C103 (1/2)

The Princess of An suddenly stood up and roared, ”You're courting death!”

Immediately, a large number of guards drew their swords and quickly encircled Lian Rue Yue!

”Elder sister!” When Lian Meng saw this, he quickly stood up. He didn't hesitate to stand in front of Lian Ru Yue to block these killing swords for her.

”Yue Er!” ”The trick!” Even his mother and his wife suddenly stood up. Their faces were deathly pale, but the first wife's vision went dark, and she fainted once again.

Feng Ye also suddenly stood up, a nervous expression on his face.

However, the sharp tip of the sword finally stopped at the throat. Even though there was a distance of only a millimeter, it still did not stab down, and Feng Qianyue's forehead was already covered in sweat.

At some point in time, his heart had almost stopped beating.

Only Feng Yunzheng remained standing and unmoving. The flute's flute continued to play, and the ten sides of the song seemed to have entered its final phase.

”I will never forgive you.” She lifted her lips and said softly.

”What did you say …” However, her voice was too soft and the music was becoming more urgent. Feng Yunzheng was actually unable to hear her words clearly.

However, Lian Ruyue had already turned around like a tornado, the tip of the sword swiftly leaving Feng Qianyue's throat. Feng Qianyue was about to extend his hand to grab hold of her, but in the end, he caught hold of nothing.

What was she talking about?

Feng Qianyue's heart was stirred to a thousand levels!

He wanted to rush over and grab her, ask her if she understood, but at this moment, he couldn't lose his composure. He could only sit down slowly, clenching his fists tightly.

Even like the moon, there was another flying spin as he chanted, ”The blooming of flowers is not all that bad, but it's not all that bad.

Note: This poem wasn't written by Princess An Guo. It was written by Zheng Sixiao in the Song Dynasty. I wrote it this way in order to write this story because I couldn't produce an ancient poem myself, wuwuwuwu.

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This is a poem about chrysanthemums, which fits the theme of today's banquet.

Finally, the song ended.

She looked back and smiled at Feng Yunzheng. Feng Yunzheng's heart trembled slightly. That smile … He had been looking forward to this for a lifetime!

Feel... Unusual satisfaction.

A false alarm, a false alarm! The spectators were all sweating profusely as well.

At this time, Lian Ruyue had already retreated to the center of the stage and was kneeling on the ground. She presented the treasured sword to the princess of An Guo with both hands and said, ”Princess, this subject's daughter has made a fool of herself.

Princess An looked at her, her eyes full of scrutiny as she said, ”The poem you're reciting, is it a poem I wrote? How do you know? ”

”This is a poem that Father took back to the manor for us sisters to recite. He told us that the Princess's rhythm was neat and tidy, and that her emotions were abundant, making her feel exceptionally good when she read it. When she was sword dancing just now, she couldn't help but think of this phrase, and thus unconsciously read it out.”

So it was because of the Prime Minister!

Only then did Princess An Guo's face reveal a smile. She nodded and said, ”It is truly a blessing to have such a woman in the clan of the prime minister. Servants, please give her a reward!”

Princess An Guo's reward was a great honor, and she had always been generous with her money. She would definitely be able to obtain many treasures this time around.

The jealousy and hatred in Lian Shiya's eyes became even stronger.

Even her mother nodded her head in approval. This girl, Ru Yue, was really smart. Not only did she curry favor with the princess, but she also made a note of her achievement for her father.

She had done a great deed!

”Thank you, Your Highness.” Lian Ruyue bowed her head in thanks, then lightly returned to her seat, a faint smile still on her face.

”Fourth royal brother, your hand … ”Are you alright?” Feng Ye discovered that Feng Qianyue was still sitting in front of his lute, his gaze never leaving the moon for a single moment. His eyes seemed to be filled with a sense of looting, and looking at his hand that was injured by the lute, the back of his hand was pierced.

”No problem.” Feng Qianyue retracted his dangerous gaze and wiped away the blood on the back of his hand, not minding at all.

But after Lian Yue gracefully left, she didn't give him a single glance.

”That's good.” After Feng Ye finished speaking, his gaze once again returned to Lian Yue's body. His picturesque phoenix eyes became even more profound.

”Elder sister …” Lian Meng Yu didn't care about the difference between a man and a woman. He quickly ran over and sat beside Lian Lu Yue. His eyes were filled with sincere worry and worry. ”I'm really worried about you.”

Lian Ruyue smiled at him with a beautiful smile. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat off his face and said, ”Yi'er, don't be afraid. Big Sis knows what she's doing. I'll always stay by her side. I won't leave Yi'er, okay?”