Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Prime Minister's House.

Prime Minister Fenglin Shang was on vacation at home today, and a servant brought him an invitation.

"Prime Minister, it was sent from the Rongxuan Palace."

Feng Linshang put down the paintbrush in his hand and looked up in confusion. It was said that Chu Beiling was going to marry off his two sons at the same time. This really set a precedent for double happiness in Ya'an City.

Now that the wedding day has not arrived yet, why is he making such a fuss?

A tea and literature banquet? Feng Linshang looked at the invitation in his hand. It invited Feng Tianxu, the legitimate son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, to attend a tea and literature banquet to be held in the Rongxuan Palace in two days.

Feng Linshang smiled knowingly. Thinking about Tianxu's recent hard training, he felt overwhelmed. It would be good to let him go out to change his mood.

"Go get it for Tianxu." After saying that, he walked back to the table and continued to paint his birdsong and flowers.

Today, Feng Xili stayed in her own yard, drinking tea, reading books, practicing calligraphy, and felt like she was living a retired life.

"Miss, what are you writing?" Lai Xiang stretched her neck to look at the table and handed her a cup of tea.

After taking a sip, she frowned, "When will Fenfang come back?" The two girls' tea-making skills were average, but Fenfang's tea was still the best.

"Sister Fenfang said she was delayed by something and will be back two days late." Lai Ye said as he brought her a few more plates of pastries.

She found it funny to see Lai Xiang wrinkling her nose and studying the musical notation she wrote, with an expression as if she was reading a book of incomprehensible to her.

"If you have nothing to do, practice your fingers. Go get my zither." She pinched a few pieces of cake. She had slept well in the past two days and was in a good mood today, so she might as well cultivate her sentiments.

Feng Tianxu, who had just walked into Lanshang Garden, heard a burst of intermittent piano sounds, mixed with the laughter of Feng Xili and the maid.

His face warmed up. Whenever he heard his elder sister's voice, it felt refreshing, and even the aches and pains in his body disappeared a lot.

As I stepped onto the stairs, what came into view was Feng Xili's soft profile. She lowered her head to look at the strings of the zither, plucking them from time to time, and whispered to Lai Xiang and Lai Ye, and then they all laughed together.

This scene is so warm. It would be great if elder sister could stay in the mansion with him forever. Feng Tianxu's heart moved, and the idea that came to his mind scared himself.

"Tian Xu? Why are you here?" Feng Xili inadvertently saw him standing at the door in a daze, and waved to him with a bright face.

"Sister, what are you busy with?" Feng Tianxu suppressed the horrified thoughts in his mind. His sister was the only young lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it was impossible for her to stay in the mansion forever.

He walked towards her, bringing in a breath of heat.

So, Feng Tianxu successfully got another meal from her.

"Sister, do you have anything to do in a couple of days? There is a tea party at Rong Xuan Palace. Can you accompany me?" Then he looked at her expectantly.

Tea and literature banquet? I seemed to have heard Jiuyi mention it before. The guests invited were all young men and young ladies from aristocratic families. It seemed that my status was not among them.

Alas~ the evil feudal society.

"Chawenyan?" She looked at Tianxu's face full of anticipation and really couldn't bear to refuse him.

"Sorry, Tianxu, I may not be able to go. I've had some pain in my waist these past few days, and I'm planning to go see the ghost doctor tomorrow to check out my injury."

This statement was reasonable and logical. Feng Tianxu's face instantly fell and he sat there dejectedly.

"Sister...then I don't want to go either!" He slumped over the table in an ungraceful manner, and his fingers accidentally knocked over a cup of hot tea, which burned him so much that he quickly retracted his hand.

Feng Xili immediately pulled out a silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the water off his hands. The distressed look in her eyes made him feel as if his chest was also burned.

"It's a little red. How about applying some burn ointment?" She frowned and looked at the slightly red back of her hand, and was about to call Lai Xiang.

"No, no! Sister, it's just a burn, it's okay." Feng Tianxu held his forehead and laughed. This was too much of an exaggeration.

The two chatted for a while longer, then he got up and headed back. On the way, he was still trying to figure out what excuse he could come up with for not going. Should he hurt himself? No, that wouldn't be worth it. Should he feign illness?

"You guys go down, I'm going to take a nap." Feng Xili stretched and slowly walked back to the inner room.

The afternoon wind was a little hot, making people drowsy, but Feng Xili was very energetic at the moment. She hadn't looked for Mu Mu in the past two days, and she didn't know how that person dealt with it that night?

She gently opened the door and listened for a while, but there were only birds singing and cicadas chirping.

She grinned, walked happily towards the rockery, her skirt fluttering, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But she didn't notice that Feng Tianxu, who had returned, was standing in the corridor leading to her Lanshang Garden. He looked at her in surprise and then disappeared after she entered the rockery.

With joyful steps, she pushed open Mu Lanxun's door and called out, "Mu Mu! Are you there?"

Mu Lanxun had heard her footsteps early in the morning, and now when he heard the joy in her voice, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm here. I haven't been running around outside." He stood by the bookshelf and watched her walk towards him with light.

"What are you looking at?" She stretched her head to look at the book in his hand, but saw him close his palms and the book stood up with a "snap".

"Do you want to see the direction and secrets of the Chu royal family?" Mu Lanxun said frankly, not caring at all that Feng Xili knew the information he had worked so hard to collect.

She was stunned, and once again realized that Mu Mu was a prince, and the most favored prince of the Chu Kingdom. Maybe he could even ascend to the Nine Cauldrons in the future...

Oh my goodness! I'm an acquaintance of a country's royal family!

"Come, sit down and have a rest." She patted the seat opposite and pushed a cup of tea over there, as if she wanted to talk in detail.

"Sister, is there something wrong?" He brought over a basket from the table next to him. Inside were several plates of fruit, some grapes, oranges, etc., mostly watermelons and peaches.

"What happened to the man who attacked you that night?" She went straight to the point, sincerely feeling that the man would not have a good end.

Mu Lanxun glanced at her, his eyes slightly gloomy, but he still sat down and handed her a few pages of secret letters.

"You'll understand after you read it." He took out the fruit plate and placed it next to her, and then poured her some tea.

My sister seems to be in good spirits today. The ghost doctor once said that there is poison in her body. Although it is not serious, I still feel uneasy about this hidden danger.

It's a pity that we still haven't found out who it was and why did they poison us?

Maybe I'm looking in the wrong direction?

Feng Xili took the secret letter and read it carefully twice. She didn't expect that Cang Jue's life experience was so sad. However, his master was too abominable. He just wanted to accept a disciple, so was there any need to force him to do so?

She suddenly remembered the person in the Nine-clothed Carriage on the night of Qixi Festival. Could it be that Cang Jue? Then wouldn't they be half-siblings?

Both of them were immersed in their own thoughts. There was a knock on the door, and Yuan Ri reported: "Master, Cang Jue wants to see the young lady."

Who?

Who wants to see me?