On the knife rack in front of him, a pure black scabbard glowed with a low-key and indescribable brilliance, as if it was the blood of the dark moon and fine iron, and the hollow hilt, and the simple and unpretentious appearance everywhere, there would be nothing else, it was the ancient knife she used in her previous life!

She remembers.

The "organization" threw a bunch of cold weapons in front of her and asked her to choose. In the end, she chose the knife from a pile of delicate weapons.

From then on, the knife never left his body.

Wen Ren Qianjue stretched out his hand, his white fingers touched the blade of the knife, feeling the slightly cool temperature on it, it was still so familiar.

She didn't expect that this ancient knife would appear here, and it was still her mother's thing!

In the dark, there must be something that is closely connected.

Thinking of the conversation between the queen and the Zhu family just now, this ancient knife will be rewarded to the show girl who won the draft? This is not surprising, Da Yin respects martial arts and rewards weapons, which is often the highest praise for a person.

So, she must win the draft......

Hearing this, his fingers left the slightly cool temperature of the blade, and he murmured, "Wait for me, I will definitely take you away." ”

At this time, the sound of footsteps, which was barely silent, was getting closer. Wen Ren Qian Jue re-covered the ancient knife with the black cloth.

turned around, but saw that it was Bai Shengluo.

She didn't have much affection for anything by nature, and at this time her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was already very anxious: "I looked for you everywhere, and I guessed that you were here." Follow me. ”

"Hmm." Wen Qianjue kept up with Bai Shengluo.

The two arrived in a square together and quietly blended into the ranks of the show girls.

A sinister light crossed the corner of Mama Qing's eyes, even if she saw her, she didn't care too much, anyway, what she was talking about now was about the draft, and they didn't hear it, so naturally they suffered a loss.

"What are we waiting for here?" Hearing this, people whispered to Bai Shengluo.

Bai Shengluo looked at the front of the stage: "Wait for the emperor and queen to announce the content of the next round of competition." By the way, I called a palace maid to call you before, did you meet it? ”

"Hmm." Wen Ren Qianjue nodded: "It's the palace maid who said that you are in the Shenwu Palace." ”

Bai Shengluo's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his almost transparent face crossed a trace of blood: "The show girls gathered there, I don't know what to say, I just asked the palace maid to call you, and we are also leaving." I guess it's probably the draft that has something to do with the things in the Shenwu Temple. ”

Hearing this, Qianjue hummed lightly, Bai Shengluo's direction was indeed right, and the emperor would come to announce it in a while.

If she wants to get her old knife back, she must first win the draft.

The first round of the draft is riding and shooting, and the following should also be related to the competition, Wenren Xuexi won the first game, and she must win the remaining two rounds, and she must not give Wenren Xuexi a chance.

It seems that she has to show her true strength.

While I was thinking about it, the emperor and queen had already arrived.

The queen said loudly: "The matter of the last time has subsided, the show girls are back, don't think about anything, just rest assured about the draft." ”

"Yes, Queen." The show girls below responded in unison.

The queen bowed her head in satisfaction, and then asked the emperor with her eyes, before waving her hand, and sure enough, someone took a knife holder, covered with black cloth, which was exactly what Wen Ren Qianjue had just seen in the Shenwu Palace.

"This mysterious prize is prepared by the emperor for everyone, if anyone can win the championship in the draft, this ancient knife will be given to whom." The queen said with a smile.

Although the show girls below are looking at the black cloth with their eyes, no one cares very much.

In the end, it's all girls' families, weapons or something. Even if they represent a high honor, they don't care very much, what they care about is whether they can be favored by which prince and marry into the palace as a concubine.

"Alright. We know that what you are most concerned about is the next round of competition. The queen smiled and said, "This time, the palace can tell you in advance and give you a few days to prepare." The next round of the competition is talent. ”

As soon as these words came out, many show girls had joy on their faces.

Everyone has talent, since there are no obvious rules, everyone is willing to show their best skills, and have a chance to win the favor of the emperor and queen.

There was a touch of arrogance in Wenren's eyes, and he didn't look at anyone contemptuously.

In terms of talent, who can compare to her.

Only Bai Shengluo and Wen Ren Qianjue reacted differently from everyone.

Bai Shengluo is just a formality, she has a cold temperament, she is not interested in the prince or anything, and she doesn't want to enter the palace as a concubine.

Wen Ren Qianjue frowned slightly, first compared riding and shooting, and the second round turned out to be talent. In order to be a good killer, she also learned some things, she can play the piano smoothly, but she has never learned the guqin.

This competition is for her.

She raised her eyes and looked at the queen who was high above, she was smiling, but there were too many things hidden in that smile. Tankou opened lightly, and the queen continued: "Just come back, you also need a while to adapt, the emperor and the palace understand, so this time will not be as fast as the last time, give you ten days, prepare well, show your best talents, let the emperor and the palace also have a good appreciation." ”

The people in the audience pulled the corners of their mouths, and a smile appeared.

With the relationship between the Zhu family and the queen, the queen must have known that she had not learned anything.

So I specially got such a competition topic, one is to say that the draft is not a martial arts, but it still depends on the woman's own talent. Second, naturally some people who are eye-catching are eliminated.

When the queen had finished speaking, she sat down meaningfully, and her eyes seemed to glance over her body. Then he quietly talked to the emperor.

"The queen has heard the will of the queen?" Mama Qing snorted: "Let's go, go back to the Tang Pear Pavilion." ”

All the show girls were very excited when they returned to the Tangli Pavilion, and they were planning the talents they had prepared.

Only Wen Ren sat on a stone bench in the middle of the courtyard, thoughtful.

"Sister Qianjue, what's the matter, not very happy?" Wen Ren Xuexi came over, surrounded by the little show girls who worshiped her.

Wen Ren looked sideways, and asked with a smile: "What, my sister is very happy?" ”

Seeing that day, she should have known from the queen's side, and when she came back again, the matter of the draft became even more watery. Originally, she didn't bother to care, but once she had that ancient knife as a bargaining chip, everything became different.

"No, my sister is just thinking, I don't know what talent Sister Qianjue will choose?" Wenren Xuexi smiled and spoke, looking really worried about Wenren.

It's just that both of them know that the Zhu family only fed Wen Ren Qianjue like a puppy and grew up, and would never let her learn a little bit of talent!

"I haven't figured it out yet." Wen Ren shrugged his shoulders, leaned back very comfortably, spread his arms on the stone table behind him, his legs were folded, how ruffian he was, and the smile on his lips was very charming: "I'm also curious, what talent does my sister choose?" ”

Everyone's talents are kept secret.

Surrounded by competitors, who would want someone else to steal their good ideas.

Wenren Xuexi also looked very confused: "I haven't thought about it either." ”

"No, my sister is doing everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and my sister alone remembers the mountain flowing water piano music, the ancient seal book, the birds and landscapes, and my sister's dance is a dance that captivates the city......"

Wen people searched for memories thousands of times, the same, and said the same.

Wenren Xuexi clenched her fists tightly, her nails were embedded in the flesh, the little slut, in front of so many people, told her secret talents!

The surrounding show girls listened and thought that maybe they could perform which one or the other.

But the expression on Xuexi's face didn't change at all, but he said a little shyly: "Sister, don't say it, where can my sister be so much." I still have something to do, so I'll go first. Sister, you must be, well, prepare. ”

As she was leaving, she said her last words meaningfully.

No matter how good this little slut is, when that day comes, the emperor and queen will see real talent, and she has nothing!

Wen Ren's eyes sank, she has indeed grown, and she is no longer the Wen Ren Xuexi who is easy to change her face, but she controls her emotions very well.

Even from her eyes, there was no anger.

But, I saw her sleeves tightened. Hehe, you're angry, aren't you?

It's just that...... Wen Ren Qianjie held his chin with one hand, and thought boredly, how should he deal with that damn talent contest?

At night, she still couldn't sleep, and after tossing and turning in bed for a while, she got up. Go to the window.

The moonlight outside the window was nice.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, obscuring the moonlight from the window.

Wen Ren pulled his lips and showed a signature ruffian smile: "Morning, Your Highness the Seven." ”

There is a little darkness under the eyes of a certain highness, which is a trace of dark circles, but it adds a bit of gothic temptation, but it is even more charming.

Baili said lazily at night: "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing at the window." ”

"Look at the Seventh Highness." Wen Ren replied as a matter of course, and did not move his eyelids from the lie. Suddenly, she remembered something and asked, "What kind of musical instrument does His Highness know about the Seventh?" ”

"No......" Baili raised his lips and continued indifferently: "No." ”

Wen Ren's eyes lit up: "I want to learn something that others can't do, how long will it take?" ”

Baili said leisurely: "For a lifetime." ”

Heard a thousand people: "...... Ahem, ahem. "I almost didn't choke, for the rest of my life?!

Immediately after admiring it all night, he said slowly: "However, if you learn much faster from me, it will take three years." ”

Three-year ......

Wen Ren Qianjue shook his head, no, she only has ten days.

She asked, "So, is there anything that can be learned in ten days?" ”

"Yes." Baili Shuye gave an affirmative answer, and his good-looking eyebrows raised: "Do you want to win the next round of the draft?" ”

Was it her wooden head that opened her mind, or was she accidentally struck by lightning one day. Why would this hanging-up woman want to win the draft?

"Nope." Wen Ren Qian Jue tugged at the corners of his lips, and his smile became more and more charming: "I don't want to win the next round, but to win the championship." ”

Through the window, Baili Shuye grabbed her over, let the little head face him, and pulled out an evil arc on his lips: "Woman, give you a shortcut." ”

"Huh?"

Wen Qianqian is very interested.

"Please." Baili said indifferently: "This draft is for me, as long as you open your mouth and beg me." I can consider making you my concubine directly. ”

Huh?

Hearing this, he was stunned and felt that His Royal Highness the Seventh might have made a mistake.

She broke off the fingers of a certain highness one by one, and then straightened the placket on her chest: "But I don't want to be your concubine." ”

She was still interested in the instrument that she could learn in ten days.

Under the moon, Baili's eyes sank, and she said no.

So she wants to win the championship for someone else, the first hundred miles? Unforgettable?

The night-like eyes were covered with a layer of haze, and Baili Shuye reached out again and pulled her out of the window: "You still like Baili Chuchen?" ”

Dangerous and domineering.