Abandoned concubine auspicious

Chapter 122 Strangled to death

However, this royal family is not an aristocratic family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, but a nouveau riche who started with the princess, and when they go outside, they don't even care about their face?

These honored disciples are all young people, after all they are bloody, so someone came out to persuade him: "Brother Wang, you see that your elder brother is really not feeling well, why don't you help him to the side and find an imperial doctor to come and see look?"

Wang Dingqiao was a shrewd person, seeing clearly the displeasure in those people's eyes, he hated Wang Zhi'er even more, and all the people who came to this crown flower banquet today were noble children from various aristocratic families. It will have a great impact on the future future.

Wang Dingqiao is not like Wang Ziqin, he only wants to get by in everything he does. His ambition is really big.

He had no choice but to step forward and said to Wang Zhi'er with concern: "Brother, are you feeling better?"

Wang Zhier frowned and said, "Second Brother, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired..."

Seeing Wang Zhi'er's appearance, the rest of the Guixun's children shook their heads. The eldest son of the Wang family is really weak.

As a younger brother, I don't know how to care about my elder brother.

What do the two brothers look like?
It seems that the Wang family is just like this, and there are no big names.

Wang Dingqiao was extremely annoyed by their gazes, wishing he could strangle Wang Zhier to death with one hand.

Gritting his teeth, he said: "Brother, don't forget that today's Crown Flower Fair is also the day you become a lord! It doesn't matter if you lose your own face, but don't lose the face of our palace!"

Wang Zhi'er's eyebrows were so tight that a mosquito could be pinched to death, "Second brother, what are you talking about? I can't disgrace anyone else, and I can't disgrace the palace...Second brother, I know you look down on me, but we are brothers after all. ..."

She said the last two sentences very loudly.

The people around were paying attention to this place, and when they heard these two sentences, they smiled even more.

Wang Dingqiao's face turned purple. To Wang Zhi'er, she really didn't say anything, and it was wrong if she didn't say anything. Everything was wrong.

Fortunately, at this moment, there was a burst of hustle and bustle, and everyone's eyes turned to the hustle and bustle, and they saw the palace ladies lined up on the other side of the screen, guarding the three young women. Sit down by the screen.

This is the eighth princess, the ninth princess, and the tenth princess.

The teenagers on the side of the screen adjusted their clothes and spoke with restraint.

Wang Dingqiao had long since neglected Wang Zhi'er, left her, and squeezed towards the screen.

Princess Yongyang is the ten princesses.

Wang Zhier knew that Princess Yongyang was sitting on the other side of the screen, but she didn't dare to go forward to join in the fun.

At this time, the little eunuch came out with an arrow target and set it up under a willow tree not far away.

This is a program that is held every year at the Crown Flower Club, where they boast about their archery skills, in order to test the physique of the teenagers participating in the Crown Flower Club.

The person who wants to marry the princess cannot be a frail person.

The princesses sat across the screen, and the disciples of Guixun were gearing up, with excitement on their faces.

After the princesses arrived, the princes also followed. The prince and several princes sat on the seats on the side of the screen.

After a greeting, everyone sat down as the guest of honor.

The prince is a man in his thirties with a slightly pale complexion. Below the prince are the fourth prince, the fifth prince and the ninth prince.

In the harem, there are many princes, but these are the only ones who may survive.

Because many princes in the harem died, the emperor paid more attention to the remaining princes. When they reached the age of 13, although they did not leave the palace to build a mansion, they were all named kings.

I heard that this was what Mu Qingcheng suggested to the emperor after getting the will of the Buddha.

Presumably the meaning of it is to become a king early, to settle down early, and not to let other people think too much about it.

After being crowned king, the fourth and fifth princes and the ninth prince Li Jiong survived safely, which made the emperor favor Mu Qingcheng even more.

Compared with the majestic Ninth Prince Li Jiong, although the prince is wearing a brocade robe, it still makes people feel that he has no sense of existence.

The fourth and fifth princes are two tall, handsome young men.

But any handsome man standing next to Li Jiong would look a little dull.

The four and five princes sat together, chatting non-stop, only the Ninth Prince Li Jiong sat upright, and no one dared to speak up.

It can be imagined that within one meter of him, it must be so cold that he would freeze to death.

Such a handsome face like a celestial being, but it was so cold that people would feel cold even standing beside him.

Wang Zhier thought to herself, Li Jiong is really a character.

Even the maids serving snacks walked a lot lighter when they walked to Li Jiong's side.

The crown prince sat at the head, feeling a little sorry, and said to Li Jiong: "Ninth brother, look, do you want them to start a competition of archery?"

Li Jiong nodded, "Brother Huang, everything is up to you."

The prince clapped his hands, summoned a young eunuch, and ordered: "Put the arrow target up."

The little eunuch brought up the archery target and placed it under the willow tree.

Seeing this, all the teenagers showed excitement on their faces.

Except for Wang Zhier, she shrunk down on her seat, lowered her head, and tried to reduce her sense of existence. For no reason, she felt the slightest danger. She regretted that when she met Mu Qingcheng just now, she made Princess Yongyang so angry in order to get away. Walk.

Furthermore, she always felt that although Li Jiong's face was expressionless, those two gazes were always sweeping down, which made her hair stand on end.

Wang Dingqiao was carefully raised by a martial arts archery master invited by Princess Chen Liuchang since he was a child. He prepared for the Crown Flower Festival. His archery skills are superb. He hit the bull's-eye with three arrows in a row, which attracted applause from all the audience.

Cao Dian was praised by Wang Zhier outside the palace, but after all, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, and his archery skills didn't fail. He hit two of the three arrows, which is not bad.

As for Li Chaofeng and his ilk, their archery skills are also good.

In the archery competition of the Guanhua Club, it is not necessary for everyone to participate in the field. If you are good at archery, you will naturally step forward to show it. If you are not good at archery, you will perform the same in other aspects.

Wang Zhi'er didn't want to show off, she sat down on the seat with her head down, holding a cup in her hand, drinking tea one sip at a time.

The prince watched them shoot arrows, as in previous years, nothing new, and yawned bored.

The fourth prince said: "Brother, it's so boring to shoot like this every year, why don't we change to a fresh one this year, let's shoot living things..."

The fifth prince said: "Fourth brother, this is not a good suggestion. This is the palace, not a shooting range. It is taboo to have blood in the palace."

The fourth prince smiled and said: "It's not difficult, how can you test their level? Fifth brother, didn't you bring a fighting cock a few days ago, I heard that it is well trained and can understand human speech?"

The fifth prince smiled and said: "Fourth brother, don't tell me, this chicken of mine was bought at a huge price, but it can't stand repeated shots."

The fourth prince said: "It's not about shooting it, it's just shooting the hibiscus flower on its back, brother, tell me, is this a good way to play?"

(End of this chapter)