Rejected Beauty Practices the Villain Play-Chapter 37 Encounter Danger

Over at the racetrack, the mounted archery competition had yet to begin. The young men and women were all riding, the youths showing off their skills like peacocks spreading their feathers, brimming with pride. The young ladies were also showcasing their grace on horseback. The women of the Yanyang Family, known for their mastery in mounted archery, displayed a unique elegance.

Li Pengfei galloped toward Lin Yu Yan. "Yu Yan, how about a few laps?"

Lin Yu Yan, irritated, untied her cloak and threw it onto her family's viewing stand. She cast a disdainful glance at Li Pengfei. "Not in the mood. Stay away from me."

"Who vexed you?" Li Pengfei raised his whip. "Tell me, and I'll get revenge for you."

"Who else but Fengyu!"

"That fool's here too?" Li Pengfei arched a brow. "Where is she?"

As the two were talking, Fang Lingjun and Fengyu emerged on horseback. Fengyu's mount, Zhui Xue, was new and unfamiliar to her, so she moved slowly, not intending to gallop. Fang Lingjun circled around her, laughing as she rode, while Fengyu sat serenely on her horse, smiling and chatting with Fang Lingjun. At that moment, all eyes were drawn to her. The snow-white horse paired with the beauty in fiery red—against the backdrop of pristine snow, the splash of crimson was extraordinarily captivating.

Prince Qi, seated at the viewing stand while sipping tea, caught sight of this scene. He froze, amazed, and asked Lin Cheng beside him, "Lin Cheng, whose beauty is this? I've never seen her before."

Lin Cheng replied expressionlessly, "Fengyu, daughter of General Wude, Feng Changqing."

"Ah, it's her!" Prince Qi blew at the froth on his tea, though his gaze never left Fengyu's face. Lin Cheng frowned in disgust; this woman had caused Lin Xiao to pine away to the brink of death. Truly, she was a source of calamity. Prince Qi set down his tea cup with a light laugh. "To look like this and have wealth, yet be infatuated with a penniless top scorer—clearly her head isn't working properly."

Li Pengfei also garnered attention. Lin Yu Yan was so incensed she wanted to whip him. She looked down on Li Pengfei for his simple mind and overgrown physicality, though she secretly enjoyed his unwavering devotion to serving her every whim. Yet, to her dismay, even this blockhead appeared shallow enough to be drawn by Fengyu's charm. Lin Yu Yan sneered maliciously, "Li Pengfei, does your offer to avenge me still stand?"

"Huh..." Li Pengfei snapped out of his trance. How could he fail a beauty? "Of course it still stands!"

Fang Lingjun, after circling around Fengyu a few times, raised her whip. "Ayu, want to do a few laps?"

"Alright!" Fengyu smiled radiantly, her face lighting up like a blooming flower. She particularly loved the feeling of galloping freely on horseback. Due to her poor health, Feng Shu had strictly limited her riding time, leaving her riding skills undeveloped. It wasn't until her soul exchange with Xie Xun and Feng Shu's frequent absences from home that she secretly learned horseback techniques from Zhang Da. When her soul inhabited Xie Xun's body, her greatest joy was the unrestrained gallop.

Still adapting to Zhui Xue, Fengyu didn't ride too fast. After all, a new horse and its rider always need time to harmonize. Her cautious manner elicited quite a few chuckles.

"Having such a fine appearance is wasted—what a clumsy rider for a military general's daughter. My six-year-old little sister is more skilled!"

"Fengyu, are you afraid of falling? Why not ride alongside the seven-year-olds?" Intentional jeers provoked laughter throughout the crowd, but Fengyu, indifferent to what others said, continued to trot leisurely.

Fang Lingjun waved her whip. "Zhang Boxin, if you're so great, come race a lap with me! Dare to take me on?"

Dressed in shimmering silver riding gear, Zhang Boxin rode over on his steed. "Race? Fine, who's afraid of you!"

"Ayu, take your time. Once I've dealt with him, I'll come back for you!" Fang Lingjun urged her horse onward to race Zhang Boxin. The crowd roared with cheers and applause, their attention shifting away from mocking Fengyu.

Fengyu softly stroked Zhui Xue's head, chuckling. "Zhui Xue, let's take it slow. No rush."

Zhui Xue seemed to understand its owner's temperament and trotted along at a leisurely pace.

Suddenly, several riders galloped straight toward her—Li Pengfei, Lin Yu Yan, Wu Changhuan, and Zhang Jingmiao came charging at her recklessly. Fengyu acutely sensed Lin Yu Yan's malicious intent. It was too late to evade; Fengyu lightly squeezed her horse's flanks, prompting Zhui Xue to speed up and charge forward.

Li Pengfei and Lin Yu Yan advanced rapidly, driven by hostility. They aimed to collide with Fengyu, intending to disgrace her publicly. But Fengyu was never one to passively endure humiliation. There was no chance to dodge; her gaze turned icy.

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"Lin Yu Yan, why are you always going out of your way to antagonize me?"

To retreat may bring peace, but some people are relentless in forcing others into a corner.

If escape was impossible, then let's see who is truly fearless!

Lin Yu Yan's plan was to gallop past Fengyu while feigning a race. With Fengyu's lack of skill and unfamiliarity with riding, their horses—enhanced by tampering—could slam her off her steed. Should Fengyu fall and end up dead, it would simply be her lousy luck; they could shrug it off as an unintentional incident during racing. If she survived, she'd still be the laughingstock of the event. What no one anticipated was that Fengyu would charge directly at them.

Is she insane?

Lin Yu Yan smirked coldly. Foolish girl. If she actually dared to collide head-on, then any injury or death would simply stem from her own ineptitude, leaving no one else to blame. Lin Yu Yan snapped her whip, pushing her horse to its utmost speed.

From the viewing stand, Feng Wan stood up in alarm upon seeing the scene unfold. "Yu'er... What are they doing?"

Feng Ling was equally stunned; in such a public spectacle...

"Fengyu, get out of the way!"

"Already bad at riding and doesn't even know how to avoid others—utterly clueless. Even a dog knows not to block the path."

Fang Lingjun and Zhang Boxin, halfway through their race, noticed the commotion. Turning back to look, Fang Lingjun broke out in a cold sweat. "Ayu!"

No longer concerned about competing with Zhang Boxin, she turned her horse to rush back.

Lin Yu Yan was resolute in colliding with Fengyu, her momentum roaring like thunder. Yet, Fengyu's gaze remained steadfast, showing no sign of flinching. In moments like these, whoever wavered first would lose. With their speeds so great, a collision like this—who would die was uncertain. Fengyu didn't believe Lin Yu Yan dared risk her life.

Even if she dodged, Lin Yu Yan would persist in her harassment.

Li Pengfei, sensing the danger, worried aloud, "Yu Yan, be careful!"

Fengyu curled her lips into a cold smile, her piercing gaze seemingly declaring to Lin Yu Yan: I'm not afraid of death—are you?

In the instant before collision, Lin Yu Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. She hadn't expected Fengyu to truly risk herself in a headlong crash. At the last second, she hastily pulled her horse aside, causing the two steeds to graze past each other narrowly.

In the face of adversity, the fearless prevail.

Fengyu slowed her steed's pace, leaning forward to gently pat Zhui Xue's head. "Zhui Xue, you're so brave. Thank you."

Only by pressing forward together—rider and horse—could they turn the peril into triumph. Fengyu turned her horse around, while Lin Yu Yan and Li Pengfei also reined their mounts, stopping and turning. Fengyu's fiery red attire danced in the wind, dazzling everyone present. The crowd of young men watching was captivated by her fearless spirit, the striking rouge imprinting indelibly in their memories like a scarlet mark upon their souls.

Fengyu's indifferent expression stung Lin Yu Yan even more than outright contempt. Furious, she shot a glance to Li Pengfei. Li Pengfei swiftly dismounted in a practiced manner, rushing toward Lin Yu Yan with feigned concern. "Yu Yan, are you alright?"