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

Luo Yurong walked towards her gracefully, with a look of amazement on her face. She pretended to be enthusiastic and pulled her to the middle of the crowd.

"We are playing a poetry game. Miss Feng, would you like to join in a round?" She made the invitation sincerely with clear eyes, as if she was also fascinated by her.

This acting skill is many levels higher than Meng Yao's.

Feng Xili secretly pulled his hand away, but the girl held on so tightly that he couldn't break free for a while.

"Forget about the poetry competition. We compete in it every day in the academy. I don't have the talent of the young master of the Fang family. I'd better not embarrass myself in front of everyone."

Feng Xili smiled and refused. Seeing the flash of disdain in Luo Yurong's eyes, she continued, "Since I was invited here as a student of the academy, why don't you write an inscription for me?"

Luo Yurong froze. Ziyun Academy was well-known, and the students there were all well-read, and their calligraphy skills had been taught by masters, which was something that these young ladies in seclusion could not compare to.

"Okay." She gritted her teeth secretly, but couldn't show her jealousy too obviously.

Then, Feng Xili stepped forward. Someone had already ground the ink for her. After thanking him, she picked up the pen and thought for a moment.

With a twist of the wrist, it's done in one go.

Putting down the pen, she took a few steps back and showed it to everyone generously.

The four big characters "Jie Ao Bu Ji" (unruly) appear on the paper. These four characters indicate a free and unrestrained nature that does not stick to conventions, and she used the cursive font to make it appear more free, unrestrained, and generous.

"I'm sorry for the poor performance. I'm still practicing recently, please don't blame me."

In fact, judging from the calligraphy skills alone, it can be seen that these characters have been painstakingly crafted, but the pursuit of cursive script is agility and strength, and each has its own style.

Feng Xili's performance was neither outstanding nor mediocre, but it still made people feel it was wonderful.

Luo Yurong forced himself to take a few deep breaths and finally suppressed the crazy roar in his heart.

Feng Tianxu was also very excited. Just now, his elder sister secretly winked at him in the crowd, acting naughty and unlike the quiet elder sister before.

He felt something spreading in his heart, warm and continuous.

In order to avoid being troubled, Feng Xili hid in the small world of the top three. Although no one came up to talk to her anymore, she became the target of the girls' criticism.

Woohoo, I told you I shouldn't have come! This is a Hongmen Banquet!

"Senior sister, how did you offend the eldest daughter of the Luo family?" Zuo Feng smiled gloatingly.

Everyone can see that Meng Yao is Luo Yurong's person. She was given a show of power as soon as she entered the door, and then she was forced to perform. It was simply too exciting.

Feng Xili rolled her eyes at him and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

She can just drink tea and eat cakes here, and there are dozens of fruits and candied fruits for her to choose from. Isn't it a pleasure?

The palace is so rich and powerful!

She chatted with them about some unimportant topics. Because of her modern way of thinking, what she said seemed somewhat unorthodox to them. However, after being surprised, they were able to accept it calmly, which made her look at her with new eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you have eyes for what you do? This dress of mine is the most precious treasure in the Jade Treasure Pavilion. Can you afford to pay for it if it's damaged?"

When Feng Xili was about to fall asleep after eating and drinking, a sharp voice came into her ears, which immediately ignited her gossipy heart.

Where did the evil witch come from?

In order to seek some quiet time, the three of them found a pavilion by the clear water early on. Isn't it better to listen to the birds singing and the flowers blooming than to watch those seductive women?

She tilted her head to look at the source of the voice. A girl in a green long dress looked panicked and kept bowing her head to apologize to the woman in front of her who was dressed in silk and satin.

A quick glance would reveal that the quality of the two people's dresses was vastly different. The dress that was said to be the treasure of Yubao Pavilion was a bit exaggerated, but it did look like it was of good quality.

The little girl who kept apologizing looked heroic, with a tough look between her brows, and her appearance lacked the unique gentleness of a woman. It always felt that the dress she was wearing covered up her temperament.

Could this be the descendant of a military family?

Feng Xili thought of Hua Mulan, and suddenly wanted to see how heroic this girl would look if she rode on a horse.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It was my fault. Are you okay, young lady?" The woman in green skirt apologized sincerely, but the treasure that guarded the pavilion refused to give in.

Her eyes, which were not big to begin with, were narrowed at this moment, and she looked up at the sky with an arrogant look.

"What's the use of saying sorry? I can't wear this wrinkled dress anymore. What should I do?" Seeing that there was no one around and the girl in green skirt was alone, the treasure of the pavilion immediately thought of playing a teasing on her.

"I really bumped into you accidentally, and I apologized sincerely. Your skirt isn't damaged, so I don't think there's anything to worry about."

The girl in the green skirt spoke quickly and was about to leave after finishing her words in one breath. Unexpectedly, just as she took two steps, someone grabbed her sleeve and pulled it down. In an instant, the clothes on her shoulders slipped down two inches.

The Bishui Pavilion is located on top of a rockery. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the farther you can see. Therefore, Feng Xili could see and hear clearly what was happening on the side of the treasure guarding the pavilion.

"Fan Lingsi, the daughter of Fan Qing, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, is so arrogant!" Zuo Feng just glanced at her at the beginning and had no interest in the little thoughts of these girls.

Ministry of Revenue? This is a lucrative position. It's really not decent for such a wealthy person to embarrass a little girl.

"Who's the other one?" she asked.

"The youngest daughter of Captain Feng of the East Suburb Camp." Zuo Feng was silent for a moment. When he mentioned Captain Feng, his tone became much heavier.

"What's wrong?" Feng Xili keenly noticed Zuo Feng's depressed mood. What happened to Captain Feng?

"A few years ago, Captain Feng led his troops into battle. Unfortunately, he was killed in action due to an enemy spy infiltrating his army. His two sons, while trying to support him, were ambushed by a traitor on our side and both perished."

Zuo Ran replied with a light sigh. This incident caused a huge uproar in the court at that time. Emperor Qi Zhao was furious. The enemy spies and our traitors had actually gathered together and almost wiped out Captain Feng's entire family.

Now only Mrs. Feng and his youngest daughter Feng Changjun are left in his family. This incident had a bad impact and was not widely circulated among the people.

Now Feng Changjun, an orphan girl, can be invited to participate in the tea and literature banquet. I guess her mourning period has ended. I wonder who is supporting her behind the scenes?

Feng Xili stood up and looked over.

These are the children of martyrs. How could anyone dare to bully them like this?

Feng Changjun pulled back her slipping sleeves tightly and looked at the person who was pulling her with an angry face.

She was surrounded by several people, who were yelling at her to pay compensation, but Fan Lingsi just looked down at her condescendingly and arrogantly.

A young lady next to her whispered something to her, and she raised the corner of her mouth.

He sneered, "So you're Captain Feng's daughter? Your family's ability to mistake the wrong way and the wrong person is probably hereditary. Otherwise, you wouldn't have bumped into me, right?"

Fan Lingsi was hinting at something and what he said was really too much.

Anger flashed in Feng Xili's eyes. Soldiers were respected no matter what era they were in, let alone sacrificing their lives for their country. Even the slightest contempt was not allowed.

"Miss, my family is not guilty. If your dress is really damaged, I will do my best to compensate you." Feng Changjun's face changed in an instant, and his original apology disappeared completely.

"Who do you think you are? Can you afford to pay for Miss Fan's dress?" The little minion next to her pointed at her nose. She was just an orphan, without a father or brother, and with only an empty house. Why was she so arrogant?

"Who do you think you are?" A rhetorical question floated down from the rockery.