The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Emperor Qinglong, who was sitting on the high throne, was in his prime. Not only was his posture upright and not greasy at all, but his complexion was radiant and his voice was as loud as a bell. It seemed that time had been kind to him, making him even more charming like a mature man.

After a thunderous roar of "Long Live the Emperor", Emperor Qinglong laughed heartily and asked everyone to take their seats. Then he said to an empty seat below him in a very good mood: "Why hasn't the Imperial Master appeared yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a crescent-shaped white gown floated down from the sky, and the petals falling in the wind seemed to be a road paved for him to welcome him.

The man was extraordinary and otherworldly, like a banished immortal, and his thin and well-defined face was so handsome that it didn't look like that of an ordinary human. Everyone was so stunned by the man in front of them that they forgot to breathe.

The man sat down gracefully, and Emperor Qinglong smiled: "Wentian, everyone in my Jin'an Dynasty is waiting for you to come out."

This man who looked like a banished immortal was none other than the Imperial Master Song Wentian.

Song Wentian chuckled calmly, "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

The appearance of Song Wentian instantly brought the banquet to a climax. Just thinking that their daughter would soon become the disciple of this god-like figure, Song Shaozhang and his wife were filled with pride. Especially the envious or jealous glances from those around them made them feel honored.

Zhao Yunxuan also felt proud: "Mu Xue, did you see that? Everyone is envious of you!"

Song Muxue took her arm intimately and said, "You can come to the Imperial Master's Mansion often in the future!"

"Really?"

"Of course, I will tell my master and fellow brothers that you are my best friend."

Although she won't be as lucky as Song Muxue, as long as she can get married to the Imperial Master, she will definitely be able to find a good match in the future.

People around who heard their conversation were also envious of Zhao Yunxuan, but after all, she was Song Muxue's close friend.

If they had known this would happen, they should have interacted more with Song Muxue. It would be too shameful to get close to her now.

Song Muxue enjoyed this feeling of superiority very much. She also understood that her status would be completely different from today on.

Everyone was looking forward to Song Wentian officially accepting a disciple, but he seemed to have forgotten about it and never mentioned it, and he drank leisurely and calmly with Emperor Qinglong.

The people in Ningguo Mansion were also getting anxious. The Duke's wife asked Shen Zhikang in a low voice, "What's going on, Imperial Master?"

Today, Song Muxue becomes the disciple of the Imperial Master. Her son can then ask the Emperor for permission to marry her, and their Duke’s Mansion can then prosper!

Duke Ningguo suppressed his impatience and said, "Wait a little longer."

But the Sixth Prince Ye Xuanrong couldn't wait any longer.

But my mother said that if Song Muxue could not become the disciple of the imperial teacher, she would not be qualified to become the wife of the prince.

He has always known his cousin's feelings, and he likes his cousin-in-law Song Muxue very much. It is rare for the two of them to have come to this point, so he must help them no matter what.

"Why didn't you meet your disciple on such an important day when the Imperial Master came out of seclusion?"

Emperor Qinglong was somewhat displeased at first as their pleasant conversation was interrupted, but when he saw that it was his most beloved youngest son, he put away the majestic anger on his face.

"Yes, Wentian, where are your four disciples?"

Emperor Qinglong said happily: "I heard that you are finally willing to let your precious disciple come down from the mountain and enter the world."

Speaking of his beloved disciple, Song Wentian finally showed the warmth of the world: "That child has been spoiled by me, and she has three brothers to protect her. I have to let her come to this world to experience the dangers of the world."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but everyone felt that when the State Master said the words “the world is dangerous”, he seemed to be gritting his teeth.

The Queen was also full of curiosity about the young lady from the Imperial Master's Mansion: "I heard that the young lady also entered the palace today, why is she not here?"

Prince Chen was seriously injured and unconscious, and the Wenyuan Marquis's Mansion took the initiative to cancel the engagement. The Queen should not be in the mood to attend the Spring Banquet. Even if she forced herself to come, she should look haggard. But today the Queen still looks beautiful and dignified, as if nothing had happened.

Song Wentian shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of doting: "She's upset because I didn't bring her the plum blossom wine from Shengyun Mountain. She'll be fine in a while."

Leaving the emperor and empress aside and waiting, Song Wentian spoke lightly about it, as if it was a very ordinary matter.

The Emperor, Empress, and Queen Mother all took it lightly. Emperor Qinglong even tolerantly teased, "This is my little daughter's mentality. In a few years, she won't act like a spoiled child and throw a tantrum with your master anymore."

The Queen also agreed and echoed: "Girls are like this. What's more, the eldest daughter has been in the extraordinary place of Saint Cloud Mountain. It is natural that she is not familiar with worldly affairs."

So this is the privilege of the eldest daughter of the Imperial Master’s Mansion?

Song Muxue clenched her fists, wanting to become a member of the Imperial Master's Mansion more and more urgently.

The glory that should have belonged to Song Muxue was snatched away by that young lady who had never shown up. Ye Xuanrong already had a very bad impression of that young lady.

Ye Xuanrong brought the topic back again: "I heard that when the Imperial Master came out of seclusion a few days ago, he accepted another disciple who is extremely talented and good-looking. This is really cause for celebration."

"Oh?" Song Wentian did not comment.

But when Emperor Qinglong heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then looked at Song Wentian in confusion.

Ye Xuanrong apparently did not notice the fleeting change in Emperor Qinglong's expression, but Concubine Shen saw it.

She clearly remembered that Emperor Qinglong had just said that the Imperial Master would come out of retreat today. Then who was the person who had come out of retreat a few days ago and accepted disciples, causing a sensation in the city?

Based on her understanding of Emperor Qinglong, she knew there must be something fishy about the Imperial Master accepting a disciple, but by the time she wanted to stop her son, it was too late.

Ye Xuanrong still said what everyone expected: "And the news from the Imperial Master's Mansion is that the Imperial Master will officially accept him as his last disciple today."

Shen Zhikang keenly noticed the abnormality, and he also wanted to figure out the reason for Song Wentian's ambiguous attitude.

So he also stood up and said: "The Sixth Prince is right, Imperial Master, why don't you let us see the grace of your disciple."

Song Wentian leaned sideways, but it did not hinder his extraordinary temperament at all: "I would like to ask the Sixth Prince and Master Shen, who did I accept as my disciple?"

The banquet scene was dead silent for a moment, then became restless again. The Imperial Master was clearly denying that he had accepted Song Muxue as his disciple!

The scrutiny and suspicion of the crowd made the Song family feel uneasy. Song Shaozhang was the first to stand up and bow: "It is a blessing for the Imperial Master to accept my daughter as a disciple, and it is also an honor for our entire mansion."

Song Wentian still only asked without answering: "Your daughter is...?"

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple."

Song Muxue walked over gracefully and bowed gracefully under the gaze of everyone. She was elegant and decent, with nothing to criticize.

But Song Wentian acted as if he didn't hear it and asked casually, "Who are you?"