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Feng Lihen's facial features are deep, delicate and well-defined. If his appearance attracts attention, what is most noticeable is his temperament, which is very unique.

As soon as he appeared, many noble women couldn't help but look at him.

The pair of deep eyes occasionally revealed a soft light, which made them more obsessed.

"Who is that man? Why have I never seen him before?" A noble lady asked secretly.

"I haven't seen it either."

"Sitting so far back, he's probably holding a lowly official position."

"Haha, Sister Zhao is right. No matter how good-looking this guy is, his family background is too low and he is totally unworthy of Sister Zhao." A short woman said delicately.

"Family background is one thing, but the fear is that you'll end up like Princess Pingyang." Someone said with a smile.

The incident involving Princess Pingyang had caused quite a stir in Kyoto for some time, and all the noble ladies in the city knew about it.

At this moment, a woman dressed in red, looking heroic, sneered at the crowd, "Even if you're attracted to her, it's useless. She's already taken. Didn't you see the woman beside her, and her son?"

The woman in red looked at them with disdain. Each of them spoke as if they were trying to get close to her.

The blind man automatically ignored the mother and son beside him.

As soon as the red-dressed woman spoke, the faces of the noble ladies around her became very ugly, especially the woman surnamed Zhao.

The palace maid Zhao Jing had just sent to inquire about the other party's background hurried over and whispered to her, "Miss Zhao, these three are guests specially invited by the Eighth Prince. They do not hold any official positions."

The women around heard this.

"So I don't even have an official position."

"A person like this is able to come in. He must be trying to curry favor with the Eighth Prince."

"The Eighth Prince was traveling abroad last year, and it's likely that they established a connection with him during that time."

The noble ladies were talking to each other, and their tone was all belittling Feng Lihen and his three companions.

Zhao Jing felt embarrassed and didn't want to continue discussing this topic with others. "Okay, let's stop talking about these insignificant people."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk anymore, everyone naturally stopped talking. After all, she was the most noble among them all and they couldn't afford to offend her.

In addition to the noble ladies who were paying attention to every move of Feng Lihen and his three companions, Prince Yu's men and the eldest prince Hua Feiyu's men were also paying attention to their every move.

Prince Yu whispered to the guard beside him, "According to the plan."

"yes."

After Hua Feiyu saw the people around Prince Yu leave, he instructed his confidant beside him, "Keep a close eye on them."

"yes."

Hua Feiyu drank the wine in the glass with a smile, and looked at Feng Lihen and the other two with interest, as if they were clowns performing acrobatics.

If we can get rid of them all at once, we can let that loser Tang Jingyu know how useless he is.

I had snatched Pianran from his hands, and now I am the one who has got her.

After dealing with them, I must invite Tang Jingyu over for a good gathering and let him see who is the most noble, the most qualified to own Pianran, and the one who is capable of protecting Pianran.

There were undercurrents on the field, but Bei Yutang and the other two were completely unaware of it. They ate and drank contentedly, not feeling awkward, nervous or scared at all.

Hua Ziyun finally came out from his mother's side. As soon as he entered the banquet hall, he ignored the people around him and walked directly towards Bei Yutang and his group.