Ji Yi lightly pinched the end of the arrow, aimed briefly, and shot.
Everyone gasped again at once. The Emperor even looked a little reproachful: “Didn’t you know someone tampered with the arrow? And you’re still acting so reckless? Careful or you might make a fool of yourself!”
But in the next moment, a crisp “shing!” rang out. What was that? Everyone held their breath and looked—and nearly dropped their jaws in shock.
“It hit! It hit again!” Lanyi cried out loudly.
This time, everyone was even more excited, because it wasn’t just a hit—it was identical to the original shot.
Yes, the second arrow had pierced through the first arrow, splitting it in two, the two arrows now firmly pinned together.
The Emperor, who had earlier been somewhat embarrassed, now laughed heartily: “Second Prince, perhaps you misjudged! The arrows from both quivers are exactly the same. Look—there isn’t the slightest difference!”
Yelü Haonan’s eyes widened. This wasn’t luck; this was skill! Ji Yi really was incredible.
“Exactly. I think you misunderstood. Step back!” Yelü Haonan said dryly.
The envoy immediately slunk away, humiliated. The Emperor’s eyes sparkled with amusement at the scene. Then he looked at Ji Yi approvingly: “Good, another reward!”
Yelü Haonan watched them gloat, filled with indignation. But what could he do when he was outmatched? He steadied his mind and shot his last arrow.
And indeed, Yelü Haonan’s archery was no mere pretense. With a thud, his third arrow landed in the center of the target, even better than before—right in the bullseye.
Yet he couldn’t relax even a fraction, knowing Ji Yi would surely outperform him.
Ji Yi, without saying a word, calmly raised his arrow and shot. With another “shing!”, the third arrow once again pierced through the previous arrow, striking the exact center. Everyone was stunned. Such archery could easily earn a military top scholar title!
The Emperor clapped vigorously: “Excellent! I never imagined Daliang would produce a top scholar who excels in both civil and martial arts! Talent like this appears only once in a century!”
Princess Lanyi couldn’t contain her excitement either: “Amazing! The shot is simply divine!” At that moment, she almost wanted to rush over and hug Ji Yi tightly. Her future husband was even better than the prince himself—a matter of immense pride!
Zhu Jie was equally thrilled. She hadn’t realized it—Ji Yi could do everything! This was incredible, even more impressive than her own transmigrated abilities!
She looked at Ji Yi with admiration. Their eyes met, and in that glance, Ji Yi saw pride in Zhu Jie’s eyes, proud because of him. And Zhu Jie saw love in Ji Yi’s eyes. No matter how dazzling the world was, everything he did was for her.
Suddenly, a figure moved before her. Zhu Jie was surprised to see Lanyi, seemingly drawn by Ji Yi’s gaze, walking right up to him.
Ji Yi’s eyes darkened briefly, but he still bowed politely and said to Lanyi, “Princess, may I ask—?”
“I’ve already decided on your reward!” Lanyi said, gently removing a hairpin from her hair, shyly adding, “I give this to you.”
To take off a hairpin and give it in public wasn’t just a reward—it was a declaration of affection, a token of betrothal.
Ji Yi glanced at it nervously, then at Zhu Jie, who was frowning and clearly displeased.
Ji Yi sighed inwardly. What is it with this life? Why does every woman insist on giving me things?
At that moment, Ji Yi suddenly remembered something. Bowing solemnly, he said, “Thank you, Princess, for your gift.”
Zhu Jie looked on eagerly, thinking he might refuse next—but to her shock, he actually reached out to accept it. Could it be… he really intended to take Lanyi’s gift?
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