At this time, the singing and dancing continued, but the people's gazes were no longer able to focus on those beautiful dancers. They were all guessing, what exactly was Prince Chun Xuan Tianhua saying to the Feng family's second young miss? The two chatted happily, making people envious.
In reality, Xuan Tianhua was asking Feng Yu Heng: "Why is it that there isn't even a cup of tea on your table?"
Feng Yu Heng answered as if it was natural: "It's not popular." Speaking of, this was only the second time she and Xuan Tianhua had met, but they were naturally close. Xuan Tianhua's innate, otherworldly distance did not seem to affect their interactions in the slightest. She called him Seventh Brother, calling him righteously and naturally.
Xuan Tianhua pushed the tea that a servant brought over in front of Feng Yu Heng, then poured another cup and handed it to Feng Xiang Rong.
Xiang Rong did not think that Xuan Tianhua would still care about her. For a moment, she was at a loss out of fear, her hand trembling as she received the cup.
Feng Yu Heng helplessly facepalmed, "Xiang Rong, you have to work hard for me."
Xiang Rong lowered her head in vexation. She also wanted to work hard, but when faced with Xuan Tianhua, she could not work hard at all.
Xuan Tianhua did not think much of it. His face still had that warm smile, causing Xiang Rong's face to become redder and redder.
Feng Yu Heng felt that she should say something to break the awkward situation, so she opened her mouth and asked Xuan Tianhua: "Is Princess Ding An's birthday something that you princes take turns to come? It just happened to be your turn this year? "
Xuan Tianhua shook his head, his voice becoming softer, "It's not taking turns. It's that no one wants to come, but there needs to be a representative, so I came." After explaining himself, he said to her: "Ming wanted me to tell you, this Ding An palace's birthday banquet is not very exciting. If you like liveliness, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is a bit better."
"I heard Tian Ge mention it." She took a sip of tea and glanced sideways. Feng Chen Yu had already walked over.
"Your Highness." Chen Yu walked a little hastily. When she stopped, she was still slightly out of breath. She did not have time to adjust her breathing and greeted Xuan Tianhua.
Xuan Tian Hua nodded, his smile not changing in the slightest, "Eldest young miss Feng."
"Your Highness does not need to be so courteous. Just call me Chen Yu." A servant brought her a chair, and Chen Yu sat down. She then moved closer to Xuan Tianhua.
However, Xuan Tianhua obviously didn't have the intention to chat with her. He continued to talk about the previous topic with Feng Yu Heng. "Ever since she was a child, Tiange has always been a troublemaker, just like Ming. We, her older brothers, have always had to clean up her messes."
Feng Yu Heng smiled. "It's natural for a brother to dote on his sister. Oh right, I saw Seventh Brother at Refined Deity Building that day. It was when I went to eat with Tiange and Furong. "
Xuan Tianming nodded. "I also saw you. To be able to support your own servant, you are indeed a good master. "He was referring to the day she had taken care of Qing Le.
Without waiting for Feng Yu Heng to reply, Chen Yu interjected. She did not treat herself as an outsider and said: "Second sister and your Highness call each other Seventh Brother! Then I naturally need to follow suit and call each other Seventh Brother. Seventh Brother won't mind, right? "
Xuan Tianhua was stunned. Looking at Feng Chen Yu, his eyes were filled with confusion. "Heng Heng calls me Seventh Brother because of her relationship with Ming. I only have two younger brothers. What eldest miss Feng means is … you and my eighth brother … "
"No, no, no!" Feng Chen Yu immediately became anxious. Of course, she was anxious not because she remembered Feng Jin Yuan telling her that before the Feng family had decided on their position, she definitely could not express any feelings towards any other man. She only thought of how she could bring in other people when it came to the man she admired. She quickly expressed her feelings to Xuan Tianhua: "Chen Yu and his Highness the eighth prince have never even met. Seventh Brother, you must trust Chen Yu."
Xuan Tianhua, however, was still puzzled, "You want I to trust you, but why do you call him Seventh Brother? I already said that Heng Heng calls him Seventh Brother because she is I's younger sister. If you do not have this relationship, then you are trying to cling to the imperial family. I will return to the palace to ask father Emperor. "
Feng Chen Yu's face turned red with anxiety. She felt that his Highness Prince Chun appeared to be kind, but his words did not leave any room for negotiation. Even if she wanted to take advantage of the situation, she could not find any gaps.
Chen Yu felt truly embarrassed and stood up. Bowing to Xuan Tianhua, she turned and left.
Who knew that after taking just two steps, she would be stopped by Xuan Tianhua. He then bent down and picked up a pouch from the ground, handing it to Chen Yu: "Eldest young miss Feng dropped something."
Chen Yu's face was so red that it was about to bleed, but she did not reach out to receive it. She only very quietly said: "It's for his Highness." She then lifted her skirt and dove into the crowd.
Xuan Tianhua helplessly shook his head and handed the pouch to Feng Yu Heng: "Take it back and return it to her, or give it to your father. Just say that I will not argue with her over this matter. If there is a next time, please ask Lord Prime minister Feng to personally come and speak with I."
Feng Yu Heng nodded and received it. Holding it in her hand, she looked it up and down. She could not help but smirk, "The Feng family has placed such great hopes on her, yet why has no one properly taught her needlework." She said this while showing it to Xiang Rong: "Look at this corner of the needle. It's so thick that you can see what's inside." She said this while lifting the corner of the needle to look inside.
Xuan Tianhua laughed, "You really are nosy."
Xiang Rong, however, dispelled her doubts: "Needlework is something that needs to be learned from a young age. When eldest sister was young, she was just the daughter of a concubine. Even if she was a little prettier than other children, the family did not place much hope in her, much less raise her."
Feng Yu Heng pondered a little, "That's true. At that time, there were all sorts of teachers that surrounded me. Unfortunately, I was not interested in those things."
Xuan Tianhua knew a little about this, "I fear that your interest lies with your maternal grandfather. If divine doctor Yao stayed in the capital for a few more years, I fear that you would benefit even more."
He had heard Xuan Tianming talk about how he had met Feng Yu Heng in the mountains. He was also very surprised that this young girl was able to grasp such exquisite medical skills. But when it came to meeting the Persian eccentric, he only heard about it and did not take it to heart. He only thought that her medical skills were inherited from her maternal grandfather.
While the two spoke, the singing and dancing on the stage had already changed a few times. At this time, the ten dancers that came on stage were clearly different from before. Regardless of whether it was their clothing or temperament, they were all a level higher. If they were not standing in the middle of the stage waiting to perform, any one of them would be picked out and sent into the crowd. They would not lose to the daughters of large families at all.
Feng Yu Heng saw that these dancers were standing on the stage without moving for a long time. Her eyebrows jumped. Intuition told her that she feared that a good show was about to begin.
Xuan Tianhua had no intention of remaining with the women in the garden. After bidding farewell to Feng Yu Heng, he quietly left the stage.
As for Princess Ding An, her gaze never left Xuan Tianhua. At this time, seeing him leave without bidding farewell to her, she felt a little unhappy. Looking at Feng Yu Heng, she felt that the children that came from the Feng family were all irksome.
She took a sip of tea and looked down. Seeing that most of the guests were puzzled by the sudden stop of singing and dancing, a strange smile appeared on her face. She opened her mouth and said, "Everyone, what do you think of the ten dancers on the stage?"
Hearing her ask this, someone immediately replied in a flattering manner: "These are the dancers raised by Ding An palace, right? Naturally, they are not ordinary. "
Someone to the side agreed: "But of course! Look at their small appearances. They really are beautiful. "
Princess Ding An was very satisfied with this show of support. She nodded with satisfaction then said: "These dancers have been raised in the palace since they were three years old. Normally, they do not need to do any work. They only need to focus on practicing their singing and dancing. Although they are called dancers, they are no different from the young misses raised by the family. "
The people below all nodded. For a palace to raise dancers, this was not considered strange.
At this time, two maidservants worked together to bring out a seven-stringed zither and placed it to the side of the stage.
They then heard Princess Ding An continue: "But in the end, a servant is a servant. No matter how much they are spoiled, they cannot be raised to be as talented as the young misses. Don't look at how well they can dance, but when it comes to playing the zither, they are no good. So for the following dance … … "She looked around the stage. In the end, her gaze fell on Feng Yu Heng," Would the Feng family's second young miss please play a song to accompany the dancers? "
The crowd was in an uproar.
To have the prime minister's second young miss play the zither for a servant? Although the second young miss is a concubine's daughter, your palace's servants cannot compare to the daughter of a concubine from the prime minister's manor!
Feng Yu Heng did not have much of a reaction, only letting out an "oh" sound. She had originally been waiting for her here.
She continued to sit and drink tea. She did look towards Princess Ding An but did not respond.
Princess Ding An waited for a while. Seeing that Feng Yu Heng did not have much of a reaction, she could not help but frown and unhappily asked: "Second young miss Feng, to be able to accompany my Ding An palace's dancers is your good fortune. You must not be unable to differentiate good from bad."
Feng Yu Heng continued to ignore her, but she noticed that Qing Le and Feng Chen Yu looked at each other then nodded. She then knew that perhaps this rotten idea was something that those two girls had come up with.
She stood up but did not walk forward. She only asked Princess Ding An: "Princess' meaning is to say that if I can play a song today, it would be a great honor?"
Princess Ding An nodded, "Naturally."
Feng Yu Heng suddenly came to a realization: "So it was like this. Although I really do not feel that playing the zither for a group of servants is anything worthy of honor, since princess has said it like this, then it should be an honor! "She then looked towards Feng Chen Yu and said:" Eldest sister, then please! "
"Hm?" Feng Chen Yu was stunned, not understanding what she meant.
Feng Yu Heng explained for her and for everyone present: "Ever since I returned to the capital, father has often told me that I am the daughter of a concubine. No matter if it is at home or outside, I must not compete with eldest sister for anything. All good things must be given to eldest sister. All face must be given to eldest sister. Naturally, the honor must be given to eldest sister to enjoy. Since princess insists that this is a matter of honor, then eldest sister should not be polite. This is father's advice. " After she finished speaking, she did not forget to ask Princess Ding An: "Princess should not cause trouble for my father, right?"
Princess Ding An was blocked and did not know how to respond. If she insisted on having Feng Yu Heng play, then she would be causing trouble for Feng Jin Yuan. Although she was a princess, Lord Ding An had no money or power and was not favored by the Emperor. Prime minister Feng was the prime minister with real power in his hands!
Thinking of this, she could not help but glance at imperial daughter Qing Le.
Qing Le did not care about these things, as she stood up and said to Feng Yu Heng: "Allowing you to play is giving you face. Feng Yu Heng, don't refuse the face given!"
Her words were extremely ugly, and Xiang Rong could not bear to continue listening. Opening her mouth, she wanted to speak up for Feng Yu Heng, but she was stopped. She then heard Feng Yu Heng continue: "I just said it. Father has already warned me. No matter if it is at home or outside, face must be given to the Feng family's daughter of the first wife, which is my eldest sister. Since imperial daughter Qing Le has once again emphasized that playing the zither is giving me face, then I can be at ease. Giving it to eldest sister is definitely not wrong. " She glared at Qing Le, her gaze filled with contempt, "Ding An palace's imperial daughter does not seem to have the right to refuse the wishes of the country's prime minister. Princess, what do you say? "
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