The Old Marquis continued, "A few years ago, we went on a night hunt together. He saw a fierce tiger lying in the tall grass and fired an arrow. SPARKS flew everywhere."
"At the time, I thought it was strange. Why weren't there splatters of blood?"
Ji Qingwu put down the Eight Treasure Lotus Seed Cake in her hand, licked her lips, and stared at the graying Old Marquis, waiting for him to continue.
Princess Hua Chang brought her celadon teacup to her lips but didn't drink, her interest also piqued by their conversation.
The Old Marquis said animatedly, "When we got closer to take a look, it turned out to be a large rock."
"The arrowhead had pierced deep into the stone. It just goes to show the Prince Consort's Divine Power in archery."
Princess Hua Chang resisted the urge to roll her eyes. 'Mistaking a giant rock for a tiger... that's definitely something he would do.'
