Bei Yan nodded politely, then walked straight back to his seat.

The subtle interactions between the two people caught the attention of many observant individuals.

Crown Prince Qianze was slightly surprised. His third brother had rarely returned from Qingze Academy and had no idea when he had started interacting with his sister Yan'er.

The Emperor stroked his slightly short beard and nodded to himself. Not bad, not bad. It seems there is still some hope of winning over Xiao Yan'er.

Bei Yan was naturally unaware that his and Qian Qing's small action had caused such a big misunderstanding with the Emperor Qian, so he returned to his seat and sat down obediently.

The banquet began, and as usual, the opening remarks were filled with flowery language, praising several outstanding participants in the Beast Summoning Tournament, especially Bei Yan, who could be considered a dark horse in this year's tournament.

Then the list of students admitted to Qingze Academy was announced. When it was mentioned that Bei Yan was immediately accepted as a disciple by the Grand Elder of Qingze, there were many envious and jealous glances in the hall.

Bei Yan felt that her day had been incredibly tumultuous, and the only thing she was grateful for was finding Jun Chen.

Touching his brow, the silver phoenix mark seemed to come alive, radiating a warm sensation, and Bei Yan's eyes curved into crescent moons.

When he looked up unintentionally, he received a gaze full of resentment. Bei Yan followed the gaze and saw Qian Xue looking at him with a face full of hatred.

Bei Yan withdrew his gaze and rolled his eyes at the sky. What grudge does this little brat hold against him?

"Our Qianchen is truly blessed with outstanding talents generation after generation. Not only does it have Yan'er's phoenix, but also my little Xue'er's nine-colored sparrow. Heaven truly blesses our Qianchen!"

"Yes, yes, His Majesty's might is hidden in the palace, and the palace will surely become even more glorious."

The endless stream of flattering and compliments delighted the unborn emperor.

Bei Yan raised an eyebrow. A nine-colored peacock? She had heard her grandfather mention it before; to put it simply, it was a nine-colored peacock.

Tsk tsk tsk, I heard it's a very proud and arrogant creature, quite a match for this little princess.

Just as he was thinking this, the person in question glanced at Bei Yan, stood up, and bowed to the high-ranking Emperor Qian.

Bei Yan's eyelids twitched violently; she suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Father, Xue'er has a request, and I hope that you will grant it."

The Emperor rarely saw his daughter so obedient and polite, and in a good mood, he replied, "Oh? What is Xue'er's request? Tell me."

Qianxue turned to look at Bei Yan and said, word by word, "Xue'er wants to see Sister Yan'er's phoenix again. I wonder if Sister Yan'er would be willing to let Xue'er feast her eyes on it."

There was a moment of silence in the hall as everyone's eyes fell on Bei Yan. Bei Yan's lips twitched; she knew it.

Bei Yan remained silent, which Qian Xue interpreted as Bei Yan taking her, the princess, seriously simply because he had summoned the phoenix.

All the suppressed anger erupted at this moment, and her tone became aggressive: "What, Sister Yan'er, are you not even going to grant me such a small request?"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall became strange, with a tense undercurrent surging in the air.

At this moment, Bei Yan suddenly wanted to slap Qian Xue, that little brat. At such a young age, instead of playing with mud and dolls, what kind of nonsense is going on in his head all day?