22 The strange atmosphere between two beautiful men

At this time, Ling Mingfeng did not refute, and his eyes did not blink. He only felt that his bright eyes and teeth were still small now. In a few years, how beautiful it should be.

He didn't say anything, but You Yuecheng sneered and said, "What's the use of being good? Miss Shizi is talented, but I don't know what kind of talent this beautiful Miss Mo San has!"

This is belittling Mo Xuetong. Luo Wenyou looked at him unhappily and was about to speak, and the sound of Mo Xuetong over there had come.

If the sound of the piano is as beautiful as the spring flowers, Mo Xuetong's piano sound has some cold temperament, which is very consistent with this winter. Everyone can't help flowing with the cold piano sound. Suddenly, the sound of the piano is like rain, fierce and wild, there is the sound of gold and iron horses.

Bai Yihao is a master of piano sound, but at this time, he can't help but look at the girl who is as charming as a flower to the river. Such a fierce piano sound is actually from the hands of such a woman. It is unbelievable that between those tender fingers, it is not the sound of March, but the heroism in the army. , sadness...

Feng Jue dyed her eyebrows slightly and looked at the hands that moved flexibly on the strings. Her eyes were inexplicably condensed. Is such sadness and indignation really her heart? How could she have such a voice? A weak woman actually made a sonorous sound about it.

Even if You Yuecheng didn't like Mo Xuetong, he couldn't help moving. His eyes fell on her face coldly, as if he was stunned.

All the classics are silent.

Mo Xuetong stood up, with her sleeves full of sleeves, and gave a slight blessing to the eldest princess. Only when everyone woke up and applauded.

Mo Xuetong moved a little and knew that her name of talentless cowardice circulating in Yuncheng had been cleaned up. No one would believe such rumors anymore, and her lips couldn't help smiling. Her father must like such a reputation.

"Miss Mo San's piano sound and Miss Ling Er are both talented women. It's really an honor to hear your performance here." The eldest princess smiled and ordered two people to reward two pairs of emerald bracelets.

"Miss Mo San's talent is really admirable. She rarely admires people, but now she can't praise Miss Mo San's piano skills." Ling Fengyan's beautiful eyes flowed, looked at Mo Xuetong, and smiled gently.

"Miss Ling Er praised it. She really didn't know much, but she took such a song that was not suitable for women, which made Miss Ling Er laugh." Mo Xuetong smiled slightly and frankly exposed her weaknesses.

This is true. Mo Xuetong's song is a little strange. Ling Fengyan has never heard of it, but it is also a little inappropriate for a woman to play such a song at such a banquet. Ling Fengyan's face can't help smiling and smiling at her, but she doesn't say much.

Mo Xuetong has shown weakness, and the two are also tied. She can't tell who is good or worse, so she will no longer pursue it.

The eldest princess could see clearly and nodded secretly. She could have such a shortness, and knew that it was short, but she still played this song. It was obvious that she had already figured out and didn't want to take the first place. She was generous and resourceful, and competed with the most popular Ling Fengyan. If she still said it, if she really pressed her head. , the queen can't get through.

is about to choose a concubine for the prince. The queen is building momentum for Ling Fengyan. How can anyone suppress Ling Fengyan? Mo Xuetong cleverly avoids the limelight of Ling Fengyan and suppresses her dissatisfaction to a slightly tolerable extent, which is not something that ordinary girls can do.

"I think Miss Ling Er is still stronger. Miss Mo San's music is not suitable for such an occasion." The fifth princess was dedicated to making trouble for Mo Xuetong. At this time, she was very unhappy to see Mo Xuetong in the limelight and stared at her.

If this is said between Mo Xuetong's shortcomings, he will only feel that the fifth princess reacts quickly. Now it is said, but it only makes people feel that the royal princess's temperament is really bad.

Even if a few people wanted to flatter the fifth princess and were so humble to Mo Xuetong, they couldn't say anything for a moment.

"Miss Mo San is modest, so Xue Yu will not pursue her any more." The eldest princess smiled disinterestedly and asked Yun Ruo behind her, "Can you prepare the signature?"

"The eldest princess is ready." Yun Ruo replied respectfully.

"Then let's get started!"

"Yes!"

A row of beautiful maids came over with the sign and put them on the table in front of the eldest princess. The ladies looked at the sign freely and only looked at the person they were drawn. If they could talk to him and say a few words, they would certainly leave some impression in his heart. Thinking of this possibility, His face immediately became hot and his heart beat.

The male seat was hosted by Feng Juexuan, the king of Chu. He first went up and drew a lot and threw it to the eunuch on one side at will.

It was Mo Xuetong's turn to step forward and pulled one back without looking back two steps.

"Cousin Tong, I drew the eldest brother. It's really boring. I haven't heard of the eldest brother's talent. Who did you draw? Show me." Luo Mingzhu retreated depressedly with a stick and shook the stick in her hand, which seemed to be quite listless. When she saw the stick in Mo Xuetong's hand, she finished talking and grabbed it.

Mo Xuetong didn't compete with her and let go with a smile.

"Wow, cousin Tong, what you drew turned out to be His Royal Highness Xuan Wang. No way, that His Royal Highness... Who dares to embarras him?" Luo Mingzhu looked at the font of the dragon flying and phoenix dance on it and became dumb.

Xuanwang Fengjueran, that man is not ordinaryly difficult to deal with. I heard that he is casual and dungry. Even the portrait of Ling Fengyan has been thrown out. If it annoys him, it is not good. Whether this person will sell the face of the eldest princess will attack on the spot.

Mo Xuetong didn't expect to draw Feng Jueran's signature. Her water eyes flashed smartly and took the signature and looked at it carefully.

Luo Mingzhu frowned in embarrassment, and made up her mind to put Luo Wenyou's signature in Mo Xuetong's hand and said, "Cousin Tong, I'll change it with you. You take this one."

Mo Xuetong was stunned, understood what she meant, and pushed away Luo Wenyou's signature with a smile and said, "The second cousin is fine. Although His Royal Highness Xuan is very unrestrained, this title was set by the eldest princess. Since he participated, he must also agree with it. Moreover, I will not deliberately embarrasss him. Looking at his handwriting, this word should be It's excellent, just let him write a few words by himself, which won't make him angry.

Having said that, Mo Xuetong can't help slandering, and Feng Jue's moody nature is really deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Cousin Tong, others don't know. I'm really not sure. You'd better sign it to me. I'll have a big brother to take care of me. Even if His Royal Highness is angry, he will restrain himself because of the Duke of Fu." Luo Mingzhu was still worried and still stretched out her hand to get the one in Mo Xuetong's hand.

"Don't rob the second cousin. If you rob her again, others can be interested in His Royal Highness Xuan Wang for you. Several ladies over there have noticed us." Mo Xuetong spit out her tongue, smiled delicately, pushed away the sign handed over by Luo Mingzhu and pointed to the side.

Sure enough, several ladies looked sideways at them, and on the other side, there was a maid holding a pen to register the signature in each lady's hand.

Seeing that the maid of honor had passed by, Luo Mingzhu said nothing more, so she had to take back her signature and stand aside and wait for the maid of honor to come to record.

On the other side, Feng Jue dyed a very enchanting and evil smile, flexibly flipped the signature in his hand twice, and casually threw it to the eunuch standing behind him. The eunuch quickly took it down to record.

"Cousin Bai, who is the signature in your hand? Let me open my eyes. What kind of beauty makes you hold it in your hand without showing anyone?" He asked lazily, his red lips smiled, and his eyes fell on the signature held in Bai Yihao's hand.

Bai Yihao smiled leisurely and put the signature on the table generously and said, "Miss Mo San's words are extremely beautiful. I didn't expect her to have such good words."

After saying this, Ling Mingfeng and Chen Yanyu came over to have a look.

The few small plum blossom seals above are extremely elegant. Although they are only a few strokes, you can see that the writer is very proficient in calligraphy.

How can a soft woman write such a word?

"It's really a good word. It's rare that it was written by a woman." Ling Mingfeng praised and wanted to take it over and take a closer look, but he saw that the little eunuch on the side had come to take it back.

"Miss Mo San is so talented that she really deserves the name of a talented woman." Chen Yanyu sighed.

You Yuecheng also squinted at the sign and saw that everyone was praising it. He was inexplicably depressed, snorted coldly, pretending, pretending again!

Only when he wanted to come here was that he had seen the woman's delicate appearance and felt that this woman was not a good person more and deceived many people's eyes at a young age.

"Miss Mo San has just performed piano art. I don't know what my cousin will let her perform in a while?" Feng Jue's evil eyes raised and asked Bai Yihao with a smile. This would make his cousin talk more and more smoothly. One by one, he was extremely intimate, but this behavior did not make people feel a little gentle, but made people feel a little cold.

Ling Mingfeng and Chen Yanyu looked at each other and retreated knowingly. Is King Xuan angry like this?

"Don't worry, cousin, how can Miss Mo San's talent be exhausted?" Bai Yihao said with a gentle smile.

This sentence attracted the eyes of the king of Chu and the king of Yan.

"Of course, I'm worried. Last time I first saw this Miss Mo San, I was shocked. Such a heavenly person, my cousin must not be a beautiful woman." Feng Jue raised her eyebrows and seemed to be extremely concerned. Her handsome face also showed obvious concern, "Cousin, I'm still worried. How about we change the signature?"

Does His Royal Highness Xuan like the third lady in Mofu again? Which one is this month? Several princes sitting on the side couldn't help shaking their heads secretly. It is well known that His Royal Highness Xuan is out of tune.

At the palace banquet a few days ago, I heard that the fourth lady of the Han family fell in love at first sight. At the banquet of the Fugong Mansion, he focused on the second lady of the Yan family. When the Pingguo Mansion, he publicly announced that he fell in love with the eighth lady of the Ming Mansion, and today he cared about the third lady of the Mo Mansion.

Unfortunately, the origin of these ladies is still a little low, and no one can be the imperial concubine of King Xuan. Of course, everyone is not serious now, and I don't know who this fickle Highness likes tomorrow!

Anyway, that's what he said, and everyone listened to it.

The king of Chu, who was sitting on one side, showed a wry smile on his face, shook his head, and Gu Zi drank a glass of wine.

"Cousin, don't worry, I will never embarras Miss Mo San." Bai Yihao replied helplessly with a smile.

"Okay, you can write it down. You can't embarrass her later." Feng Jue dyed and told him again, as if he was afraid that Bai Yihao would forget it.

Everyone smiled, no longer paid attention to them, and asked each other which lady's signature was in each other's hand.

No one pays attention to the strange atmosphere between the two people. The deep and cold in the two radiant eyes, and the clear eyes are gloomy and sunny...