A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

"Today's banquet is held on the water! Madam is truly skillful." The Duchess of Huguo smiled and looked around at the decorations with satisfaction.

Qian Wanyi covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled, but did not deny it.

This attitude, seen by uninformed observers, is tantamount to tacit approval.

"Thank you for your praise, Madam. I am unworthy of such praise."

Feng Jiutian didn't even glance at Qian Wanyi, and went straight to the Duchess of Huguo, agreeing to her request.

"Who is this?"

Lady Huguo looked at the masked Feng Jiutian and asked Qian Wanyi with a puzzled expression.

Qian Wanyi's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered, smiled, and said, "This is Jiutian."

After saying that, he didn't elaborate further.

"Jiutian... isn't she the legitimate daughter of the Feng family?"

"Exactly."

Feng Jiutian nodded slightly, the thin veil covering her face fluttering slightly, making her appear exceptionally lively.

"Ling Fu, is that person your good-for-nothing older sister?"

Li Ji'er, the daughter of the Left Vice Minister, stood beside Feng Lingfu and tugged at her sleeve, asking in a low voice.

Feng Lingfu looked at Feng Jiutian with extreme disgust and said disdainfully, "Ji'er, stop talking. You knew I hated her the most. I have never acknowledged her as my sister."

Why is she wearing a veil?

“You wouldn’t know this,” Feng Lingfu said with a gloating smile. “Her face is disfigured, so she wears a veil because she can’t bear to be seen.”

Li Ji'er seemed about to say something more, but was interrupted by the wife of the Left Vice Minister.

"Judging from what Miss Feng said earlier, you were the one who organized today's banquet?"

The wife of the Left Vice Minister swayed her slightly plump body as she walked out from behind Qian Wanyi, squinting her small eyes as she looked Feng Jiutian up and down, her tone revealing disbelief.

Feng Jiutian's gaze fell on the wife of the Left Vice Minister, and a mocking smile curled up on his lips behind the veil.

She knew this wife of the Left Vice Minister.

According to the original owner's memories, she and Qian Wanyi had always been on good terms, and she had risen from a concubine to a high-ranking official.

Despite being illiterate, she possesses exceptional skills in palace intrigue; she's truly remarkable.

"It's true."

Feng Jiutian's clear and crisp reply was as melodious as flowing water in a valley, making it very pleasant to listen to.

"Don't say that I, as your elder, am bullying you. You, Feng Jiutian, are only fourteen or fifteen years old. You are absolutely incapable of putting on such a grand show. Don't think that Aunt Qian is easy to bully and that you can steal her credit."

The Left Vice Minister's wife curled her lips, fanning herself with her fan, her tone disdainful, expressing her doubt about Feng Jiutian.

Although the Left Vice Minister's wife spoke cryptically, all the other noblewomen present were astute enough to understand her meaning immediately, and they all whispered among themselves, covering their mouths with their handkerchiefs.

Feng Jiutian narrowed his eyes, looking at the Left Vice Minister's wife with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

She's really good at talking; in just a few words, she made it seem like she stole Qian Wanyi's credit.

"Sister, please don't say anymore. I believe Jiutian didn't do it on purpose."

Qian Wanyi stepped forward and took the hand of the Left Vice Minister's wife in a very intimate manner, and her words were even more suggestive.

Feng Jiutian lowered his eyes, looking down at the grass on the ground that hadn't been cleared, a faint killing intent gathering on his face.

The two of them worked together seamlessly, one singing and the other harmonizing.

Qian Wanyi neither openly admitted nor openly denied it, which only made people think that she, as the legitimate daughter, had forced her to not openly admit it.

Ha, do you think she's a pushover?