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Zhu Er felt that Wei Qing's smile was extremely strange, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for these concubines.

"Call them in. Also, prepare some fruits." Wei Qing instructed.

"Yes." Zhu Er acknowledged, and lowered her head.

Soon, all of them appeared in the living room.

When the wind blew, the rich fragrance of the fat powder almost made Wei Qing puke in disgust.

The heck!

What kind of plans did these women have? A layer of white could be seen on their faces!

"This concubine greets the wangfei!" Everyone shouted at Wei Qing.

Wei Qing's eyes slowly swept across the group of people's faces. She picked up the teacup by her side, opened the cup's lid, and slowly removed the foam on it.

Zhu Er stood at the side and watched Wei Qing's series of slow movements. She couldn't help but think: Actually, Princess Hua-Yang was just purposely acting a little disrespectful, isn't she a very elegant and generous woman?

Sensing Zhu Er's questioning gaze, Wei Qing turned her head and looked at her inquiringly.

Zhu Er was shocked, she immediately retracted her gaze that was fixed on her face.

These girls were all extremely soft. How could they bear to maintain such a posture?

Very soon, his forehead was covered in sweat and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Even so, Wei Qing still did not open his mouth to ask them to sit down.

Actually, she was also probing him, wanting to see if her suspicions from before were correct.

After a while, one of the two women she had suspected before couldn't hold on any longer. At the same time, she was agitating everyone and shouted, "Princess, what did I do wrong? Do you want to punish me like this?"

Wei Qing's gaze fell on her face, and thought about it seriously, "If I remember correctly, you're called Mo Yun?"

Mo Yun had never thought that Wei Qing would actually still remember her name.

"Ever since you people entered the Prince Chu’s Mansion, you have never had a right to be part of it. What I am doing today is just conducting the selection for the prince."

The girls were stunned, the expressions on Mo Yun's face changed several times. She thought: Could it be that she has lost the opportunity to fight?

Those girls who were still persevering revealed a secretly delighted look on their faces. Wei Qing sneered in her heart, they were truly foolish and naive.

"Mo Yun had just dared to speak.

Wei Qing said as she looked at Zhu Er. Zhu Er was truly unable to guess what Wei Qing was up to and could only follow her instructions. She went in to get a pen and a paper, wrote Mo Yun's name, and added on the line.

With this, everyone was unable to remain calm, and only Mo Yun was left feeling complacent.

Wei Qing had been secretly observing the expressions of the group of girls, making her judgement.

Some women tried to imitate Mo Yun and tried to attract her attention. When Wei Qing asked for the woman's name, she was immediately struck with a negative.

In that moment, all the girls could not figure out Wei Qing's personality, and they kept their silence without even daring to breathe.

Wei Qing picked up the crossbow, smiled at the pleased Mo Yun, and raised her eyebrow: "Zhu Er, give Mo Yun a peach on her head."

"Princess, what do you mean?" Mo Yun asked in a shrill voice.

Wei Qing touched the crossbow in her hand, "You guys train the gallbladder, I will train the accuracy!"

"Princess, you …" Mo Yun was so frightened that his face turned white, and he looked at the arrow in Wei Qing's hand in horror and helplessness.

"Don't worry, my accuracy is very high. I definitely won't ruin your flower-like little face."

The more Wei Qing said this, the more nervous she became. She kneeled on the ground with a thump. "Esteemed wangfei, you should change to someone else."

"What should I do? "I had a good impression of you just now. With your current score, other than the one who got the negative score, the rest of them will get zero."

The meaning behind his words was that right now, you are far ahead of everyone else, so you should be the first one to do so.

Mo Yun's heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest.

Wei Qing's smile became wider and wider. She picked up the arrow in the quiver, slowly nocked it onto the crossbow, and gently nocked it, and aimed at the peach above Mo Yun's head.

"You must not shake it. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious." Wei Qing reminded her with a friendly smile.

Mo Yun nervously bit her lips, her hand tightly twisting the embroidered cloth.

Wei Qing aimed accurately and continuously retreated, at the same time she observed the expressions of the remaining women closely.

With a "click", the arrow flew towards Mo Yun with a sonic boom.

Mo Yun shut her eyes tightly, only until she heard a "bang" did she suddenly open her eyes.

Wei Qing purposely missed with her arrows, just to scare the girls.

The peach fell to the ground and rolled over to Wei Qing's feet.

Zhu Er anxiously supported Mo Yun back. Mo Yun, who was whining just now, could not even take a step forward.

"Someone, send Mo Yun back to her courtyard."

Wei Qing's gaze swept across these people's faces. The woman who had just lost, quickly retreated behind the other women, afraid that she would be pulled out by Wei Qing.

"You should know that the Prince is brave and warlike, but you don't like cowards!"

Qing He, the other person who was suspected earlier, suddenly spoke up. "Esteemed wangfei, may I dare to ask, what is that in your hands?"

Wei Qing raised her eyebrows, "This thing is not simple, did you see its power just now?"

"So, I'm very curious about what this thing is." Qing He asked again.

Wei Qing raised her eyebrows, "You can take it as a level bow."

Qing He looked at the crossbow in her hand for a long time with a thoughtful expression.

"Zhu Er, put a peach on top of Qing He's head too."

Everyone secretly let out a breath of impure air, feeling lucky for themselves in their hearts.

Zhu Er finally understood what Wei Qing was actually trying to do.

Qing He did not reveal the same expression of fear that Mo Yun did. Last time, when Wei Qing shared her knowledge of anatomy with them, Qing He's performance was obviously higher than theirs by more than an entire level. Therefore, she had always suspected the same thing.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, they would soon be able to find out.

Wei Qing was still the same as before, trying to scare Qing He, but her performance had always been very calm.

This time, Wei Qing directly shot through the peach on her head and dripped its juice on her brow. If it was any other girl, her beautiful face would have definitely lost color, but Qing He's reaction was far too calm.