With a mindset of "the more trouble the better," Su Yu used her folding fan to shield one cheek and gave her a mysterious smile.
"Princess Jing is too modest. If I think it's okay, then you definitely will be."
Because Feng Yao had just been severely scolded, the atmosphere at the scene was somewhat heavy. If the stalemate continued, it might attract ridicule from other countries.
Feng Jin is now a married woman, and the Emperor dares not have any romantic feelings for her.
Mu Feiyu immediately echoed Su Yu's sentiments, speaking in a calm and even tone: "Your Majesty, why not let Princess Jing give a performance?"
Upon hearing Mu Feiyu speak, Mu Qiye had no choice but to nod in agreement. He observed that the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion did indeed possess a certain ethereal beauty, but she was not as beautiful and talented as Feng Yao. Although both were daughters of the Prime Minister's mansion, the two sisters were worlds apart.
Feng Jin knew that she had never been good at things like playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Now it was too late to learn and put them to use. If she wanted to be seen in a different light, she had to make up for her mistakes and come up with something unusual.
Thinking of this, she walked straight to the front of the crowd, her face calm, but her bright eyes sparkled with golden light. She smiled slightly and said, "Since everyone is so kind to me... then I will make a fool of myself."
"Your Majesty, I would like to borrow a precious sword from you. Please grant me permission." As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Feiyu suddenly raised his hand, and with a whoosh, the golden sword at his waist suddenly flew out of his hand and shot directly towards her!
People's expressions froze, and they all looked in the direction the golden sword flew. Feng Jin drew the golden sword diagonally, and her figure leaped up with the sword light. At the same time, the golden sword was also drawn from its sheath. In the blink of an eye, her petite and agile figure was already dancing gracefully in the center of the dance floor.
She wielded the golden sword with ease, each move seemingly carrying a terrifying aura, yet also retaining the gentle grace befitting a woman.
Everyone looked up and saw a golden light suddenly appear in the sky, covering the clouds.
As the music entered her ears, Feng Jin tossed her cloud sleeves through the air, scattering them like a brilliant galaxy across the sky. Her sword rose, flashing with dazzling light in time with the melody. She turned and leaped lightly, her sword tip scattering colorful flowers and leaves everywhere. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, and her long black hair brushed against her shoulders and waist. Spinning, flying, and wielding her sword, she executed a series of exquisite movements in one smooth motion.
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