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But this year, Feng Ye obviously wanted to challenge this Brother Wang. He hadn't even arrived at the hunting grounds when he began to publicly post his challenge. When the carriages passing by heard that the eighth prince had sent a challenge to the fourth prince, they couldn't help but all open the curtains of the carriages to take a look.

”The eighth brother's archery skills are the most outstanding amongst all the brothers. Even father is praising it. As your brother, I will naturally admit defeat.” Feng Qianyue was forced to retract his gaze and allow Lian Yue's carriage to pass by him as well. Beneath the axle, there were still confectioners' dregs inside. The creaking sound of the axle turning was especially ear-piercing.

”Why are you being too modest, Fourth Prince? If you're a man, show us your true abilities. It would be better if we had a fair and square competition, rather than trying your best in the dark, wouldn't it?” A faint smile appeared on Feng Ye's face as he spoke.

Feng Qianyue tightened his grip on the reins, but his expression remained the same. He revealed a flawless smile and said:

”Since eighth brother has said so, then let's meet on the hunting grounds.” An undercurrent flowed between the two of them.

”Alright, it's a deal then. See you at the paddock!” Feng Ye gave Feng Qianyue another deep look before urging his horse to leave, and he sprinted towards the direction of Lian Yue's carriage.

Feng Qian saw that Lian Ru Yue had lifted the curtain of the carriage to talk to Feng Ye. It was unknown what Feng Ye had said, but Lian Ru Yue's face easily revealed a smile that he had never seen before. The haze in his eyes grew even darker …

Lian Ruyue, since this is the case, I can't let you off! In this hunt, I must request royal father to grant me a marriage!

”Your Highness …” Feng Qianyue returned to his senses, and his face returned to his usual expression.

The carriage only arrived after a long time on the way, and when Lian Yue was about to fall asleep, a charming and beautiful voice came from outside.

”Eighth Prince, you finally came?”

Lian Rou stood in front of Feng Ye's horse and raised her head to look at the man on the horse. Her eyes were filled with adoration.

This time, there was another person by her side — her big brother, Xiao Zhenhai's eldest son, and the capital's famous scholar — Xiao Shan.

Feng Ye dismounted, handed the horsewhip to the servants beside him, and said something to the Xiao siblings. Xiao Shan turned his head and his gaze landed on Lian Ru Yue. His lips clearly carried a trace of a warning cold smile.

Lian Ru Yue merely curled her lips when she received this laughter that contained an attack. Her gaze swept past like a dragonfly touching the water. She did not take Xiao Shan's provocation to heart.

”…” Seeing her reaction, Xiao Shan was even more certain of what his aunt had said. He was so arrogant and wanted to teach her a lesson.

”Eldest Miss, our tent is over there.” Qing Dai softly said as she got off the carriage with one of her subordinates.

Lian Yue glanced over and saw that many tents had been set up on the outside of the hunting grounds. Many officials and family members who had just arrived were coming down from the carriages, finding their own tents in succession and taking the belongings inside. It was a bustling scene and she also saw Liu Xi Man's figure.

The princes' tents were arranged to the east, and each tent had a banner hanging outside. The banner read ”Heng, Yue, Xun”, and other words, indicating the name of each prince. The rustling sound of the wind came from the tents, and their imposing auras were majestic.