Luojing Night Mansion.
Loran Hill was sitting nearby, washing her fingers at the moment. Although she didn't look back, she was aware of the wine glass floating behind her.
Should I just say it casually or just give up? The girl pondered for a moment.
In fact, she didn't care much about such trivial matters, but considering that she came from the Xiangyu Sect, she should take care of the reputation of the faction.
Looking up at the blooming and gradually changing frost-resistant flowers, Loran Hill recalled the poems of past times. After pondering for a while, he picked up a pen and began to write.
The handwriting is elegant and timeless, yet also open and generous.
“The morning light is cool as water, and the flowers bloom pale and colorless.
He leaned forward and pondered carefully, then raised his head to see his dim face.
In the past, we were innocent, but now we are enemies.
Who remembers the youthful appearance? The lotus has changed three times."
In terms of gorgeous words, this song is definitely not as good as the one by Linghu Gongzi, but in terms of touching the heart, this song made many people in the audience sigh.
After the competition at today's flower-viewing banquet, many guests roughly learned what happened from the gossip. They felt sad that the two families that were once friends were now at odds with each other. This poem also tells the story of the changes in the world, the ups and downs in it.
“Good poem.”
“Although it is a little sad, it still retains its true meaning and makes people remember it.”
Many visitors were touched by this short poem and were filled with emotion, and the atmosphere in the venue became slightly more lively.
Seeing everyone absorbed in the poem's artistic conception, the Linghu Master's expression darkened. He was already somewhat annoyed at the unknown girl's interruption, and he didn't expect her to bring up this matter again.
"Miss Luo Lan's poem is good, but it goes against the meaning of a flower banquet... On such a festive occasion, why not talk about something joyful?"
He first shook his head and sighed, drank the wine in the glass, and then slowly stood up.
"I am the descendant of King Nan and Linghu. I don't know which lineage Miss Luo Lan comes from, but I have never seen her." As soon as these words were spoken, everyone started to discuss in low voices.
Ling Hu works in the Royal Clan Blood Department, specifically responsible for the placement, ennoblement, and rewards of the royal descendants. This Miss Luo Lan's surname is Luo, so she should be from one of the royal branches, but Ling Hu actually said that he didn't know.
Therein lies the problem.
Either Ling Hu, despite being employed by the Clan Blood Division, had neglected to mention this, or this Miss Luo Lan was impersonating a royal family member. If this was indeed an impersonation, the crime would be grave.
Even without listening to the whispers of others, Loran Hill could guess what they were doubting and thinking.
The girl raised her hand slightly to stop Yu Yu's actions, and then stood up.
"I grew up alone in the West and only came to the dynasty a few years ago. I don't even know which lineage I descend from."
Although the dynasty's upper echelons arranged for her to be the heir of King You, she was still not used to being someone else's granddaughter since she was of a lowly generation.
Luo Lanxier no longer cared much about such titles. She hadn't objected to the letter when it arrived because of the Red Phoenix seal at the end. She still had a good impression of one of the Five Phoenixes, so she agreed. But if she was forced to lie and claim to be a descendant of someone, that would be a difficult situation for her.
Originally Ling Hu was a little worried that he might have made a mistake, after all, this girl did have an extraordinary temperament, but after hearing the answer, he couldn't help but sneer.
"So Miss Luo Lan is from the Western Yi land. No wonder she doesn't know the etiquette and rules of the Eastern dynasty." He shook his folding fan and walked step by step to the hibiscus tree.
"Our dynasty's founding emperor, Taizu, inherited the Mandate of Heaven and unified the country. Later, feeling pity for the rugged terrain of the land, he granted his descendants fiefdoms to expand their territory in the desolate frontiers, allowing them to branch out. It was for this achievement that my ancestor was granted the title of King of Jiaonan."
"All the imperial families are similar to this, and their surnames are also divided into several branches. Ling, Heng, Xiao, and Luo, these four surnames can all be traced back to the descendants of our dynasty's Taizu."
"And to prevent people from pretending to be superior by pretending to be inferior, or to pretending to be superior by pretending to be inferior, a special bloodline department was established to govern and record the descendants of each bloodline..."
He admired the frost-repellent flowers blooming in a gradient pink color, shook his folding fan and then put it away, turned around and looked at the black-haired girl.
"So, if this young lady is not a descendant of the dynasty's bloodline, it would be better for her not to have the surname Luo."
"But what if I don't want to change my surname?" Loran Hill looked at the young man whose face was getting colder.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, young lady, to accompany me to the residence of the Zongxue Division. There will naturally be colleagues to verify your identity and clear up the misunderstanding." Although the words were still polite, anyone who was not stupid could sense the chill in them.
"Brother Ling, you're too kind. I'm sure you're suggesting this out of good intentions..." Seeing that the situation was not right, Ye Zhen had no choice but to bite the bullet and come out to smooth things over.
If the Ye family was powerful a few years ago, Ling Hu, a member of the royal family's branch, would not have the chance to speak so arrogantly at the banquet. Even if he was given the title of prince, he would have to give the Ye family some respect.
Unfortunately, all that is gone.
Ye Zhen sighed inwardly. There were not many successful young people in the Ye family, and now he was the only one who could barely hold up the family.
"Mr. Ye Zhen, you are joking. I am also doing my job impartially and never lie..." Ling Hu shook his head, it seemed that he would not give the Ye family this face.
Seeing this, Ye Zhen's face turned a little grim. At first, the incident between Yue Guan and Liu Manzhi could be considered a coincidence, as the two had an old grudge. Now Ling Hu was attacking him again. Was he really determined to ruin the banquet and humiliate the Ye family before he would stop?
Ye Zhen was unhappy, but after a few breaths, he calmed down a bit. He looked around the courtyard at the visitors, taking in faces that were either familiar or distant, and then winked at a pretty girl with half-moon makeup. The girl had been whispering to her companions, but when she saw Ye Zhen winking at her, she couldn't help but smile.
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