Cen Xiqin's movements were standard to pull the bow. Outside Cen Xiyan, who was calm, everyone stared at the top of her eyes, wanting to see if Cen Xiqin could pull the big iron bow away.

Cen Xiqin was very mean and deliberately raising everyone's appetite. After doing the standard movement several times, she refused to really pull the bowstring.

Everyone's hearts also followed Cen Xiqin's movements, rising and falling, sometimes tight and sometimes loose.

Finally, Mo Manlu was impatient, frowned, and said with a sharp voice: "Cen Xiqin, what are you rubbing against? In such a cold day, everyone is standing outside waiting for you. What do you mean?" Speaking of this, Mo Manlu paused for a moment, then sneered again, and continued mockingly: "No, you can't pull this bow at all, right? If so, just say it, at best, let's have someone change you a bow, don't pretend like this, and waste everyone's time!"

Upon hearing this, Cen Xiqin turned her head slightly, looked at Mo Manlu on one side, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said sarcastically: "Your Highness the Eighth Princess is indeed a body of gold. She is much more delicate than us little girls. Can't you stand it if you stand for a while outside?"

"You!" Mo Manlu's face turned blue by Cen Xiqin's straightforward sarcasm, but she couldn't find a suitable word to fight back against Cen Xiqin, and could only stare at Cen Xiqin with her eyes blazing fire.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyu spoke and interrupted, "The Eighth Princess is right. It's cold and I feel very cold. Miss Cen Qi, you should shoot arrows quickly!"

Cen Xiqin was even more disdainful of Lin Xiaoyu and disgusted her disgust. She rolled her eyes at Lin Xiaoyu and cursed, "Sycophant!" Although the voice was not very loud, it could definitely be heard by everyone present!

When Lin Xiaoyu heard this, her face turned blue, purple, and red, like a palette. It was so exciting!

There were also some noble girls present, who originally wanted to agree with Mo Manlu's words, but when Cen Xiqin scolded Lin Xiaoyu, no one dared to agree.

After all, being called a "sycoon" is too direct and too unpleasant!

Cen Xiyan and Jin Fang bent their eyes at the same time. Although Cen Xiqin's temperament was a little more impulsive, she was really very cute!

Cen Xiqin pushed Mo Manlu and scolded Lin Xiaoyu again. She felt much more happy and stopped hanging everyone. She held the iron bow in her hand, pulled the bowstring suddenly, shouting, "Open!"

While shouting out the word "光" and the big iron bow was instantly pulled open and filled with Cen Xiqin!

Everyone present widened their eyes and looked at Cen Xiqin in shock. Some even opened their mouths into o-shaped shapes!

She, she... she actually pulled the bow away! It was indeed a strong woman!!

Jin Fang even widened her eyes so much that she was about to fall out! She was wondering now. Is the girl with amazing arm strength in front of her really the Cen Xiqin she knew?! When did she master this skill?

Just when everyone was still shocked and not coming to their senses, a cheer came from the entrance of Guanmeiyuan, "Okay! Miss Cen's family is really capable!"

All the noble ladies were shocked by the acclaim and came to their senses.

Cen Xiqin, Jin Fang, Lin Xiaoyu, Mo Manlu, and other noble ladies all turned their backs to the gate of Guanmeiyuan. Only Cen Xiyan and the maid with an apple tray were facing the gate. Cen Xiyan had already seen people outside the gate, and the maid was staring at Cen Xiqin and did not notice that people were coming outside the yard.

At this time, all the noble ladies turned around and looked at the gate of the yard, and saw a group of people walking in from outside the yard.

There were quite a few people coming, with 20 or 30 people! But this time, all of whom came were men! And they were all very young men!

Among these men that Cen Xiyan had long seen several familiar faces.

Mo Junxuan, Mo Junfei, Mo Junhan, Jin Muchen, Cen Hongmian, these people were all inside.

Cen Xiyan couldn't recognize the remaining people because there were not many of them who were noble men who had seen at the Royal Hunting Ground last time. She thought that most of these people should be from different camps from that person.

As for Mo Junxuan and Mo Junhan, two brothers who stand opposite each other, they will appear in the same situation. They are in a competitive relationship, but they are also brothers. No matter how fierce the fight is in private, the apparent brotherly relationship must be maintained.

Moreover, if they come to a party at the same time, they may not be able to get along well with each other, and there may be a tidal wave and confrontation.

When I saw the princes, princes and nobles walking in from outside the yard, some noble girls showed surprise in their eyes, while others showed shy expressions on their faces. More noble girls showed postures and expressions to make themselves look more elegant and dignified.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, Little Brother, Little Brother, are you here too?" Mo Manlu ran over happily and greeted his brothers.

However, she knew that she ran to Mo Junhan and pulled Mo Junhan's sleeve intimately. It was obvious that Mo Manlu wanted to get closer to Mo Junhan.

Mo Junhan also smiled, his eyes were doting, his movements were gentle, he raised his hand and patted Mo Manlu's head.

Mo Junxuan just smiled and nodded at Mo Manlu, and greeted him "Eight Sister."

Mo Junfei curled his lips to Mo Manlu and said dissatisfiedly: "What little brother, you are not much older than me!"

Mo Manlu raised her chin, snorted, and said, "It's also a day older than you!"

Mo Junfei turned his face disgusted, too lazy to pay attention to Mo Manlu.

All the noble ladies greeted several noble princes, princes, princes and others.

Mo Junhan waved his hand and said, "We are just here to join in the fun. Ladies, don't think we're here without invitation. Let's avoid those common etiquettes first. Just have fun together."

After Mo Junhan said this, everyone was no longer pretentious and insisted on giving tribute, because the younger generation of ladies and young masters were used to not paying too much attention to polite rituals. After all, there were too many people, so it was troublesome to greet each other.

"What are you playing?" The person who asked was Mo Junxuan.

The person who just applauded at the entrance of the yard was Mo Junxuan.

At this moment, he was staring at the big iron bow in Cen Xiqin's hand with curiosity, and his eyes were filled with surprise. It would be fine for a man with a martial arts foundation to pull it open, but Cen Xiqin is just a little girl who can make fuss and embroider her skills. She has such great strength to actually pull the bow open?!
Chapter completed!