An Piao'er thought: It's all because of that little bitch An Yuan'er that she stole her spotlight.

It seemed as if it were destined from childhood that the two sisters would have a strained relationship.

An Piao'er hated An Yuan'er to the core. Her younger brother was born weak and sickly, and had to be kept alive by medicine every day. An Yuan'er, on the other hand, had a promising older brother who was not only exceptional in both literature and martial arts, but also so popular that many high-ranking officials and noble families in the capital with daughters would step into the An family mansion just to arrange a marriage with An Huishou as soon as possible.

With this older brother, An Yuan'er has become much more glamorous, both in appearance and in reality.

An Piao'er felt that An Yuan'er had taken everything from her.

Her brother's noble status, the favoritism of the Fifth Prince in the academy, and the glory that belonged to her as the young lady of the An family—all of this that should have been hers—were taken away by An Yuan'er.

She was unwilling, angry, and frustrated, but the lessons from her childhood were still vivid in her mind, and An Piao'er was helpless against An Yuan'er.

Until she had a better idea, An Piao'er could only stare helplessly and swallow her jealousy.

Her two girlfriends couldn't stand it.

“Piao’er, An Yuan’er is nowhere near as pretty as you. Look at her wearing such big clothes, you can’t see her figure at all. Heaven knows how bad her figure is.”

"I bet she's either flat-chested or heavily pregnant. Either way, she can't compare to our Piao'er's graceful figure."

Besides her beautiful and charming appearance, what's even more captivating about An Piao'er is her chest.

Although she was only 11 years old, while most girls at this age are still developing, she had already developed, with her chest gleaming and attracting much attention.

When An Piao'er appeared, what attracted people most, besides her looks, was her figure. Her curvaceous figure was sure to ignite fantasies.

Some lewd men would even gesture with their chests in front of her, which was incredibly obscene.

But An Piao'er didn't care about any of that; she was simply enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

The most beautiful woman in Shengjing can only be An Piao'er.

The praise from her friends helped An Piao'er regain much of her confidence, which had been shaken by An Yuan'er's appearance.

She tugged at her collar, unintentionally revealing her sexy collarbone, and her chest was partially exposed, which indeed drew the attention of many people.

An Piao'er felt smug.

However, in her smugness, she overlooked the fact that what she did attracted mostly wealthy young men who were indulging in debauchery and had become muddle-headed, while those polite gentlemen, even if they accidentally saw her, would deliberately look away to show respect for the woman.

True appreciation for women lies not in quantity, but in quality.

An Piao'er overlooked this important point.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was diverted, An Yuan'er secretly slipped away to Yi Chenli's side.

In the training ground, targets for archery have already been prepared. The closest target is ten meters away, and the distance increases sequentially to twenty meters, thirty meters, and so on, until one hundred meters away.

Today's competition, just as rumored, is archery.

Many princes and nobles had already started practicing shooting at the targets, but when An Yuan'er arrived, Yi Chenli had just taken out his bow and arrow.

An Yuan'er looked around and saw that everyone else's bows and arrows showed signs of use, indicating that they were used very well. But Yi Chenli's bow and arrows were brand new.