Chapter Sixty-Three: The Jackpot
Yuan Siyin: "..."
The osmanthus cake in my hand suddenly lost its fragrance.
Damn, this unregistered person has a lot of information.
Shouldn't Little White Flower's aunt be Big White Flower?
This...this is such a pure and innocent girl!
However, Yuan Siyin overlooked one point: some people were never innocent from the start.
Back to the present, Yu Shiyan sat alone at the table, with almost no one else sitting around him, looking rather pitiful.
Yuan Siyin leaned back on the soft cushion behind her, found a comfortable position, and took a sip of barley tea.
Xiao Quanzi stood up straight, but suddenly a chill ran down his spine. He slowly turned his head, and his wandering gaze met Yuan Siyin's beautiful eyes.
Xiao Quanzi inwardly thought something was wrong. Just as he was about to pretend nothing had happened, he saw Yuan Siyin's eyes curl up and she beckoned to him with a smile.
...Could he not go?
This looks like they're about to cause trouble!
Seeing that Xiao Quanzi didn't move, Yuan Siyin's smile grew even sweeter, and she happily made a thumbs-up gesture around her neck.
Xiao Quanzi's knees buckled, and he could only grit his teeth and compose himself before bowing and standing behind her: "What are your orders, Miss?"
Although this old lady's temper has improved a lot recently, she still has a certain intimidating presence.
"Did you see those people?"
Following her rounded, chin-colored nails, Xiao Quanzi nodded and said, "I see him, isn't the leader the third young master of the Shen family?"
"right."
Yuan Siyin responded lightly.
"Go and arrange for them to sit around the Seventh Prince."
It wasn't anything particularly difficult. Although Xiao Quanzi looked troubled, he still responded and went downstairs, flicking his whisk.
Yuan Siyin held a porcelain cup that was as smooth and lustrous as jade, the clear glass making her skin appear even whiter and more delicate.
She was a carbon copy of the Empress Dowager, exuding an undeniable air of elegance and nobility. Her beautiful eyes held a hint of languor, as if she cared little for anyone, only lingering for a moment when looking at a particular person.
Xiao Quanzi went over to greet them and chatted with them for a bit; the communication process was fairly pleasant.
The main purpose was to convey Yuan Siyin's gesture, and the arrogant attitude of the group immediately subsided.
Yu Shiyan had barely taken a sip of tea when several men rushed over menacingly.
After surveying the surrounding crowd, Yu Shiyan instinctively looked towards the woman at the table.
Yuan Siyin felt a little guilty, so she coughed lightly and avoided his gaze.
She just wanted to see green leaves setting off white flowers, so what!
What's wrong!
Aside from the innocent-looking girl, who else dares to be fierce to her!
The emperor rose, raised his wine cup, looked around, and said calmly, "Today is the autumn hunt. All those present are important officials of our dynasty and their relatives. I drink this cup with you all to celebrate the autumn hunt."
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone at the table stood up, raised their wine cups, and shouted in unison, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
The emperor nodded in satisfaction, tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, then turned and winked at the eunuch Li Yuande beside him.
Li Yuande, with a knowing look, stepped forward carrying a lacquered wooden tray covered with a red cloth, and announced in a loud voice, "The grand prize of this Autumn Hunting Festival is—"
He drawled out his words, seemingly intentionally creating a sense of mystery.
"The Clear-Headed Bow!"
A chorus of exclamations rose and fell from all sides.
The Quanming bow is a composite bow made of sinew and horn. The bow body is made of mulberry wood, covered with gold peach skin, and black peach skin is added to the arrow rest. The two bow tips are made of sandalwood, decorated with birch bark, and have carved string grooves. The string pads are made of deer antler and decorated with soft fur and leather.
What's even more noteworthy is that its bowstring is made of twisted silk and is four feet six and a half inches long. It was the imperial bow used by His Majesty when he was young.
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