Yun Sheng wore a calm expression, eating and drinking as if this competition had nothing to do with her.
"Next, the Young Madam Qing."
The Young Madam Qing was positioned tenth from last, ahead of several princess consorts and concubines from the Crown Prince Mansion.
The Young Madam Qing stepped forward.
Already twenty people had competed before her, and the once-empty targets were densely covered with nearly a hundred arrows.
The difficulty of archery had greatly increased.
The Young Madam Qing was not skilled in archery and was a bit nervous. Her first arrow coincidentally struck the previous general's wife's arrow but, due to a lack of arm strength, the arrow was deflected and fell to the ground.
Of the five arrows, she missed one immediately.
The Young Madam Qing's face turned pale, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
Her subsequent performance wasn't impressive either. With four successive arrows, they landed roughly around the "six or seven rings."
