Everyone hurriedly went out and saw Yuan Chen, dressed in wedding clothes and leading his friends, walking towards this side.
Today, Yuan Chen is full of energy and unparalleled handsomeness, stunning everyone at a glance and making everyone around him lose their color.
Su Xinyue stood up and blocked Yuan Chen's path: "His Royal Highness wants to see the bride, he must pass our test."
Yuan Chen glanced sideways at Ye Jinming.
Ye Jinming said hurriedly: "Don't look at me, this is not my idea."
He just knew that these girls' families were going to make things difficult for Yuan Chen, so he didn't stop them.
Yuan Chen asked: "How to test it?"
Su Xinyue pointed to the things that had been prepared and said: "I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is excellent in archery. There are three swinging concentric knots hanging here. It takes His Highness the Crown Prince to string together these three concentric knots with an arrow. The one that falls behind him
On the target."
Everyone looked at the concentric knots hanging in the air. The small one, with the hollow in the middle, could barely pass through the arrow feathers, but it was a bit difficult for an arrow to shoot through three of them, because they were not stationary.
Ye Jinming felt that this was a bit difficult. He coughed lightly and said, "What if I miss the shot?"
Su Xinyue said: "Then accept the punishment and drink these three bowls of wine."
Ye Jinming couldn't help but feel a little flustered when he looked at the wine bowls they had prepared. These girls were so rude.
But they underestimated Yuan Chen. Even if he missed the shot, he would not drink the wine. In the end, it was their friends who were tricked.
Yuan Chen really wanted to trick them, but on the big day, he even wanted to make Jialan proud, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me the bow and arrow."
I saw two guards walking over carrying a bow and arrow.
Everyone's eyes widened with astonished expressions on their faces. Two people need to carry this bow and arrow? Isn't it very heavy?
Mu Rufeng was curious and tried it out. As expected, it weighed thirty or forty kilograms. He found it funny and asked Su Xinyue: "Where did you get such a heavy bow?"
Su Xinyue said: "I specially sent people to fight."
She smiled and said to Yuan Chen: "Please, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Yuan Chen didn't change his expression. He reached out and took out the bow, held it firmly in his hand, then put the arrow feathers on it and aimed at the swaying concentric knot in the air.
If you want to shoot through three concentric knots at the same time, you need to watch the timing correctly.
After waiting for a moment, I heard a whooshing sound and the arrow feathers flew away. I saw three concentric knots being stably pierced together and landed on the target behind, hitting the red heart.
A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd. Yuan Chen threw the bow and arrow in his hand to Ye Jinming, looked at Su Xinyue and asked, "Is this the test?"
Su Xinyue was extremely shocked. She had tried so hard to embarrass Yuan Chen. She never imagined that His Highness the Crown Prince was so powerful. It really opened her eyes.
"His Royal Highness has extraordinary skills, Xinyue admires him. You have passed this level, please pass the next level."
Su Xinyue extended her hand to invite.
Ye Jinming held the heavy bow and arrow, secretly wiped his sweat, and saw Wang Qingtong standing up with a smile and bowed: "Your Highness, this is a test of your literary talent. Please do something with the theme of red makeup."
A poem to encourage makeup."
Everyone was surprised again. This kind of poem to encourage makeup is common, but they have never heard of it with a proposition.
Everyone present was a man proficient in writing. Just when they were thinking about how to use red makeup as the theme, they heard Yuan Chen's clear and clear voice speak: "It is said that red powder is mixed under the candle, and spring is celebrated in front of the bronze mirror. No face required.
The makeup is on, but the eyebrows are left to be painted."
In the room, Xiao Jialan, wearing a red hijab, could not help but blush while listening to Yuan Chen's makeup poem.
The meaning of this poem is: I heard that the bride mixes rouge and pink under the candlelight at night, and dresses herself up in front of the bronze mirror as beautiful as spring, as beautiful as the light.
You don’t have to put all the makeup on your face, just leave your eyebrows and wait for the groom to draw your eyebrows.
There were cheers outside, and someone who didn't know what to say shouted: "One more song."