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Yun Weiyang nodded her head in understanding, then said, "This person's eyes are too sharp, like a pool of stagnant water, without any life. Being looked at by him feels like a thousand cuts!"

Feng Xue Han's hand that was drinking stopped, and looked at Yun Weiyang with a bit of astonishment. This was the first time he had heard Yun Weiyang criticize someone, even though such an evaluation was really hard to come by.

Yun Weiyang's gaze turned to look at the crown prince of the State of Yun, Feng Haoyu. He was dressed in a warm white brocade robe with golden hairpins, he was as elegant as a pine tree, his eyes were clear and handsome, his two sword-like eyebrows were brimming with a heroic spirit, just that between his delicate and pretty brows revealed a sense of grandeur that did not match it. Yun Weiyang sneered in his heart as he looked at the confident expression on Feng Haoyu's face, the so-called, the higher you stand, the more you fall down, what you have done to Feng Han, I will return the interest today.

At this time, a voice that was neither warm nor cold rang in Yun Weiyang's ears. Her body froze, her eyes narrowed slightly, and after staying silent for a moment, she put down the wine cup in her hand, and spoke to Feng Xue Han beside her: "Han, I'm going out for a while!"

Hearing this, Feng Xue Han didn't ask any further, and said lightly: "Go and come back as soon as possible!" After Yun Weiyang left, a pair of ice-cold purple eyes swept towards the empty spot where a person was seated. The hand holding the wine cup tightened, and in the end, he placed the wine cup on the table, letting out a sigh that only he could hear.

Arriving at the corridor, Yun Weiyang saw a man dressed in black silk clothing standing at the foot of the corridor, his golden eyes seemed to have seen something, but also seemed to have not seen anything. Although it was a simple black silk dress, it could not hide his heroic appearance, his handsome features seemed to be carved out of fine jade, with distinct edges and beautiful lines.

"What is it?" Yun Weiyang stood beside Dongfang Zichao, looking into the distance with her clear and calm eyes. She had never liked to beat around the bush, so naturally, Dongfang Zichao did not find her at the banquet to enjoy the scenery.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Zizhao turned his gaze away from the crowd to look at Yun Weiyang who was by his side. Actually, Yun Weiyang's appearance was not peerless, and it was not as if there were none in the world who were more beautiful than her. However, such a person exuded a faint coldness, a faint estrangement, a faint elegance, and a faint nobility.

Dong Fang Zhirong withdrew his gaze and said, "You shouldn't have come to today's banquet." The gentle voice was no longer distant like before, it was like a warm breeze bringing up delicate petals, causing one to be unable to help but want to hold it in one's hand.

On Dongfang Zichao's body, Yun Weiyang could not feel any malice from him, and what was more, this seemingly careless sentence carried a faint hint of worry. Letting out a light sigh, Yun Weiyang said: "I have no other choice!"

For a moment, the air was silent. One could only feel the warm summer night breeze caressing one's face, as if a pair of gentle hands were caressing it, bringing with it a touch of sadness and warmth. On both sides of the road, there were mimosa trees.

"Thank you for that day!" From Ina, she more or less knew some things about Bi Xian. Being unable to find her brother had always been a deep regret in Bi Xian's heart, and now that he knew that her brother was safe and sound in this world, he could forget about it. Bi Wei was young, but he had a very cold appearance, and looking at his brother's aura, Yun Weiyang was very happy from the bottom of his heart.

"It's really hard to hear thanks from your mouth!" Dong Fang Zhirong's lips curled up into a helpless smile. After being beaten up like that by his two brothers and getting injured in the end, he really didn't dare to accept this kind of thanks.

Yun Weiyang was startled, this was the first time she had seen Dongfang Zi's smile, although the two of them did not interact much, but in her eyes, the seemingly humble and courteous him was actually extremely cold. It was just that Dongfang Zichao was good at hiding his real self, unlike Feng Xue Han, who was cold, and emotionless.

"I understand what happened today!" Holding back his emotions, Yun Weiyang spoke with an indifferent tone: "However, we are enemies now. Behind you is Chenguo, while behind me is my position. When the time comes, I will not show any mercy!" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the banquet, leaving only his slim back.

"Is that so?" Dong Fang Zhirong stared straight at Yun Weiyang's back, and only after her figure had completely disappeared did he turn around, his usually gentle and distant face showing a little sadness, sorrow, and helplessness. She was right, they were enemies, he had no position nor right to stand up and speak for her, maybe it would be best if he didn't say anything, because that kind of trouble wouldn't exist.

Returning to the banquet, Yun Weiyang saw a person standing next to Feng Xuehan. This person was a beautiful fairy like woman. Her eyebrows were like spring eyebrows, and her eyes were like autumn water.

She was dressed in a colorful dress with white plum blossoms embroidered on the hem. She tied her slender waist with a colorful brocade belt and tied her black hair into a bun. She only wore a plum blossom white jade hairpin.

Yun Weiyang's eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness, she walked up to Feng Xue Han as if she did not see him, and swept her gaze to Ruo Li whose expression was a little ugly. Yun Weiyang laughed: "This lady, have you walked into the wrong place?" As he spoke, he noticed the barrier set up by Feng Xue Han and the corner of his mouth lifted into a smile. This person's way of doing things really fit his style.

The long eyelashes drooped down, concealing the glimmer in her eyes. Ruo Li smiled, trying her best to sound calm: "I'm just here to say hello!" After she finished speaking, she looked at him from start to finish without saying a single word, and not even a single glance landed on her. Her heart was filled with pain, Feng Xue Han, in your heart, is there really no room for other people?

"Is the greeting done?" Yun Weiyang's voice was cold, she turned and sat down, and then threw out a few words, "Please do not cross over Miss Ruo Li!"

When her words reached this point, staying any longer would only bring about trouble. Suppressing the emotions in her heart, Ruo Li said faintly, "Xue Han, I'll go back first!"

Waiting until Ruo Li had left, Feng Xue Han asked indifferently: "Finished talking?"

"Yes!" Yun Weiyang responded: "It looks like today, other than the Southern Dynasty, the other four nations are all waiting to see a good show of mine!" He lightly tapped his temples with his finger, and laughed: "I, Yun Weiyang, have a lot of face, to actually work so hard to gather so many people, even if you drag me down, do they think they can touch you? How ridiculous! "

"No one can touch you!" Feng Xue Han said with certainty and determination.

Feeling warm in his heart, Yun Weiyang laughed: "I know, with you here, naturally no one will be able to touch me!" She had been a famous assassin in her previous life, yet now she was seeking protection. However, she was willing to go through with it.

Just then, seven female dancers wearing multicolored dresses walked into the main hall. One of them was clearly different from the others, she was even more prominent. She wore a veil, and her clothes were completely different from the others.

Looking at this person, Yun Weiyang's eyelids twitched, because this person was none other than the Yun Illusory Butterfly that had disappeared without a trace. She exchanged a glance with Feng Xue Han, and Yun Weiyang carefully sized up the Yun Illusory Butterfly that was swaying and dancing.

She was wrapped in a light pink dress, with a white gauze covering her skin, revealing her graceful neck and distinct collarbones. The folds of her dress flowed lightly on the ground like the moonlight, causing her to be even more graceful and graceful. Her hair was tied up with a ribbon, and a butterfly hairpin was stuck in her hair.

Yun Weiyang's eyes slightly narrowed, it seemed that this Yun Huan Die had spent a lot of effort to accomplish this! He leaned towards Feng Xue Han and asked softly, "Are you sure it's her?" She did not have a discerning eye, and her relationship with Yun Huan Die was not deep either. The two of them rarely met, and since Yun Huan Die was wearing a veil, Yun Weiyang could not confirm that the person in front of him was Yun Huan Die.

"It's her!" Feng Xue Han firmly spat out two words.

After the song ended, Feng Haoyu was the first to applaud, and he praised, "Good, great dance!" He began to echo.

The Southern Viewing Emperor was satisfied. He shouted, "Reward them!"

Upon hearing that there was a reward, the seven dancers all kneeled on the ground and respectfully said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

At this time, Feng Haoyu pointed at the woman with the veil on her face and said, "Wait a moment, that woman with the veil on her face!"

Hearing this, the woman knelt down on the ground once more without moving. The partner next to her had long since disappeared, leaving her kneeling alone in the hall.

"Since you're dancing for the emperor, how can you dare to show your true face?!" Feng Haoyu said without hesitation.

"This ?" The girl's pair of beautiful eyes overflowed with water ripples. Her delicate body trembled, causing everyone present to feel pity for her. They couldn't help but want to give her a big hug to comfort her.

"Could it be that he's so ugly that he can't see anyone?" Feng Haoyu asked indifferently.

When he saw this, a glint flashed past his eyes. He then said, "Since the crown prince is interested in you, then take off your veil and let everyone see."

Seeing that she could not avoid it any further, the lady choked with sobs. She extended a pair of slender fingers and slowly took off the veil covering her face.

For a time, the great hall was filled with sounds of sighs, because there was a small scar on the woman's face, but it truly affected her beauty. Many people in the great hall felt pity for the woman's looks, because such good looks were truly a pity.

Emperor Nanjing looked at the woman kneeling on the ground and asked with a frown, "Why do I feel that you look so familiar?"