Sang Luan shook her head. "I don't know either. I just heard him mention these two..."
Before she finished her words, Meng Youning suddenly took out a light yellow object from her waist.
Meng Youning took the thing in his hand and looked at it. "Isn't the wax pill you mentioned looking like this?"
Sang Luan fell silent.
She first looked at Meng Youning, then looked at the pale yellow wax ball in the other's hand.
Meng Youning felt it for a moment and said, "It doesn't seem to be anything special. It's just another form of candle."
Sang Luan wanted to hold her head and scream, and the red at the end of her eyebrows looked particularly attractive.
She kept walking back and forth in the room.
Sang Luan: "When did you find out?"
Meng Youning blinked, "After returning from Tianxiang Tower that day."
Sang Luan immediately asked anxiously, "No one else knows about this, right?"
"No." Meng Youning shook her head and pointed at Sang Luan, "You're the only one who knows."
Sang Luan exclaimed, "Feng Hengzhi isn't sure if I have this thing, so he's testing me like this. If he knew it was with you, he would definitely do whatever it takes."
She paused, "Besides, Feng Hengzhi and Qi Ran are incompatible."
Meng Youning couldn't help but rub his brow lightly, then reached out and grabbed Sang Luan's arm, "Stop swaying around, it makes me dizzy. Let's put this aside for now. The most urgent thing right now is to deal with the blessing dance first."
Sang Luan paused, "Blessing dance?"
Then she waved her hand, looking very confident, "Don't worry, the blessing dance is fine. I have already learned the essence of it."
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her index finger, opened her arms, and began to dance on the spot.
Meng Youning: ...
Sure enough, it was the Sang Luan she knew.
This action has nothing to do with dancing.
Sang Luan paused. "I was just thinking about it this morning, how come I suddenly forgot it?"
Meng Youning suddenly said, "Come on, you just don't have the talent for dancing."
She was silent for a moment, put the wax ball away, then stood up and walked over to Sang Luan, "Do the same moves again."
Sang Luan started to move.
The next moment, Sang Luan saw Meng Youning following beside her, imitating her posture one move at a time.
After one stick of incense.
Sang Luan looked very suspicious, "Can you really dance?"
Meng Youning started moving without saying a word.
It was clearly the same movement, but when Meng Youning did it, her whole body exuded a sense of lightness, and every move was like a fairy dancing.
Sang Luan: "You only watched it twice and you learned it? And you danced so well."
She curled her lips and said, "Then what does my practice day and night for the past three days mean?"
Meng Youning reached out and gently tapped her forehead, "You have plenty of time."
"That wax ball..."
“Boom…”
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Sang Luan wanted to remind Meng Youning about the wax ball again, but a loud voice sounded outside the house, instantly attracting Meng Youning's attention.
Meng Youning said word by word, "Don't worry, I will find a chance to send that thing out. Remember what I just told you."
A moment later.
In the front hall.
The birthday banquet for Princess Yi officially began. The gongs and drums that had been prepared long ago suddenly started beating, and the palace was filled with a lively scene.
On the main seat.
Jiang Zhuo looked around and couldn't help but ask Qi Ran, "Where's Youning? The event is almost starting, why isn't she here yet?"
Qi Ran was eating fruits contentedly while answering casually, "How should I know? I just met her outside the mansion, and I haven't seen her since."
Jiang Zhuo pointed at Qi Ran, "You..."
But he saw that everyone around him was staring at him. In the end, he just glared at Qi Ran in his heart and silently withdrew his hand.
Immediately, Jiang Zhuo waved to the maidservant not far away, "Go and see where the Crown Prince's Consort has gone."
She lowered her eyebrows slightly and turned sideways, "Your Majesty, please pray for the dance."
As soon as he finished speaking, the servant beside him held his breath and said loudly: "Please pray for the dance!"
As soon as the dance was over, the performer's graceful movements and melodious tunes caused thunderous applause from the audience.
Jiang Zhuo lowered his head, hiding the thoughts in his eyes.
How come it was completely different from what she expected?
"Youning wishes mother a happy birthday. Through this blessing dance, Youning expresses her heartfelt wishes to God. She also hopes that her beauty will be as boundless as the mountains, and that her father's life will be like the mountains."
"Meng Youning?" Qi Ran couldn't help but speak.
Jiang Zhuo stood up suddenly, "Youning? Why is it you?"
Meng Youning said loudly, "Mother, this is from Youning for you, and it's also a surprise for everyone else. Mother... don't you like it?"
Jiang Zhuo shook his head. "I like it, of course I like it."
At this moment, a woman in blue slowly walked out of the crowd, holding a bamboo flute in her hand.
She bowed towards Jiang Zhuo, lowering her eyes slightly, "Sang Luan wishes the princess a happy birthday."
As soon as the words fell, everyone present took this opportunity to stand up at the same time, bowed to Jiang Zhuo, and said in unison: "Happy birthday, Princess Yi!"
Not only Jiang Zhuo was surprised, but even Liu Wenxian leaned forward suddenly.
She glanced at Feng Shinian beside her and asked, "Didn't we arrange for Sang Luan to do the blessing dance?"
Feng Shinian just shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the field.
Feng Hengzhi raised his eyes slightly, slowly picked up the teacup beside him, tilted his head back and took a sip, his expression calm.
Suddenly, when his sight suddenly reached a certain place, his expression suddenly paused, and a strange look suddenly burst out in his eyes.
He stood up suddenly.
Liu Wenxian sighed, "Where are you going?"
"I have something to do. Please sit down first." Feng Hengzhi left only this sentence and walked away.
Jiang Zhuo's eyes flickered slightly. Wasn't it rumored that You Ning and the girl from the Sang family were incompatible?
In her opinion, they couldn't be more harmonious.
Forget it, let’s leave young people’s affairs to young people.
Feng Hengzhi followed a person dressed as a maid and turned a corner into a rockery.
The maid lowered her head, walked hurriedly, and glanced sideways from time to time.
When he turned around suddenly, he couldn't help but shudder, "My dear."
A trace of panic quickly flashed across the maid's face. She bowed to Feng Hengzhi and was about to speak.
But Feng Hengzhi suddenly took out a dagger from somewhere and put it against the neck of the person in front of him without saying a word.
The maid was suddenly shocked.
Feng Hengzhi looked at him coldly, "Stop pretending. You don't look like a woman at all, from head to toe."
The maid screamed, but saw Feng Hengzhi grip the dagger in his hand even tighter. "I'll only say this once, don't challenge my patience."
Seeing his firm tone, the maid's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she clenched her fist and swung it hard at Feng Hengzhi.
At the same time, he leaned back in an extremely strange arc, bent down and snatched the dagger from Feng Hengzhi's hand.
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