At this time, the singing and dancing continued, but people's eyes could no longer focus on those beautiful dancers. They were all wondering what Prince Xuan Tianhua was talking to the second daughter of the Feng family about. The two of them were chatting and laughing, which made people envious.
But in fact, Xuan Tianhua was asking Feng Yuheng: "Why is there not even a cup of tea on your table?"
Feng Yuheng answered as a matter of course: "I'm not popular." Speaking of which, she and Xuan Tianhua had only met for the second time, but they were naturally close and warm. Xuan Tianhua's innate sense of distance did not seem to affect their relationship at all. She called him Seventh Brother, which was righteous and natural.
Xuan Tianhua pushed the tea brought by the servant in front of Feng Yuheng, poured another bowl and handed it to Feng Xiangrong.
Xiangrong didn't expect Xuan Tianhua to still care about her. She was panicked for a moment and her hands were shaking when she took the tea bowl.
Feng Yuheng rubbed his forehead helplessly, "I want you to fight for me a little bit."
Xiangrong lowered her head in annoyance. She also wanted to show her strength, but when she faced Xuan Tianhua, she simply couldn't show her strength.
Xuan Tianhua didn't think anything of it, and still had that warm smile on his face, which made his cheeks grow redder and redder.
Feng Yuheng felt that he should say something to resolve the awkward situation, so he asked Xuan Tianhua: "Does it take turns for you princes to celebrate Princess Ding'an's birthday? Is it your turn this year?"
Xuan Tianhua shook his head and spoke in a lighter voice, "It's not a turn-based thing. No one wants to come, but there has to be a representative, so I came." After explaining himself, he said to her, "Ming'er asked me to tell you that the birthday banquet at Prince Ding'an's Mansion is not very exciting. If you like excitement, the palace banquet on the Moon Festival is better."
"I heard it from Tiange." She took a sip of tea and glanced to the side. Feng Chenyu had already walked closer.
"Your Highness." Chenyu walked in a hurry and was still panting slightly when she stopped. She didn't even bother to adjust her breath before greeting Xuan Tianhua.
Xuan Tianhua nodded, his smile unchanged, "Miss Feng."
"Your Highness, there is no need to be so polite. Just call me Chenyu." A little maid brought a chair to her. Chenyu sat down and moved towards Xuan Tianhua.
But Xuan Tianhua obviously had no intention of chatting with her, and continued the previous topic with Feng Yuheng, "Tian Ge has been like Ming'er since she was a child, a troublemaker, and we brothers have cleaned up her messes a lot."
Feng Yuheng smiled, "It's only natural for a brother to love his sister. Oh, yes, I saw Seventh Brother in Xianya Tower that day, when he was having dinner with Tiange, Furong and the others."
Xuan Tianming nodded, "I see you too. You are indeed a good master to be able to support your servants." He was referring to the day when she took control of Qingle.
Before Feng Yuheng could answer, Chenyu interrupted and said without treating herself as an outsider: "Second sister and His Highness call you Seventh Brother! Then I will naturally follow suit and call you Seventh Brother. Will Seventh Brother mind?"
Xuan Tianhua was stunned and looked at Feng Chenyu, his eyes full of confusion - "Ah Heng calls me Seventh Brother because of her relationship with Ming'er. I only have two younger brothers. Miss Feng means... you and my eighth brother..."
"No, no, no!" Feng Chenyu was anxious. Of course, she was not anxious because she remembered Feng Jinyuan's instructions that she must not express any attitude to any man before the Feng family determined its position. She only thought about how she could not involve other people in front of the man she liked, and immediately expressed her feelings to Xuan Tianhua: "Chenyu has never met the Eighth Prince, Seventh Brother must believe Chenyu."
Xuan Tianhua was still puzzled, "You made me believe you, but why do you call me Seventh Brother? I have already said that Ah Heng calls me Seventh Brother because she is my brother's sister. If you don't have this relationship, then you are trying to curry favor with the emperor. I have to go back to the palace to ask my father for instructions."
Feng Chenyu was so anxious that her face turned red. She felt that Prince Chun looked kind-hearted, but his words were very ruthless. Even if she wanted to find a loophole, she couldn't find any.
Chen Yu felt really embarrassed, so she stood up, bowed towards Xuan Tianhua, and turned away.
Unexpectedly, she had just taken two steps when Xuan Tianhua called her. He then bent down to pick up a purse that had fallen on the ground and handed it to Chen Yu: "Miss Feng dropped something."
Chenyu's face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out. She didn't even reach out to take it. She just said in a low voice: "It's for Your Highness." Then she lifted the hem of her skirt and disappeared into the crowd.
Xuan Tianhua shook his head helplessly and handed the purse to Feng Yuheng: "Take it back and return it to her, or give it to your father, and tell him that I can let her off the hook this time. If it happens again, please ask Prime Minister Feng to come and talk to me in person."
Feng Yuheng nodded, took it, looked it up and down in her hand, and couldn't help curling her lips, "The Feng family has placed such high hopes on her, why doesn't someone teach her needlework properly." As she spoke, she showed it to Xiangrong: "Look at this needle corner, it's so thick that you can see what's inside." As she spoke, she actually lifted the gap of the needle corner to look inside.
Xuan Tianhua laughed, "You are really a gossiper."
Xiangrong explained her confusion: "Needlework is something that people learn from childhood. When my elder sister was young, she was just a concubine's daughter. Even though she was prettier than other children, her family didn't have any expectations for her, let alone training her."
Feng Yuheng thought about it, "Yes, at that time, there were all kinds of teachers around me all day long, but unfortunately, I was not interested in those things."
Xuan Tianhua knew something about this. "I'm afraid your interest lies with your grandfather. If Divine Doctor Yao could stay in Beijing for a few more years, I'm afraid you would benefit more."
He had heard Xuan Tianming talk about his encounter with Feng Yuheng in the mountains, and was surprised that this young girl could master such exquisite medical skills. However, he just listened to the story about meeting a strange Persian and didn't take it seriously, thinking that her medical skills were inherited from her maternal grandfather.
As the two were talking, the songs and dances on the stage had changed several times. The ten dancers who came on stage at this time were obviously different from the previous ones. They were slightly better in terms of clothing and temperament. If they were not standing in the middle of the stage waiting to perform, any one of them would be picked out and thrown into the crowd, and they would not be inferior to the ladies present.
Feng Yuheng raised her eyebrows when she saw these dancers standing on the stage without moving. Her intuition told her that something interesting was about to happen.
Xuan Tianhua had no intention of staying with the women in the garden any longer, so he said hello to Feng Yuheng and left quietly.
Princess Ding'an had never taken her eyes off Xuan Tianhua. Seeing him leave without even saying hello to her, she felt unhappy again. She looked at Feng Yuheng and felt that the children who came to the Feng family today were more annoying than the others.
She took a sip of tea and looked down. She saw that most of the guests were surprised by the sudden stop of the singing and dancing. She smiled strangely and said, "What do you think of these ten dancers?"
When she asked this, someone immediately replied flatteringly, "Isn't this the dancer that Prince Ding'an's palace keeps in house? Of course she's not bad."
Someone nearby echoed: "Of course! Look at these little ones, they are so cute."
Princess Ding'an was very satisfied with this kind of flattery. She nodded proudly and continued, "These dancers have been raised in the palace since they were three years old. They don't have to do any work on weekdays. They just focus on practicing singing and dancing. They are called dancers, but in fact, they are no different from young ladies raised at home."
Everyone below nodded in agreement. It was not strange to keep dancers in a royal palace.
At this time, two maids worked together to carry out a lyre and placed it next to the dance floor.
Princess Ding'an then said, "But in the end, slaves are slaves. No matter how pampered they are, they can't be as talented as the daughters of rich families. Even though they dance well, they are not good at playing the piano. So the next dance..." She looked around the venue, and finally, her eyes fell on Feng Yuheng, "Can the second young lady of the Feng family play a song to accompany the dancers?"
The crowd was in an uproar.
You want a second daughter of a prime minister to play the piano for me? Even though that second daughter is a concubine, the servants in your palace cannot compare with the concubine of a prime minister!
Feng Yuheng didn't react much, just said "oh" secretly, he was waiting for her here.
She was still sitting there drinking tea, and she looked at Princess Ding'an, but she didn't respond.
Princess Ding'an waited for a while, and seeing that Feng Yuheng had no reaction, she couldn't help but frowned and asked unhappily: "Second Miss Feng, it is your blessing to be the dancer's accompaniment for my Ding'an Palace. Don't be ungrateful."
Feng Yuheng still ignored her, but she noticed that Qingle and Feng Chenyu looked at each other and nodded to each other. She knew that this bad idea might have been put forward by those two women.
She stood up, but did not move forward. She just asked Princess Ding'an, "Princess, do you mean that it would be a great honor if I could play a piece today?"
Princess Ding'an nodded, "Of course."
Feng Yuheng suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. Although I really don't think there is anything honorable about playing the piano for a group of slaves, but since the princess said so, then I think it should be an honor!" Then he looked at Feng Chenyu and said, "Big sister, please!"
"Huh?" Feng Chenyu was stunned and didn't understand what she meant.
Feng Yuheng explained for her, and also for everyone present: "Ever since I returned to the capital, my father has often told me that I am a concubine's daughter in the family, and whether at home or outside, I must not compete with my elder sister for anything. All the good things should be given to my elder sister, and all the face should be reserved for my elder sister, and the glory should naturally be enjoyed by my elder sister. Since the princess insists that this is an honorable thing, then elder sister, don't be polite, this is my father's advice." After she finished speaking, she did not forget to ask Princess Ding'an: "The princess should not embarrass my father, right?"
Princess Ding'an was blocked and didn't know how to respond. If she insisted on letting Feng Yuheng play, it would be embarrassing for Feng Jinyuan. Although she was a princess, Prince Ding'an had no money, no power, and was not favored by the emperor. But Prime Minister Feng was the prime minister with real power!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Princess Qingle.
Qingle didn't care about that, he just stood up and said to Feng Yuheng: "I'm letting you play to give you face, Feng Yuheng, don't be shameless!"
Her words were so harsh that Xiangrong couldn't listen any more. She opened her mouth and wanted to reply for Feng Yuheng, but was stopped by her. Then Feng Yuheng said again: "I just said that my father has long told us that whether at home or outside, we should give face to the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, that is, my eldest sister. Since Princess Qingle once again emphasized that playing the piano is to give face, then I am relieved and it is right to give it to my eldest sister." She glared at Qingle with contempt in her eyes, "The princess of Ding'an Palace does not seem to have the right to reject the instructions of the prime minister of a country. Princess, what do you think?"
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