Feng Qingyan took his hand off the piano table and looked at Feng Yunqing with contempt. She, the seventh girl, is just a good-looking man. If she wants to say that she is the best man in the world, she is not bad at all. If she wins the guitar, chess, books, painting, poetry, lyrics, songs, dances, fu, and asks about the ten talents, it is not that she looks down on her, she can't even get anything.

Not only Feng Qingyan thought so, but even the ladies in the capital thought so. Because Feng Yunqing had never attended a big and big banquet in Beijing for so many years. Every time she appeared, she would not be to attend a banquet, but to take over the beauty.

It seemed that at this moment, everyone remembered the true nature of a fairy sitting high in front of them on the second jade stairs. But even so, the look of her eyes was no longer resentment and disgust, but her eyes were filled with lament.

Such a woman has to wash her hands, but the man who is lucky enough to be with her is not her. Almost every man present had such a feeling. But she even sighed that she could not win these ten titles at all, and was destined to be sad and could not hold the beauty back.

Everyone suspected that this was the old emperor deliberately made things difficult for the storm.

Hearing the old emperor's words, Lan Xiaoqing's drooping eyelashes blinked lightly, and Mei Ruxue's phoenix eyes flashed with a strange color. Ruan Yunlou was stunned, and his eyes looked at Feng Yunqing at the first time. Liu Xiang's numbness finally seemed to be alive, and there was a hint of vitality on her charming and handsome face. Chu Zhaoyan was still asleep, Chu Yuanxi looked at Feng Yunqing, and Junyan was still deep.

"How? Seventh Girl!" The old emperor raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Yunqing without any joking.

Blinking gently, then blinking again, Feng Yunqing's eyes turned around and glanced around the expressions of the people in the hall in a blink of an eye, from Lan Xiaoqing's face to Mei Ruxue's face, to Ruan Yunlou, Liu Xiangcan, Chu Zhaoyan who was sleeping loudly, Chu Yuanxi with a handsome and gloomy face, to Feng Qingyan's disdainful face, Wang Lingran's mocking face, Chu Qing's frowning face, Mu Qianjiao's confused face...

Then he raised his bare hands and drank the wine in the cup in one go. Feng Yunqing looked at the old emperor with a gentle and soft voice: "Master! Didn't you deliberately make things difficult for Yunqing?"

"Seventh girl! I haven't made things difficult for you. It's not so easy to keep a beautiful woman." The old emperor's face remained unchanged and said lightly.

"Ten Prizes..." Feng Yun sighed softly, and his little face was flushed with the smoky redness of the drunkenness, and his eyes were even more glorious. The many young men in the audience couldn't help but swallowed their saliva and looked at her obsessively.

"Yes! Ten noble titles! I keep my word!" The old emperor's old eyes flashed across Feng Yunqing's little face, and she was not afraid of her eyes. Her eyes swept across Yu Jin. He saw him still lowering his head slightly and sitting quietly, nodding and saying, "Do you dare?"

"Your Majesty! Are you really sure you are not bullying Yun Qing? Why do I feel very similar?" Feng Yun Qing put the wine glass on the table, and his little red face looked at the old emperor with a dim eyes.

"Qing'er! What are you saying? Why don't you apologize to the emperor!" Concubine De immediately looked at Feng Yunqing angrily.

The old emperor waved his hand and stopped Concubine De. He still looked at Feng Yunqing's little face, his voice was majestic and gentle: "Seven Girls! You can choose to give up!"

"If I give up, I won't be able to hold the beauty back..." Feng Yunqing opened his little face and felt bitter. He reached out and picked up the jade pot on the table, and gently filled it with fine wine, his voice seemed sad and resentful.

It turns out that this old man is not easy to deal with! Isn’t this forced her? Ten titles... Feng Yunqing remembered that it would be difficult to deal with the dead fox, let alone others. If she is sure to get one or two of them, these ten titles... were thrust hard in her heart...

"Not bad!" the old emperor nodded.

"Then please ask the emperor, if I can't hold the beauty back, what will Yu Jin do?" Feng Yunqing picked up the wine glass, feeling that Yu Jin's body became stiff again the moment the old emperor spoke, and asked with a pursed lips.

"Become a monk!" the old emperor spoke.

"Become a monk... I can't bear to bear such a beauty..." Feng Yunqing immediately shook his head. This old man was too wasteful. Such a beautiful beauty, although she looked good after shaved, she turned her eyes and swept over the three-foot black hair covering half of her face, shaking her head even more.

"Since I can't bear to give up, then that's it!" The old emperor took over and said decisively.

"Wait, Master, these ten noble titles are not just a joke." Feng Yunqing's face was a little pale. It seemed that this old man was really here.

"When did I say I was having fun with you?" The old emperor raised his eyebrows again.

"Will others allow me to help me?" Feng Yunqing said immediately. His eyes looked at the ten prepared desks, and his scalp was a little numb. She had learned these things, but they were not sure. Because they had never been revealed in front of others. After ten years of knowing each other, even Mei Ruxue, the dead fox. She has been busy catching handsome men in Zangjiao Pavilion over the years. Although it is said that Fengyue, she has never had such leisure! Isn't this a bit of a rush to put it on the shelves?

"No!" the old emperor said decisively again.

"Where is Yu Jin? You won't be sure, right?" Feng Yunqing's face turned pale again, and then without waiting for the old emperor to speak, he said again: "He is also the person involved. My emperor is wise and must respect other people's personality!"

Personality? The old emperor seemed to hear this word quite fresh. Then he fixed his eyes on Yu Jin, looked at Feng Yun with a light look, and slowly spoke for a while: "Only help me once! And you can't go on stage alone!"

"Can you lose it?" Feng Yunqing said in discussion. Ten challenges were too great. If Lan Xiaoqing, Mei Ruxue, Liu Xiangcan and Ruan Yunlou were not sitting in the hall, she would still have some confidence.

"No!" The old emperor shook his head immediately.

Damn! This old man really had a fight with him! Feng Yunqing suddenly felt hatred in his heart. He felt almost all the eyes in the hall were gathering on her. Yu Jin's body was stiff beside her, and inexplicably made her feel a sad feeling.

My heart hurts a little, a little numb, and I can't explain what else. Feng Yunqing's mind was a little confused, and his hand holding the wine glass was stiff. Challenge? The difficulty is not ordinary. If you don't challenge it, then you can't watch Yu Jin be forced to become a monk, right? Even if you don't become a monk, it seems that the old emperor would not let him go at all.

This is obviously telling her that it would cost her to steal people from him.

Ugh, God! Feng Yunqing's headache became aggravated. The sad and cool color around Yu Jin became stronger and stronger. Feng Yunqing couldn't help but turn his head to look at him. Is such a peerless person going to let him destroy the dust after seeing the light only once today?

Of course it is absolutely impossible.

Fengyun slowly raised his head, and for the first time, he swept across everyone's face in the hall without any impurities. Finally, he set his eyes on the old emperor's face.

The old emperor was also watching Feng Yunqing. For a moment, Feng Yunqing felt that he and the old man opposite were watching the fog through the clouds, and the more he looked, the more confused he became. It seemed that from yesterday to today, this cause and effect would be the same as this feast was specially created for her. She was waiting for her to get into his trap step by step.

But she really had to do it. She was unwilling to give up every step, but she had to let her voluntarily. For the first time, Feng Yunqing felt that the old emperor in Nanyang was really a character!

The hall was quiet again, and Qianren seemed to be unable to feel a breath. This seemed to be in a deadlock, Feng Yunqing found that he had no way out now.

Without a bone-broken cold, where can the fragrance of plum blossoms come from?

Fengyun Qingxin became fierce and drank the wine in the white jade cup again. The cup was placed on the table and made a crisp sound. Her voice resounded like water in the hall: "Okay! Today, Fengyun Qing is the rainy weather, and if you fail, you will be a good person! If you win, the emperor will not regret it. I will give you a marriage! If you lose, I will become a monk with him!"

After saying that, a sniffle suddenly sounded in the hall. Yu Jin raised his head in disbelief and looked at Feng Yunqing. His eyes as clear as a spring surging. His whole body was trembling slightly, as if it was not his own.

Fengyunqing's stunning little face was unprecedentedly lively as water. Her white clothes were as water, and her black hairs were as forged. Dan Zhu's lips were tightly pursed, her eyes were bright and bright, and her whole person was blooming with a special brilliance that was not inferior to Yujin at that moment.

At this moment, the wind and clouds were not only imprinted in Yu Jin's heart, but also in everyone's heart in the hall. Disdain was as wind Qingyan and mocked as Wang Lingran, and they all stared at her in a daze. There was only one sentence in my mind, this woman was crazy!

Lan Xiaoqing's face, as if she was like a poem, turned into a painting of ink. In addition to black, it was white, and transparent white. It seemed that he would disappear by accident.

Mei Ruxue pursed her lips tightly and looked at Feng Yunqing. Is this woman still the one she has known for ten years? She laughed, scolded, unruly, lustful, and playful... At this moment, he suddenly felt confused. He either understood too deeply or didn't understand it.

The chopsticks that Ruan Yunlou had picked up for Mu Qianjiao were already tightly held. The wine in the glass was overturned on the table without knowing it. The palace maid and eunuch beside him were all fixed on Feng Yunqing's body. No one noticed it. Mu Qianjiao didn't pay attention, but just looked at Feng Yunqing, and couldn't believe that this woman was so decisive.

Liu Xiangcan transformed into a statue again. At this moment, he hoped that the man beside Feng Yunqing was him. Even if he died immediately, he would be willing.

Chu Yuanxi's gloomy Junyan was completely shocked and angry. He stood up in the silent hall of thousands of people and rose up, and blue veins popped out in his hand: "The wind and clouds are light! You can eat food randomly! You can't talk randomly!"
Chapter completed!