A angrily shout brought back everyone's consciousness. Everyone's eyes looked at Chu Yuanxi with unanimous eyes.

The old emperor was stunned and looked at Chu Yuanxi. Concubine De's expression changed and immediately shouted: "Xi'er! He shouted loudly and screamed! I think you don't have to attend today's banquet! Go back home!"

Chu Yuanxi seemed to have never heard Concubine De's angry shout. Her handsome face was as gloomy as rain, and her eyes were staring at Fengyunqing tightly.

Feng Yunqing was also stunned. He never expected Chu Yuanxi to stand up. He turned to look at him. His heart suddenly trembled slightly, but it was only a moment before he smiled and said, "Cousin! I didn't say anything nonsense!"

"You still said you didn't say anything nonsense? Ten noble titles! Do you think you are a god who descended to earth, going to heaven and earth, and doing everything?" Chu Yuanxi's voice was very loud, and his whole person looked extremely dark at this time.

"Cousin, I really like Yu Jin. Otherwise, you should plead for the emperor and spare Yun Qing." Feng Yunqing looked at Chu Yuanxi and smiled lightly. Compared with Chu Yuanxi's gloomy rain, Feng Yunqing was extremely holy and peaceful at this moment.

"Please mercy for you? Will you let him fly with him? Don't think about it!" Chu Yuanxi felt a burst of anger in his chest. Although it was gloomy and cold, it actually showed another beauty style at this moment.

"Well, don't ask for help! Anyway, if you can't get Yu Jin, Yun Qing doesn't want to be greedy for the world. You can just follow him to become a monk." Feng Yun Qing slowly stopped her smile and said a little decadently.

"You... don't know how to live or die!" Chu Yuanxi looked at Feng Yunqing hatefully. His heart suddenly felt very painful, so painful that he couldn't breathe. Does this woman have to hurt him repeatedly before giving up? She didn't understand her intentions at all, but she still understood and repeatedly abused her.

"Come on! Send the Ninth Emperor back to the mansion!" The cardamom nails in Concubine De's hand were pinched into the flesh. Is Feng Yunqing the woman so deep in Xi'er's heart? She actually surpassed her mother. Looking at him, she could no longer let him say anything.

After Concubine De finished speaking, someone immediately looked at the emperor.

"Mother, I don't want it, I want it..." Chu Yuanxi turned his head and looked at Concubine De. His voice was very high and excited. His eyes surged with determination that he was bound to win. Suddenly, he lifted his clothes and knelt on the ground, looking at the old emperor: "Father..."

"Xi'er! You have a little more to say. You don't need to attend today's banquet, just go back to the Ninth Prince's Mansion!" The old emperor suddenly spoke, and his majestic voice interrupted Chu Yuanxi's words.

"Father, I..." Chu Yuanxi's expression changed and he looked at the old emperor.

"Come on! The ninth prince..." The old emperor did not look at Chu Yuanxi, and his majestic voice spoke out. At this moment, it especially reflected the dictatorship of ancient kings.

Feng Yunqing suddenly realized that this old emperor was so kind to her! He suddenly had less opinions about the old man.

"Father, I know I'm wrong!" Chu Yuanxi's face turned pale and said immediately. He is not a fool, but on the contrary, he is very smart. He knows that when he leaves, he can't even see it, let alone anything else.

"Go back and sit down!" The old emperor waved his hand majestic. Concubine De was obviously relieved, but looking at Chu Yuanxi's appearance, he became even more worried.

Chu Yuanxiqing returned to her seat with a cold and stiff body. The hall was still silent for a moment. Everyone had the same guess as the ninth prince coming out, and he suddenly knelt down on the ground and wanted to ask the emperor for an order. He didn't know what order he wanted to ask for.

Fengyun looked at Chu Yuanxi with his eyes flashing. After he returned to his seat, he turned his head, leaned lazily on Yu Jin's body, and filled the wine glass carelessly. It was not that she was disrespectful, but that the old emperor was so hateful.

"Qinger! You're ready to sit down! What kind of morality!" Concubine De hated Feng Yunqing to death at this moment, and wanted to get rid of her heart even stronger. But she still shouted quietly. She was the aunt of Feng's family, and she was very qualified to teach the younger generation a lesson.

"Aunt, am I brewing feelings..." Feng Yunqing didn't hear Concubine De's words at all.

The old emperor waved his hand: "Follow her!"

The emperor spoke, and Concubine De frowned and stopped talking. Fengyun Qing filled Yu Jin's cup with wine, raised his bare hands and handed a cup to Yu Jin's hand, then picked up the wine glass in his hand and the cup in Yu Jin's hand and gently touched it. The clear sound resounded clearly in the hall.

"Done!" Feng Yunqing's voice was soft, but it naturally showed a sense of chic and heroic spirit.

"You will win the championship later, drink less! Don't get drunk!" Yu Jin held the wine glass and looked at Feng Yunqing, his heart full of warmth. How fortunate he suddenly felt that the pain of darkness suffered in the past twenty years was just a preparation to complete this moment.

"Drink! If I lose, I will think that we have overdrawn the wedding night's glass of wine." Feng Yun looked at Yu Jin with a smile.

Yu Jin's slightly white face turned red, her long eyelashes blinked lightly, looked at Feng Yunqing, nodded for a while, and a stunning smile came out of the corner of her mouth, and her voice was soft and clear: "Okay!"

They looked at each other and laughed, raised their glasses and drank them all.

Everyone's expressions in this scene were quite wonderful. Feng Yunqing's eyes swept to see the corners of the old emperor's mouth twitching. Looking again, the old man looked like Fahai with a expressionless face that was about to break up the mandarin ducks.

Lan Xiaoqing seemed to have forgotten to breathe, like a puppet whose soul was pulled away, sitting quietly, her face still transparent and no longer transparent. The crescent-colored brocade robe, like a poetic and painted face, seemed to have returned at this moment, covering it with dust, without a trace of presence.

Fengyun Qing's eyes swept across Lan Xiaoqing, and her heart hurt a little, like a big hedgehog rolling through her heart, dripping blood. But in just a moment, Qingxiao turned her head without changing, her eyes swept across the faces of Mei Ruxue and others, and she still smiled lightly.

"You can still laugh! Damn girl! I'll wait for you to die in a while!" Feng Qingyan cursed hatefully in her heart, withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, and then gently rubbed her fingers at the Qin in front of her.

The piano is naturally a good piano. It is also an ancient name called Lihun. But Feng Qingyan doesn't know it. He only knows it is a good piano.

"Since the seventh girl agrees, then let's start!" The old emperor reached out and stroked his beard, his eyes were full of depth, and a majestic voice sounded.

"Yes!" Feng Qingyan responded immediately. He took a deep breath again, tweaked the strings of the piano with his ten fingers, and several clear notes sounded.

Everyone's consciousness was pulled back in an instant. Feng Qingyan's expression was calm, and his eyes turned to Chu Yuanxi's direction, and then he saw that he had been staring at Feng Yunqing tightly. He felt hatred in his heart and gritted his teeth secretly. An ancient song of Perlan slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

The sound of the piano is gentle and melodious, occasionally mixed with grandeur, which makes everyone feel relaxed and happy, and secretly admires him as the number one woman in Nanyang.

Feng Yunqing reached out and picked up the chopsticks, and signaled Yu Jin to pick it up, and put it in his ear and whispered: "Eat more! I'm so strong to win after eating, and you have the strength to cheer me up!"

"Actually you..." Yu Jin looked at Feng Yunqing, his lips slightly opened, and he wanted to say something, but he stopped talking again.

"Didn't you see that the old man deliberately made things difficult for me? Even if it's not you today, I can't escape. Don't be me, eat!" Feng Yun whispered. This scene was naturally too close to everyone's eyes, and I thought to myself.

"Yeah!" Yu Jin nodded gently and picked up the chopsticks and slowly ate them with Feng Yun.

Feng Qingyan Bolt is so mesmerized that everyone can listen to it except a few people. Feng Yun Qing and Yu Jin eat leisurely and comfortably. They tacitly grasped each other and seemed to have forgotten what they were facing.

The old emperor had been paying attention to Fengyunqing and ate a lot of every dish. Concubine De had no appetite at all. Although she felt that if she won the championship in those ten titles, almost no one in the world could do it, she suddenly felt that as long as this woman wanted to do it, there was nothing impossible.

Lan Xiaoqing looked down at the vegetable in front of him. Feng Qingyan's song made him feel back to his mind. He smiled bitterly in his heart. He was still unable to be calm after twenty years of baptism. He sighed helplessly.

Mei Ruxue slowly picked up the chopsticks and ate the food in front of her. This woman... Even if she tried her best today, she would not want to win the championship.

Ruan Yunlou quietly helped the pouring wine glass, poured a glass of wine, and slowly started drinking. His turbid eyes gradually became clear. He used to think that he would definitely hurt, but he didn't expect that it would be so painful. Can he fight for the lost ones? Even if he can't, he should try...

Liu Xiangcan looked at Feng Yunqing sadly, and suddenly leaned against the cushion behind him as if boneless, and slowly closed his eyes. Only he knew that Feng Yunqing could not be allowed to be. He would do his best to seize it.

Chu Yuanxi finally withdrew his gaze from Feng Yunqing's body and placed it on Feng Qingyan's body. After watching for a while, he clenched his hand in his sleeves and closed his eyes. In his heart, at this moment, no matter how good the piano sounded, it was not the song of Perlan he wanted.

The song was finished! After pulling a note with a faint sound, Feng Qingyan slowly stopped his hand, and felt extremely excited. This was the first time she had played such a good piano in history. No one of the daughters here dared to say that she was worth her song.

Many young men's eyes were obsessed with the eyes of Feng Qingyan. Several cheers sounded in the hall. Feng Qingyan proudly pulled the corners of his mouth, and pulled out a curve of smiles without revealing his teeth, making him look more dignified and ladylike.

"Okay!" The old emperor spoke slowly. Looking at Feng Qingyan, there was admiration in his eyes.

"Good song!" Concubine De also spoke out loudly.
Chapter completed!