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Little maidservant brought over a bowl of warm pumpkin congee with a few honey beans embedded on it.

Feng Yaohua thought it was First Madame, but when she raised her head to look over, First Madame wasn't looking at her. Instead, she was whispering something to maidservant, who was beside her.

Just as he was about to retract his gaze, he saw Nangong Chen smile at him and gesture a "please" with his hand.

Feng Yaohua rolled her eyes without caring about her image and pretended to be elegant and graceful. Where did she go last night? He looked very dignified.

Nangong Chen disapproved of Feng Yaohua's cold expression and even raised his glass towards her.

When Heelian Ze, who was beside Nangong Chen, saw this scene, his eyes swept across Feng Yaohua and Feng Yingluo, and he immediately came up with an idea. At this age, women would either weave flowers and play with birds, or privately discuss things like husband.

If he got Feng Yaohua, Lord State Advisor would stand by his side no matter what.

Thinking of this, Heelian Ze revealed a confident smile.

Seeing Feng Yingluo's expression, the fool decided to use it to provoke Feng Yaohua. He made up his mind and stood up, cupping his hands towards Old Madam Feng, "I've long heard that the young miss of your mansion has many talents. May I have a look?"

Feng Yingluo was still worrying about how to get Heelian Ze to notice her. Hearing that, before Old Madam Feng could decline, Feng Yingluo immediately stood up and replied, "His Highness the Crown Prince is too courteous. Feng Yingluo is about to perform a Phoenix Nest Dance."

When Aunt Ying heard this, the smile on her face froze.

They said that they would perform the Hundred Birds Rising Phoenix to attract Nangong Chen's attention. The Hundred Birds Rising Phoenix had practiced it more than a hundred times, and it was even safer. Feng Yingluo never expected that in order to show off, she would have to dance; she had practiced the Phoenix Nest Dance twice.

"Phoenix Dancing?" I heard that the dance has been lost for a long time, Feng Yingluo is really talented. If I am able to see it today, I will die alone without regrets. " Heelian Ze laughed.

Although Feng Yaohua didn't know what had happened, she knew that things weren't going well when she saw Lady Aunt Ying's expression.

Seeing Feng Qingyu's calm expression, Feng Yaohua understood even more clearly that Feng Qingyu had always been interested in the most influential people. It was most likely her who had told Feng Yingluo about this matter.

After all, Feng Yingluo and her mother had always been stupid beyond compare. They were the best knives in Feng Qingyu and her daughter's hands, and they would stab wherever they were told.

However, Feng Yingluo was ambitious. She was in a hurry to show off her skills in front of Heelian Ze.

Very quickly, Feng Yingluo changed into a new dancing dress. It was a white dress with very long sleeves. There was a wide red ribbon tied around her waist, tying her waist tightly.

Phoenix Nest Dance was a story about an ancient war between female war gods and the barbarians. The entire dance was filled with power and beauty. The difficulty was extremely high. As time passed, because it was too difficult, it became lost.

Although it was lost outside, it was reconstructed by Feng Qingyu in her previous life. Feng Qingyu and Feng Yaohua had also learned from her. Although they didn't jump very well, they were more than enough to beat Feng Yingluo.

Feng Yaohua and Hua Yin looked at each other, clearly seeing the ridicule in each other's eyes.

Nangong Chen had been staring at Feng Yaohua the whole time and naturally saw this scene as well. Although he was angry at Heelian Ze for being rude just now and making the dignified young miss act like a talented person, but seeing Feng Yaohua's smile, Nangong Chen did not feel like Heelian Ze had gone overboard.

Very soon, Feng Yingluo began to dance. With the musicians' drumbeats getting faster and faster, she flipped and jumped, her skirt flapped in the air, and her sleeves and ribbons fluttered in the wind. She looked like a painting, gentle and beautiful.

Feng Yaohua shook her head. Feng Yingluo had obviously been a dancer for many years, but she didn't have any sense of strength. She didn't show any of the implications of this Phoenix Nest Dance.

Seeing Feng Yaohua shake her head, Nangong Chen became even more excited. He wished he could make Feng Yaohua dance like a phoenix. He had spent a lot of effort to understand Feng Yaohua.

Thinking of this, a meaningful look flashed across Nangong Chen's eyes.

The drumbeats were getting faster and faster. Feng Yaohua's sharp eyes noticed that the sweat on Feng Yingluo's face was making her makeup red. It landed on her white dancing dress and made her blush. Feng Yingluo's steps also became more and more unstable. She was almost unable to hold on any longer.

Just as Feng Yaohua finished her thoughts, she saw Feng Yingluo trip over her sleeves and slip to the ground. Her snow-white dress was about to split open.

Feng Yaohua stood up and hurried forward. She wrapped Feng Yingluo in her cloak and passed it to Aunt Ying, who had rushed over to save the situation.

Feng Yingluo hatefully spat at Feng Yaohua and said in a low voice, "I want you to pretend to have good intentions." "What a scheming mind."

Feng Yaohua shook her head helplessly. She had really only reacted subconsciously, Feng Yingluo's clothes were about to be ripped apart. It was such a disgrace to be in front of an outsider, how would others view Feng Mansion?

What Feng Yingluo knew was that in order to look good, her clothes were too tight, and she was dancing intensely, which was why she accidentally split open. What Feng Yingluo did not know was that in order to look good, she was wearing too tight, which was why she was dancing intensely.

It's fine if Feng Yingluo doesn't appreciate his kindness.

"Miss Yaohua's speed is really fast. As expected of the descendant of Hua Family, I admire you." Although Heelian Ze said those words of praise, no matter how you looked at it, it sounded like sarcasm. He didn't even know how to praise others. How stupid was he?

"That lady just now couldn't do it, the Phoenix Nest Dance was about the deeds of the ancient female war gods, she needed the beauty of power, Yaohua is a descendant of Hua Family, her skills seem to be pretty good, why not Miss Yaohua dance for a bit?" Nangong Chen looked expectantly at Feng Yaohua.

Everyone cheered and cheered.

Feng Yaohua initially didn't want to show off and was forced to show off, but when the others weren't paying attention, she glared at Nangong Chen. Even though they had allied themselves, how could they still know how to make things difficult for her?

Nangong Chen did not think so and raised his eyebrows in interest. He wanted to suppress his little sister's limelight. What a good opportunity to show his face.

"Since Master has requested it, I shall dance for a bit. However, I don't have a dancing dress, so I'll just do it. Let's see how things go then." As Feng Yaohua spoke, she pulled over a few white drapes that hung in the banquet hall and tied one end around her waist while holding the other.

Everyone who understood the dance looked at Feng Yaohua in astonishment, not knowing how confident she actually was. Previously, she had never heard Fifth Miss learn dancing before, and the looser the dress, the easier it was.

But to be chosen by the State Advisor, it must be a skill that others do not know of.

The soft white curtain in her hands was flung aside like a flexible whip. She had just returned from this lifetime and the poison in her body had yet to be dispelled. Her body was still extremely weak, but with her previous life's experience as a foundation, this dance might be a little strenuous, but it was not too difficult.