track.

The rider and the horse blend seamlessly into one, creating a unique and beautiful scene on the racecourse.

Sunlight shone on her brows, making the peony flower ornament shine brightly once again.

Fu Luan was born with a dignified and elegant appearance, and a beautiful and majestic demeanor;

Now, on horseback, her features appear even more resolute, and her gentle face exudes a heroic spirit, making her even more captivating.

Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, clear, and deep, as if they could see through everything—

She certainly could—based on her memories from her past life.

Sometimes she leaned close to the horse's back, and sometimes she stood upright in the stirrups;

The wind whistled past my ears, and it seemed different from before;

Before she could react, she was hit hard.

After passing Fu Luan, the man glanced back smugly and whistled lightly.

He was a man dressed in Hu clothing, clearly from the Western Regions.

Fu Luan was nearly knocked off his horse, and even his riding whip was knocked to the ground...