Xieyue was waiting for them to ask. Seeing them turn around, he said with a generous smile, “She’s…”

He was about to reply when he suddenly saw Feng Yuran pointing to a large group of palace maids coming in from outside. Smiling devilishly, Feng Yuran said, “Your Highness, wait a moment. See if there’s anyone more suitable to you. If you like anyone else, just tell me together. I will bring it up to Father later so that you won’t speak twice.”

There was indeed a group of palace maid in pink dress pouring in from outside. Princess Caifeng’s dance was about to begin, and the music was playing. It was indeed not the time to talk. Xieyue averted his eyes that unconsciously landed on Mo Huawen and looked at Princess Caifeng who emerged from the group of palace maids. Then he frowned slightly.

The look in Feng Yuran’s eyes were dark and cold. He held the cup tightly with his fingers and his lips pursed slightly. There was a flash of anger and something strange in his pretty and charming eyes. Although he did not speak much just now, he had been noticing the words and behaviors of the others present. He saw that Xieyue looked at Mo Huawen when he was about to say the woman’s name. His heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

Although Xieyue didn’t utter the woman’s name in the end, his mouth was open, and it was obvious that he wanted to say “Mo”.

It meant that the girl was surnamed Mo and related to Mo Huawen. It could not be Mo Xuemin, much less Mo Xueqiong who had been dead. Then it must be Tong’er. Thinking that Xieyue dared to take a fancy to Tong’er, Feng Yuran felt a surge of bitter anger in his heart. A sick man who was about to die dared to like Tong’er. Wasn’t he afraid that he would die sooner?

Therefore, he immediately interrupted Xieyue.

Once Xieyue told that he liked Tong’er, he would at most apologize even if Feng Yuran said that Tong’er was his wife. But it would ruin Tong’er’s reputation. How could he let such a thing happen? So he looked at Princess Caifeng, who was dancing in the middle, while trying to figure out a solution in his mind. He wanted Xieyue to know the difficulties and retreat. He would not allow him to mention Tong’er.

In the main hall, Princess Caifeng was on a flower bed carried by 16 palace maids. She was dancing gracefully. Wearing a colorful dress embroidered with gold threads, she was twisting her hips and bending over in an exotic style. Besides, her elegant dance style had the feature of the Qin Kingdom. She immediately attracted everyone’s attention. At this point, even Feng Yuxuan and Feng Yuzhen’s attention were drawn to Princess Caifeng, who had a light veil over her face.

The flower bed fell on the floor in the hall, but Princess Caifeng did not stop dancing. She gently pressed on the flower pillars on both sides, and her body lightly fell on the right flower pillar. She held the flower pillar, bent over and lay on the flowers beside the pillar. She was enchanting, and looked like boneless, which made the hearts of most of the men present race.

Suddenly, Princess Caifeng let go of the flower pillar beside her, swung her long sleeves and made the ribbon to wind around another flower pillar. Along with the ribbon, her body flew away. She was like a flying immortal. With the music, Princess Caifeng attracted everyone’s attention while she danced. Feeling that everyone was paying attention to her, she became prouder.

The veil over her face would be lifted to show her delicate face from time to time as she danced, which made people more and more itchy. They only wondered how beautiful her face should be behind the veil. They didn’t expect that Princess Caifeng, who came from the Southern Barbarian Lands, would be such a beautiful woman.

Suddenly, the music became louder. The colorful ribbon in Princess Caifeng’s hand was not thrown to the flower pillars at the four corners of the bed, but to one side. It was in the direction of the three princes of the Great Qin and Crown Prince Xieyue. The long colorful ribbon was pointing to Feng Yuran, who was sitting aside and thinking.

Did the Princess of the Southern Barbarian Lands begin to choose her husband? Everyone was excited!

There had long been news that the Princess of the Southern Barbarian Lands would stay in the Great Qin and marry one of the princes. It seemed that she had taken a fancy to a prince. Everyone spontaneously looked at the direction where the colorful ribbon was thrown. Feng Yuran got up lazily and went to get the wine on the table. Coincidentally, the colorful ribbon passed behind his back and wrapped around Feng Yuzhen’s hand, who was sitting beside him.

The silk ribbon had wrapped around someone. As Princess Caifeng saw Feng Yuran, who was holding a wine cup, turning to look at her in shock, and from the spot where she was, she thought that the ribbon had entangled Feng Yuran, she pulled the ribbon proudly. She had used a lot of strength. Different from the girls of the noble families in the Great Qin, Princess Caifeng was usually not confined to her home. Her strength was so strong that Feng Yuzhen was caught off guard. He stumbled and was dragged out. Fortunately, he still stood firm. Otherwise, he would have fallen down and lost all his face.

The Empress Dowager, who was seated in a high position, looked happy at first, but when she saw King Ning stumbling out, and the ministers laughed loudly, she felt embarrassed, and her face darkened. She cast an unhappy glance at Princess Caifeng. “This girl seems very rude. How could she treat her chosen husband like this? I’ll ask Zhen’er to teach her in the future. She is so impolite!”

The music stopped abruptly as Princess Caifeng had already caught a man with the ribbon. Everyone was waiting for her to speak something. Feng Yuzhen did not like to be pulled out of the crowd by Princess Caifeng in this manner. However, when he thought of the huge benefits he would gain after marrying her, he put on a warm smile on his face.

There was no sign of joy or anger on the Emperor’s face, but there was a hint of anger and contempt in the Empress’ eyes. Imperial Noble Consort Wen was still smiling gently. The Sixth Princess was as quiet as ever. However, it was hard to tell whether Consort Yan, You Yue’e, who was sitting beside her, was happy, relaxed, or disappointed.

“Princess Caifeng, what do you mean?” Emperor Zongwen asked slowly when he noticed that Princess Caifeng seemed to be stunned and did not speak. He wanted her to make it clear.

What did she mean? Of course, she was dragging King Xuan out of the crowd in the main hall to express her feelings for him. Since the Emperor of the Qin Kingdom wanted a marriage between the two countries, he could not say anything as she had chosen King Xuan. At least, she would force Emperor Zongwen to settle the marriage between her and King Xuan. As for Consort Xuan, it was not a big deal. She had countless ways to make her die quickly.

However, she did not expect that the silk ribbon did not wrap around King Xuan, and instead, it wrapped around King Ning. King Ning was not the son of the Emperor of the Qin Kingdom, and was only doted on by the Empress Dowager. Furthermore, Princess Caifeng did not like him. She looked at Feng Yuzhen dazedly and did not know what to do.

Hearing Emperor Zongwen’s question, and then looking at her eldest brother, Xieyue, who was glaring at her, she knew that she could not hesitate at this moment. She loosened the silk ribbon in her hand and let go of King Ning. Then she smiled and bowed to Emperor Zongwen respectfully. “Your Majesty. I made a mistake just now and disturbed this prince. I’m sorry.”

In order to completely have nothing to do with Feng Yuzhen, Caifeng simply said that she did not know Feng Yuzhen. Anyway, Feng Yuzhen was dressed in royal robes, and one could tell at a glance that he was the princes of the Qin Kingdom. She did not make a wrong address, but her meaning was clear— she did not mean anything, and just had made a mistake.

Feng Yuzhen’s face flushed when he heard that. The feeling of being despised and ignored, as well as the shame of being pulled out, surged up together. Even though he usually looked calm, this time Princess Caifeng picked him up from the crowd in this way, but claimed that she did not know him and that she had made a mistake. How could Feng Yuzhen not be ashamed and angry?

He had originally thought that it would not matter even if he suffered at this time. He would have plenty of opportunities to teach Princess Caifeng in the future. However, he did not expect that this person would slap him in the face in front of everyone.

What did she mean by that? If she didn’t make a mistake, who did she choose? Feng Yuzhen’s eyes fell on Feng Yuran’s face, where had a devilish and enchanting smile. Just now, he just dodged and the ribbon came to him. If Feng Yuran hadn’t avoided it at that time, the ribbon would have wrapped around him.

“Your Highness’ dance is really skillful. You could throw a silk ribbon to the side of the platform and even pull me out!” Feng Yuzhen said coldly. He could not hide the shame and annoyance on his face.

Seeing from high, the Empress Dowager had the same feeling. A princess of a small country dared to humiliate her grandson. That girl was courting death. She also looked at Princess Caifeng with hatred and malice in her eyes. “The little bitch doesn’t like Zhen’er, but she deliberately uses Zhen’er to make fun of him. All the officials in the hall have seen it. Zhen’er would be ashamed from now on.”

“Your Highness, it’s my fault. Fortunately, you didn’t get hurt; otherwise, I have to make amends to you with death.” Princess Caifeng had already come up with a solution at this time. She looked at Feng Yuzhen and apologized softly. Because of Feng Yuzhen’s cold face, she took a step back, as if she had done something wrong and didn’t know what to do.

Feng Yuzhen did not get hurt? He lost his face in the main hall. In front of all the ministers and their family members, Feng Yuzhen secretly gritted his teeth in anger. However, he could not fight against a princess from the Southern Barbarian Lands in the main hall. His eyes turned cold and he cupped his hands lightly. “Princess Caifeng, you have to be careful next time.”

“Yes, I will pay more attention.”

Princess Caifeng nodded obediently with a smile. One would not attack a smiling person. Especially when the person was a woman. Feng Yuzhen flicked his sleeves and returned to his seat as there was nothing he could do.

When he walked past Feng Yuran, he glared at him. He knew where this calamity came from. However, Feng Yuran who was glared at was unconscious and his attention was focused on Princess Caifeng on the scene. He seemed to be admiring her. Feng Yuzhen immediately hid his anger and sobered up.

Feng Yuran couldn’t have also like this princess from the Southern Barbarian Lands, could he?

“Princess Caifeng’s dance is beautiful and excellent. Unfortunately, she failed in the last strike,” the Empress commented with a sneer on the corner of her lips. The few people sitting on the top could see it clearly. Everyone knew that Princess Caifeng threw the ribbon on purpose, but it went to the wrong person. So she had to end the dance hastily, which made her dance lose the last stunning part. It became incomplete and lost its previous beauty.

The Empress’ evaluation was fairly fair.

“Yes, thank you for your evaluation, Your Majesty.” Princess Caifeng bowed with a very good attitude. She was not as excited and unrestrained as she was when she danced before. However, she was a polite woman. The Empress’ face softened a little. Even if such a woman really married into King Yan’s Manor, she would not cause much trouble, but could help Lei’er. She could be a good card.

After the dance was over, Princess Caifeng didn’t make any requests. She went away to change her clothes and waited for the banquet to officially begin.

“Eldest Brother, I heard that Third Sister-in-law went to the Mo Manor early in the morning to apologize to Second Consort Mo personally.” There was no longer any dance or music in the hall, and Feng Yuran turned around and cast a casual look at You Yue’e, who was sitting next to the Sixth Princess. He lifted his chin slightly and looked a little suspicious. “Why? Has Third Brother admitted that he misunderstood Second Consort Mo?”

The smile on Crown Prince Xieyue’s face froze. He turned his head and asked in surprise, “Second Consort Mo?”

“Yes, the third daughter of lord mayor, Sir Mo,” Feng Yuran explained with a meaningful smile on his handsome face. His eyes were deep and there was light in it, like a lake in autumn.

Mo Xueqiong was indeed Mo Huawen’s third daughter!

Mo Xuetong was called Third Young Miss Mo because it included Mo Xuemin. Actually, she was Mo Huawen’s second daughter. Feng Yuran did not think there was anything wrong with the explanation.