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

“What’s even stranger is that the young general from the Western Regions with deep-set eyes, a high nose, and blue eyes tied up the third-place winner,” Fu Che replied.

Fu Luan frowned. This was not only something that hadn't happened in her previous life, but something that had never occurred before.

Historically, horse racing only awards prizes to the winner;

That's why Fu Luan went to great lengths to win the championship in the tournament and rescue Xiao Jiu.

The second place is Yarkand, which Fu Luan knows;

The man who bumped into her was the third person, which she hadn't expected.

The nobles at the table were also discussing it animatedly...

"I'm afraid the Emperor feels embarrassed that this year's champion is a girl."

"That's why we should reward the second and third place winners! Who knew that these two would be from the Western Regions again!"

"At least the girl is a person of the Great Wei, a Han person, and was once the emperor's daughter-in-law. Isn't she better than these two people from the Western Regions?"

"Yes... If we let the Western Regions win the championship again, like we did in previous years, where would we put our old faces?"

"What do you mean by 'used to'... She'll probably be the 'Crown Princess' again in a while, so watch your words!"

"Yarqan, he is also from the Western Regions and is your subordinate. Why did you tie him up like this?" the Emperor asked with great interest.

"Your Majesty, he did not follow the rules on horseback during the race."

“Precisely because he is from the Western Regions and is my subordinate, I must make an example of him to set an example and uphold discipline.” Yarkand’s voice was clear.

His voice seemed to dispel the summer heat and cool down the entire Zhaoyang Palace.

"Oh? Which rule did he break? Yang Jin!" the Emperor continued to ask.

Yang Jin immediately replied, "Your Majesty, as soon as the race ended, I sent someone to inquire with the palace staff at the racecourse."

"No violations occurred at this conference. This first point..."

There were only four rules for the horse racing event. Yang Jin made them public one by one, and the man from the Western Regions did not violate any of them.

The Emperor laughed and said, "Yarkand, did you hear that? Your men did not violate any regulations."

"Guards, untie him immediately. Otherwise, how will he express his gratitude if I reward him while he's bound?"

The nobles also laughed.

These smiles were clearly flattering, completely different from the mockery directed at Fu Luan earlier.

Yarkand bowed again: "Your Majesty, he did not break the rules of the horse racing tournament, but rather the rules of the Western Regions on horseback."

"Your Majesty, please take a look at his shoes..."

Yarkand took off the man's shoes, reached his large hands inside and groped around, and suddenly a blade appeared at the toe of the shoe!

The blade was integrated with the shoe, indicating that there was some mechanism inside the shoe that would pop out the blade from the toe when touched.

The smiles of the nobles froze on their faces.

Not to mention envoys from the Western Regions, even people from the Great Wei were not allowed to carry weapons when entering the horse farm;

Moreover, the man's intention in hiding the razor blade in his shoe was quite obvious.

"Hmph, these people from the Western Regions travel thousands of miles to deliver a razor blade to my Great Wei. How thoughtful of them!"

"Perhaps this blade has another purpose?"

"Your Majesty, the people of the Western Regions are despicable..."

The Emperor raised his hand, signaling for silence. "Yarqan, I only want to hear your side of the story!"

Yarkand said, "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. According to the rules of horseback riding in the Western Regions, a horse race is a horse race."

"Although there are similar sayings such as 'life and death are predestined' and 'death and injury are inevitable,' the premise is 'injuries caused by horse racing'."

Such despicable methods of concealing weapons to harm people are absolutely unacceptable!

"This person went to great lengths to win the championship, bringing shame to the thirty-six kingdoms of the Western Regions, and in the end only managed to get third place."

"I hope Your Majesty will make a wise judgment... The Western Regions place great importance on the rules of horseback riding."

"If people like this can receive rewards, it would be unfair to those who struggle on horseback..."

Fu Luan rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, "Tsk, I thought they were really standing up for me!"

"So that's what it was all about..."

The emperor frowned, as if he was hesitating about something;

Yang Jin replied, "Your Majesty, according to the palace servants at the horse farm, although there were no violations of the regulations;

"However, many of the participating warriors had very fine scars on their bodies."

When the imperial physician examined the injury, he assumed it was from a horse race and offered no further explanation.

"Now it seems this person is involved. And then there's the Sixth Prince's leg, which I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing Zhang Mian mention his son, the emperor's brows furrowed even more deeply.

He smiled enigmatically, “Yarqan, since even you say he doesn’t deserve the reward;”

"Then, the rewards for second and third place will both belong to you alone!"

"However, I would like to hear how you will deal with this person who has 'broken the rules of horseback riding'?"

"Naturally... he would be demoted to a slave, and his family would be barred from holding official positions for three generations and from marrying princesses or noblewomen;

"Furthermore, marriage alliances with nobles of any country or tribe are strictly prohibited..." Yarkand answered decisively, as if he had been prepared for this.

Upon hearing this, the man twisted and turned on the ground, making "woo-woo" sounds.

For some reason, when Fu Luan saw him at this moment, she was reminded of herself on the verge of death in her previous life...

That day, Fu Zhengzheng and Yuan Lu killed her two children right in front of her!

She wanted to beg them to spare the child; but by then, her tongue had already been ripped out by the despicable couple.

Like this person, all they can produce are short, a few syllables...

"What's wrong? Are you tired? Or are you feeling unwell?" Fu Che asked with concern when he saw his sister's pale face and clenched fists.

He disregarded the fact that this was Zhaoyang Palace and the potential gossip, and reached out to touch Fu Luan's forehead.

He knew that his father was strict, and Fu Luan was particularly tolerant from a young age;

She kept everything to herself, trying to solve everything on her own, but in the end, she ended up badly hurt...

In his eyes, he only had one younger sister, Fu Luan; although he also had Fu Zhengzheng, she was still a step-sister.

Now, she has committed this disgraceful act in the Eastern Palace, causing the Marquis of Chang'an's mansion to lose all face...

Ha, face? What face does the Marquis of Chang'an's mansion have left now?

Before their death, their mother, Madam Fu, specifically instructed her sons to protect their sister and the Fu family, and not to let any villains take advantage of them.

How could Fu Che not cherish Fu Luan in the palm of his hand?

For his precious younger sister, he was even willing to break ties with his childhood sweetheart, his older cousin.

Just because she spoke ill of Fu Luan, she made him swear an oath that he would never have anything to do with his only younger sister after they got married...

"I had a bit of a stomachache earlier, but I feel much better now," Fu Luan said with a forced smile.

Her brother's concern pulled Fu Luan back to reality from the deep-seated hatred of her past life.

Yes, she has been reborn from the ashes, and her revenge plan has completed its first step, and quite beautifully at that.

What does she have to be afraid of? The ones who should be trembling are never her, but those two despicable people, Fu Zhengzheng and Yuan Lu!

After a period of wild thoughts, Fu Luan calmed down and realized that the sound of string and wind instruments was once again coming from Zhaoyang Palace...