Chapter 223 - Make Everyone Fall for Her, Dancing at the Banquet (1/2)

Everyone had taken their draw and had their names taken down. Then, starting from the female guests’ side, to show their n.o.ble status, the maidservants listed the name starting from the n.o.blest one.

The first one sure was King Chu, Feng Yuxuan; the second was King Yan, Feng Yulei; while the third was King Xuan, Feng Yuxuan; and the fourth was the prince from Yan Kindom, Bai Yihao…

An a.s.sistant minister’s daughter had drawn the stick of King Chu, Feng Yuxuan. She seemed to stutter out of shyness. She only looked at Feng Yuxuan opposite and then her face blushed. Finally, under a few other misses’ encouragements did she timidly asked, “I heard Your Highness plays the Di well. I’m wondering if Your Highness will accompany me on my flute.”

They were going to play Di and flute together!

On the other bank, the male guests all cheered, while on this side, most of the female guests thought it funny.

Feng Yuxuan smilingly nodded and then a eunuch presented a Di. He drew it to his lips and played a few notes to test; while the a.s.sistant minister’s daughter also had her flute ready and played a few notes on it. Feng Yuxuan raised his head to signal her to start. Then, the flute began, followed by the sound of Di. The sound of the two instruments sometimes got entangled and sometimes surpa.s.sed each other. They accompanied and surpa.s.sed each other and sounded pleasing…

Luo Mingzhu whispered by Mo Xuetong’s ears, “King Chu’s Di skill is famous. Few can match him in the capital. Who knew that this Miss Mo can compare with him? It’s quite rare. And she should dare to publicly play the flute with King Chu. She’s quite courageous.”

She was just an a.s.sistant minister’s daughter and should dare to invite the prestigious King Chu. Additionally, she looked shy and now she was acting differently than before. Mo Xuetong pursed her lips in a smile. “She’s not necessarily bold. There might have been some other hidden reason.”

Luo Mingzhu was slightly dazed and soon realized it. She gently smiled and fixed her eyes on Ling Fengyan sitting next to Fifth Princess. “It seems like Second Miss Ling has lots of barriers to break down before she marries into King Chu’s manor!”

At this time, the sound had died down. That a.s.sistant minister’s daughter gracefully curtsied to Feng Yuxuan on the other side, while Feng Yuxuan also politely bowed back. When she stepped back, the young miss tentatively shot a glance at Ling Fengyan and cautiously kept her distance from the latter.

The second one was Feng Yulei. This time, again, some obscure young lady picked Feng Yulei’s name. Without any excessive request, she only asked Feng Yulei to write a few words for her. Therefore, Feng Yulei directly wrote some words on the spot and had people send it to the miss as a keepsake.

Yunruo, who was sitting by Princess Royal, held the name brochure and walked to Mo Xuetong, asking, “Third Miss Mo, what would you like King Xuan opposite to perform?”

On the other bank, Feng Yuran felt bored and was fiddling with a wine cup by his hand. He slouched on the chair and caught a glimpse of Mo Xuetong on the other side. Suddenly, he raised his lips and put down the wine cup in his hand. He straightened up.

Mo Xuetong gracefully curtsied to Feng Yuran on the other side and smilingly asked, “May His Highness perform a sword dance for us?”

Soon, someone pa.s.sed the words to Feng Yuran, who nodded. His eyes resembled jade, and he required Mo Xuetong’s Qin accompaniment.

Mo Xuetong didn’t refuse and played “A Song of Guangling”. The music was as impressive as river and lake currents and also as grand as the sky. Accompanied by Feng Yuran’s sword dance, the piece left everyone lost in the performance. With his appearance, a sword dance suited Feng Yuran the most. His seductively handsome face, accompanied by the cold lights reflected on the blade, made the snow and other guests fade off into a background behind him.

Along with everyone’s cheer, the two simultaneously stopped.

Feng Yuran wickedly smiled to the other side. Then, he smoothly withdrew his sword, flung it away, and sat down.

His guard took the sword and stood behind him.

Mo Xuetong curtsied again and stepped back.

Afterward, because You Yue’e drew Bai Yihao’s stick, she requested a painting from him.

When the maidservants presented the brochure at the male guests’ table, the sequence was different. This time, they announced the list starting from who first had his stick recorded. Naturally, Feng Yuxuan was again the first.

It turned out that he drew Ling Fengyan’s name. He mildly smiled and only asked Ling Fengyan to write several words for him. Seeing that he only asked for a scroll from her as a courtesy, Ling Fengyan almost failed to keep her smiling and delicate face natural. Then, she could only be so graceful as to have people prepare brush and ink for her and started writing.

On such occasion, if she could impress the audience, she could gain herself a name, which would only add to her charm. However, Feng Yuran only asked her to write, which was not even her forte. Did that mean he was not interested in her? Sitting opposite Feng Yuxuan, for the first time, Feng Yulei reached out to pour a cup of wine for Feng Yuxuan and handed it to him.

Feng Yuxuan smilingly took it and raised the cup, proposing a toast to Feng Yulei. The two drank up together and left the matter unexplained.

A strange and mild atmosphere was flowing between the two as if they wouldn’t be enemies in the future.

Next, Feng Yulei requested another Qin piece from w.a.n.g Xiuxiu. However, after Ling Fengyan’s and Mo Xuetong’s performance, the audience got a little picky. Though w.a.n.g Xiuxiu played it with all her efforts, her performance was given a cool reception.

It was said that Feng Yuran accidentally broke the stick he drew and after it fell onto the ground, even the writing became illegible. Therefore, he was willing to let them skip him and turn to Bai Yihao.

However, those who sat by Feng Yuran had seen it. The showy prince wasn’t clumsy at all. After Bai Yihao refused to exchange sticks with him, he grabbed his stick from the young eunuch and snapped it in two with a wicked smile. Then, he casually flung it to somewhere far away in the snow, leaving a curve in the air.

It would be strange if the writing was still eligible!

Bai Yihao stood up, and his white robe fluttered. His dark hair flew in the wind and was only collected by blue smooth silk cloth. He mildly smiled, looking gorgeous and charming. He appeared n.o.ble and elegant in every way. Every miss opposite all thought he was looking at herself, thus their pink faces all flushed and their hearts raced.