Danruo smiled magnanimously and nodded, letting Ying Nianrong come first, saying that he wanted to observe the backhand throwing method first.
Ying Nianrong noticed the gazes of the people around her on her, and knew that even if she won this round, it would not be glorious.
But I had already said it when I was provoked, so it was difficult to go back on my word.
She didn't believe that Dan Ruo could beat her even with a backhand. Although she couldn't guarantee that she would hit the target, the backhand was still very difficult and required a lot of skill.
Ying Nianrong cleared her mind of distracting thoughts and focused herself. Time passed, and she was finally hit by three arrows. Cheers rang out from all around, after all, it was a backhand shot.
Dan Ruo stood leisurely in Ying Nianrong's previous position, imitating her posture.
Then, like flowing water, all four arrows hit the target. Everything happened in a moment. Ying Nianrong had spent a long time preparing the posture and angle.
Ying Nianrong's eyes were red, and she stared at Dan Ruo with gritted teeth:
"Is my sister really from the countryside? How come she is so good at pitching pots?"
Dan Ruoyun nodded calmly:
"Of course, my skill in pitching pots is probably because I've been using branches to dip into the water and catch fish since I was a kid."
The other noble ladies who were kept in seclusion were very curious about this and surrounded Danruo, wanting her to tell them about life in the countryside.
Ran Mingyan reminded everyone that Ying Nianrong had lost again and had not yet written a poem.
Normal ladies go out to socialize and participate in activities. For example, if they lose many games such as passing the flower, they are required to write poems. This is also a time to show their talents.
Basically, I will prepare it in advance at home and just carry it out when I go out, but it must be made by myself.
But now Ying Nianrong's blood was boiling, and his mind was blank as he was stared at by everyone. He had no memory of what he had memorized before. After trying for a while, he had no choice but to drink.
After finishing a pot of wine on the table, she left on the pretext of feeling unwell.
The other noble ladies surrounded Danruo and asked her to tell them interesting stories about the countryside. Even Jing Jing'er's sisters joined in.
Looking at Dan Ruo who had successfully infiltrated the noble ladies, Jing Jing'er stamped her feet and turned to chase Ying Nianrong who had just left.
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