The smell of black rice cakes is mixed with the fragrance of flowers on the outskirts of Beijing, but the smell is not very precise.

Only Bailikun thought there was something wrong with the taste, and then he used the technique of catching a hidden weapon to catch the powder, but he couldn't imagine how he could catch the light, weightless black rice cake powder.

Naturally, the attacks were all over his face. By the time he reacted to the successive attacks, Ming Yulong had already taken this opportunity to surpass him by a long way!

Bailikun looked at her cheerful smile, and the depression that had filled his face with cakes just now dissipated. He raised his sleeves and wiped the powder on his face.

"I wonder if all the women in the Tianyuan Dynasty are as cunning as you!"

"Only this one, no other semicolon!"

Ming Yulong galloped after the meal just now, as if all the worries in his heart had been dispersed in the air with the wind, his brows were brighter and brighter, he reined in his horse and turned around, looking towards the racecourse.

The racecourse on the outskirts of Beijing is vast and flat, and is a place specially used for the families of officials and nobles to race horses.

Tall and straight pines and cypresses are planted on both sides, with a wide and flat path in the middle, dense forests not far away, and clear rivers surrounding the emerald green lawns.

Looking up at the sky, you can see birds waving their wings happily under the clouds and making cheerful chirping sounds. From time to time, you can see migrating geese passing by and flying to the south.

Ming Yulong took a deep breath of air, smelling the fresh air mixed with green grass, and felt a comfortable flow of air flowing through his body.

Bailikun looked at the girl's face like a clear water lily. The autumn sunshine shone down and covered her snow-white clothes with a layer of golden gauze. Along with the warm smile on her face,

It exudes a natural breath like water.

Compared with those vulgar powders, this kind of beauty is the most exciting.

He seemed to be infected too. He took a deep breath and praised:

"The air here is really good."

He reined in his horse and walked to her side. He saw a row of targets in the racecourse from a distance, and turned around and said:

"You won the archery category in the Six Arts Academy competition. How was it? Are you confident that you will get the first place?"

Ming Yulong took the horse to a place to eat fat grass, curled his lips and said:

"Don't talk about being number one, as long as you're not at the bottom, it's a good thing."

Bailikun looked puzzled and said, "Your riding skills are good. As long as your shooting skills are better, it won't be difficult to win the first place."

"You also said that your shooting skills are better, but I have never touched a bow and arrow before!" Ming Yulong said with a smile.

In Bailikun's mind, people who are good at riding are basically good at archery. Who knows that in the era when Ming Yulong, a foreign soul, bows and arrows have been eliminated.

There was a little surprise in his pale blue eyes, and he glanced around the paddock.

"Then what are you going to do? As far as I know, your Tianyuan Six Arts Competition is a very important competition in the academy, and the last one will be despised by the students."

Ming Yulong grasped the reins, "I know, so I can only try my best to get a better ranking in calligraphy and imperial arts. It is best to get a first place. Even if it is worse, I can still say that my skills are good."

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Even though she said this, Ming Yulong still didn't like the last one, and her eyes were a little dim. Seeing her like this, Bailikun bent down and pulled her reins,

"How can I, the future princess of Prince Changning, be the last in archery!"
Chapter completed!