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

Captain Feng's family has dedicated themselves to the country and the people. Now they only have one daughter left in the world. If she were to be bullied, it would chill the hearts of many soldiers.

Feng Xili walked slowly down from the rockery, followed by Zuo Feng and the other two.

When these people heard someone else interrupting, they panicked and looked at the person who came.

"Who are you?" Fan Lingsi frowned. Whose lady is this? She looked unfamiliar.

"Who I am is not worth mentioning, but this Miss Feng is the descendant of a martyr, worthy of our respect."

She bowed to Feng Changjun, and the three people behind her also saluted with their fists clasped, their attitudes correct and sincere.

Fan Lingsi rolled his eyes. There are always nosy people everywhere.

"She wasn't looking where she was walking and bumped into me. Was that right? Putting aside the fact that my dress is worth a fortune, the fact that she was in such a hurry and rushed without any rules is a disaster for our entire family!"

Fan Lingsi brushed his sleeves, as if he was very dirty after being touched by her.

"Be careful with your words! Miss, you can't talk about some people and some things casually." Fang Hongjing, who was standing behind Feng Xili, looked at her with a stern gaze, as if she was very dirty.

"What? Do you still want to bully the minority with your numbers?" The little minion next to him shouted. Seeing Fan Lingsi's pale face, he couldn't wait to show off.

Not knowing who was bullying the minority just now, Feng Xili straightened his face and said, "If they really wanted to bully you, what would you do?"

Why waste time talking to this kind of person? If reasoning doesn't work, just confront them!

Which of the three people behind her was not of higher status than her? Even she was one of the most powerful figures in Ziyun Academy.

Would he be afraid of her, a Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?

"You! How dare you!" Fan Lingsi was so angry that he took a step forward and prepared to slap him.

Zuo Ran's expression froze as he watched the show. He pulled her behind him and looked down at Fan Lingsi who was about to bump into his chest.

"You are the one who is so presumptuous!" Are you kidding? Senior Sister was slapped in front of them. Wouldn't their reputation as the top three be ruined?

Fan Lingsi looked up at Zuo Ran, who was a whole head taller than him, and was frightened by the cold aura around him and took a few steps back.

"You! You are such a bully!!" Fan Lingsi bit her lip in grievance, and ran away with her face covered, about to cry.

"Miss Fan, wait for me." Seeing that they couldn't make it, the minions ran after Fan Lingsi.

"Miss, Sir, Changjun is here to greet you. Thank you very much." Feng Changjun bowed without showing too much emotion.

In a pavilion that no one noticed, a pair of smiling eyes appeared from the half-open window.

"I didn't expect that the Prime Minister's daughter is so loyal." A moon-white belt with auspicious cloud pattern flashed past the window.

"I think Miss Chu is quite righteous. She gave me the Liuxian skirt as a gift. To me, it seems like she has other ulterior motives."

A young voice replied from the side, it was actually a young man in gray slave clothes.

"You brat!" The man smiled and shook his head. "I've already made arrangements in the army. If you want to go, go quickly and come back quickly. The empty city plan in Zixiang Palace can't last too long."

"Thank you, Your Highness. Don't worry, I will only investigate the matter and will never affect military affairs." The young man had an ordinary face, and his figure and voice were clearly that of Mu Lanxun, the hostage of the Chu State.

The man waved his hand and left first. Feng Changjun was invited by him personally, so it seemed that he should go to Yunyan Palace to take a look.

Some people have really lived a good life for too long. They may not be aware of the cruelty on the battlefield, but they cannot help but feel awe.

Mu Lanxun walked to the window, looked at the Bishui Pavilion quietly, and thought about her sister and those people.

Thinking of the man who had just stood in front of his sister, he wanted to kick him away.

Feng Xili invited Feng Changjun to go back to Yunyan Palace together. Looking at the time, the tea and banquet should be almost over, and she could finally retire with honor.

Maybe it was because it was almost over, a few of the young ladies from the aristocratic families couldn't contain themselves anymore and came to talk to Zuo Feng and the others with a smile on their faces.

Feng Xili smiled secretly and pulled Feng Changjun away.

She accidentally glanced at a few people gathered around Fan Lingsi, including Luo Yurong and Meng Yao. They kept staring at her with fierce eyes. Her heart sank. Are they trying to cause trouble again?

She frowned and thought, it seemed that hiding her abilities was useless, as there were always people who came to provoke her. In that case, she might as well show off.

She exhaled and whispered a few words to Feng Changjun beside her. She looked at her in surprise and nodded.

Feng Xi left with a smile on her face, okay!

She and Feng Changjun walked towards the outdoor platform, side by side, releasing their aura.

One of them acted like a top-three senior sister, chin in her hand and slightly raised her head, her eyes showing an unusual depth.

After calming down, he looked determined and stepped out of the general's house with the solemnity of a general.

Feng Xili walked to the high platform beside the pavilion, sat down next to a guzheng, and slowly wrapped her artificial nails, not caring at all about the surprised looks of others.

Seeing that the atmosphere around her was almost set, she played a few notes lightly, her fingers flying, but the sound that came out was sharp and piercing.

Several girls who were nearby covered their ears at the same time, while Fan Lingsi and Luo Yurong smiled with a gloating look on their faces.

"Clang!" Feng Xili exerted force and flicked her fingers hard. The ancient and heavy roar unique to the zither suddenly struck everyone's heart.

Then, a sword sound that resounded through the sky burst out from the side.

A green figure holding a long sword made a sword flower and stood on the high platform. Feng Changjun's family was full of loyal heroes. Her father and brothers all died in the battlefield, leaving her alone to guard the huge mansion and feel sad.

You are the long road

Lamps in the foggy mountains

I am a child walking in your eyes

……

As soon as Feng Xili's ethereal and passionate voice came out, the audience fell silent instantly.

She always felt that the song "As Wish" was refreshing, with the sonorous melody and the majestic lyrics making the whole song full of passion.

Every soldier fighting on the battlefield is a hero defending his country. They are willing to sacrifice their lives for their parents, relatives, and future generations. Even if their bones are buried in a foreign land, even if they are separated forever, even if their bones have become thousands of withered bones, they know that every drop of blood they shed and every step they take can be exchanged for future prosperity.

And I will love the world you love

wish your smile

I'm holding your hand hobblingly

please take me to tomorrow

If you were bitter than my sweetness

I want to live your wish

I hope it will not be in vain, I hope to move forward courageously

Every day in this prosperous era...

Her fingers felt a tingling sensation as she played, and her voice was choked with sobs. Feng Changjun's dancing sword flashed before her eyes, as if she saw the heroic soldiers on horseback.

In just half a cup of tea, steam appeared on both of their cheeks. They smiled at each other, and their hearts were full of intimacy.

The people in the audience were shocked beyond words. They seemed to see the scene of heroes fighting bloody battles on the battlefield falling down and standing up one by one.

What is this song? How come I've never heard it before? Playing, singing, and dancing with swords?

Are the two of them going to go to war?

Feng Xili glanced at the stunned crowd below the stage, feeling extremely happy, but suddenly met a pair of familiar eyes.

Hmm? Mumu?