Chapter 302: Really Crazy

The Poetry Festival at the end of September is coming in a blink of an eye. m.

Yan Li arrived at the palace gate in a jade chariot and unexpectedly saw Xuan Xuan waiting outside the palace gate.

"Your Highness, the eldest princess." Xuan Xuan came over, followed by two maids. They all bowed to Yan Li and saluted, "I will go with you, my maid."

Yan Li didn't say anything. She turned around and saw a large carriage parked outside the palace, "Is this your carriage?"

"yes."

Yan Li hummed, then turned around and told the palace people: "I can just take Miss Xuan's carriage, you don't have to follow me."

"Your Highness, the eldest princess, the queen has ordered the servants to protect them——"

"I'll go with Miss Xuan. Nothing will happen." Yan Li's voice was gentle and without any airs. "I won't blame you for anything that happens. Just go back."

After that, he walked straight to Xuan Xuan's carriage.

"I specially prepared a large carriage today." Xuan Xuan smiled and entered the carriage with Yan Li. "The Poetry Festival is bustling every year. I'm worried that the eldest princess won't be able to adapt to it. If we go together, we can still talk halfway."

Yan Li hummed: "Thank you very much, Miss Xuan."

"I don't dare." When she sat down next to Yan Li, Xuan Xuan discovered a baggage hanging on her arm, "Eldest Princess, this is..."

"Clothes." Yan Li spoke concisely. As the carriage turned around, he began to take off the hairpin and jewelry on his head. "Originally, I wanted to leave the palace and find an inn to change clothes. Now it's just right. I can borrow your carriage. ”

Xuan Xuan was surprised: "Princess, are you going to change your clothes?"

"Yes." Yan Li took off her cumbersome skirt and wore a light singlet underneath. She put on the gown she had prepared in her bag and combed her hair again.

There was some difficulty in stretching in the carriage, so Yan Li changed her clothes awkwardly, combed her hair, and in a blink of an eye, she became a noble young master.

Xuan Xuan looked at Yan Li in surprise: "Eldest Princess, did you dress up as a man?"

"Men's clothing would be more convenient." Yan Li folded the skirt she changed into and put it into her bag, then raised her eyes to look at Xuan Xuan, "I didn't bring a maid."

Xuan Xuan misunderstood her meaning: "Don't worry, princess, I will -" later.

"I mean, do you want to change into men's clothes too?" Yan Li interrupted her, "I want to take a walk on the mountain first and don't want to be noticed prematurely."

Xuan Xuan immediately understood what she meant, and there was a strange luster in her eyes, "I didn't bring men's clothes, but I can dress up as the prince's maid."

As he said that, he shouted outside: "Alu."

A maid poked her head over: "Miss?"

"You come in."

Ah Lu didn't understand what he meant, but didn't ask any questions. He jumped onto the carriage with a quick leap and got into the carriage.

Xuan Xuan said: "Let's change clothes."

Ah Lu said: "Miss?"

"When we get to the mountain later, hide in the carriage and don't go out." Xuan Xuan said calmly, "The princess and I have a big event to do today."

Ah Lu quietly glanced at Yan Li, who had already put on men's clothing. Although she didn't know what they were going to do, she nodded obediently.

So Xuanxuan and A Lu quickly changed their clothes.

"There are many people at the Poetry Flower Party every year, and this year is no exception." Xuan Xuan sat across from Yan Li and began to tell her what happened at the flower party, "Peach Blossom Mountain is divided into four gardens, east, west, north and south. Each garden has its own garden. How to play in each garden.”

Yan Li raised her eyes: "You mean, not all the young men and noble ladies gather in one place?"

"No." Xuan Xuan shook her head, "Dongyuan is a more elegant place to play. There is a long stream there, which is suitable for holding a meandering water drinking poetry party. Learned young men and noble ladies from aristocratic families drink and compose poems by the stream. The wine is fruit wine, not intoxicating.”

Yan Li nodded slowly.

"Nanyuan plays more violently." A look of disgust appeared on Xuan Xuan's face. "There is a school ground in Nanyuan. Those young military generals will have people set up arrow targets on the school ground in advance and bring their beautiful concubines with them. , let them stand in front of the archery target, with some fruits on their heads, such as watermelons, honeydew melons, apples, pears, grapes, dates... The bigger the fruit, the easier it is to hit; the smaller the fruit, the harder it is to hit. "

Yan Li imagined such a scene with a slightly cold expression: "Why does it have to be a beautiful concubine?"

"Maybe it's more exciting this way." A sarcastic look appeared on Xuan Xuan's face, "Some dandy kids who are not doing their jobs, who are good at a few tricks and embroidered legs, think they are invincible. They don't dare to go to the battlefield and only dare to bully the weak. A strong woman seeks excitement and a sense of superiority.”

"They like to see the beauties' expressions turned pale with fright, and they like to hear their miserable expressions crying and begging for mercy, but they can't cry too miserably, because it will affect their appearance."

"It just so happens that these concubines are of low status. No matter how scared they are, they dare not refuse, because those people can decide their life or death with just one sentence."

At this point, Xuan Xuan paused slightly, "Every year after the Poetry and Flowers Festival, a few bones of beautiful women and white bones are left on the mountain."

Yan Li frowned: "Will someone die?"

"Yes." Xuan Xuan nodded, her expression becoming colder, with a hint of helpless sadness in her eyes, "The fate of those concubines who were taken as targets has basically been determined in advance. Before the competition begins, they will make some rules. Various fruits are placed on the heads of these women. If the person who participates in the competition shoots the fruit, he wins the competition. Whoever shoots the prize on the head can take the woman to the attic. "

"Take it to the attic?" Yan Li narrowed his eyes. Although he already guessed the answer, he still asked, "What are you taking to the attic for?"

"What else can men and women do together?" Xuan Xuan sneered, "This is the favorite game of the nobles, shooting and exchanging concubines."

Shooting and exchanging concubines.

As the name suggests, it means to exchange concubines for fun, to taste the taste of different women, but directly exchanging would be too vulgar, so they found a real reason to legitimately seize other people's concubines.

Of course, they are tired of playing with their own concubines, and it doesn't matter if they are taken away as a prize, anyway, they are not the legal wife.

They don't care about their dignity and reputation at all.

However, these beautiful women who were won away are destined to die. Although their husbands don't care about their reputation, they just throw away dirty women and don't care whether they live or die.

So how did the beautiful women and bones come about?

"It's really crazy." Yan Li's tone was cold, and there was a bone-chilling chill in his voice, "I have never heard of such a crazy game between the powerful in any country in my life."