"Your Majesty's teachings will be firmly remembered. We will diligently practice martial arts and archery to live up to Your Majesty's glorious reputation."
The competition successfully motivated everyone and set goals for the competition; it was a worthwhile event.
However, An Yuan'er was still somewhat indignant on Yi Chenli's behalf.
Yi Chenli was clearly in first place, yet the Emperor praised him so casually and simply, bestowing upon him the Divine Arrow so hastily. If it were someone else who won, would the Emperor have acted the same way?
An Yuan'er dared not think about it.
They are all his own sons, yet the emperor's favoritism is so obvious. No wonder the emperor's fate was not good in his previous life.
The reason Yi Chenli earned the name "Tyrant" in his previous life, besides his ruthless methods, was also rumored that he seized the throne by murdering his father. Whether the rumors were true or false, An Yuan'er had no way of knowing.
In short, the Emperor had been indifferent to Yi Chenli for many years. If it weren't for the fact that Yi Chenli's mother was from the Southern Kingdom, Yi Chenli's life would probably still be the same as when they first met as children!
Just as everyone was preparing to celebrate their victory, the guards, eunuchs, and the princes who had participated in the archery competition were about to return from the archery range.
Suddenly, the wind direction changed.
A strong wind swept up fallen leaves, obscuring people's view.
From the crowd came the screams of eunuchs and guards.
"Ah! Ah!"
Footsteps were disordered as a large group of men in black suddenly surged into the training ground, causing chaos.
Someone screamed, "Assassin! Help! Help!"
The guards were the first to rush onto the stage to protect the Emperor and Empress.
Swords clashed, and screams grew louder and louder.
These masked men in black seemed to have appeared solely for the purpose of slaughter; they killed anyone they saw with bloody and violent actions.
A group of young ladies from various families were gathered in the stands, but few of them knew martial arts.
When faced with trouble, these girls can only scream for help.
Lin Moran stepped forward, fearlessly walking to the front: "Don't be afraid. Most of the men in black are around the archery range; they won't get here. Calm down."
But the girls were still screaming.
Lin Moran could only shout, "If you don't want to die, stay here and don't go out. There will be no danger."
A group of guards approached, and after handing them over, Lin Moran walked towards the most dangerous area.
She picked up her whip and lashed at the men in black who rushed at her, shouting as she fought them off, "Xiao Yuan'er, An Huaishou, where are you?"
Halfway there, Lin Moran first saw An Huaishou, who had noticed earlier that An Huaishou's right hand seemed to be injured.
An Huai shook his head at her: "Miss Lin, don't come any closer. There are arrows flying inside; it's dangerous!"
Without hesitation, Lin Moran rushed to An Huishou's side, disregarding the danger: "Brother An, I am willing to fight alongside you."
Lin Moran protected An Huishou's injured right hand, and the two worked together to fight off the men in black.
Although Yi Chenqi was fighting alone in the most dangerous place, his strength prevented these men in black from getting close to him.
He was worried about An Yuan'er's whereabouts and wanted to find her, but he couldn't find her.
Suddenly, a cloud of black mist blinded the man in black.
He hadn't expected his opponent to have such a dirty trick up their sleeve, and he immediately realized something was wrong. He remembered An Yuan'er's instructions before he shot the arrow, telling him to pay close attention to the left.
Instinctively, a second before the black fog obscured his vision, he covered his left chest with his hand.
With a muffled groan, the man in black's sword struck him squarely in the left side of his chest.
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