After a while, Liu Hao managed to find his trembling voice, "She... Wan'er..."
Standing next to Feng Jian, the girl in a goose-yellow coat and skirt looked exactly like her sister when she was young.
Feng Jian held up his hand and said meaningfully: "General Liu, this is my little girl Caiwei."
Su Ruotang calmed down and said, "No need to be polite."
She withdrew her gaze and looked at Feng Lilan, "I didn't know that Concubine Lan actually had such a lovely sister."
Although Feng Lilan was the concubine of Emperor Wu Shun, the status of Prince Dongqi was higher than that of all the concubines under the imperial concubine.
And she is Mo Rongyan's concubine, whose rank is not lower than Feng Lilan's.
Therefore, except for Liu Wanyue, all the other concubines in the harem must bow to her when they see her.
Feng Lilan stood up straight and smiled coquettishly, "Caiwei is a distant relative of the Feng family. Her parents died. Her father felt sorry for her and took her back."
Speaking of this, she bit her lower lip, the smile on her face faded, and a hint of sadness appeared in her eyebrows, "It's just that I didn't expect Caiwei's appearance..."
She paused, then knelt down to Su Ruoxi and said, "My sister didn't mean to offend the imperial concubine. I also ask the third prince not to blame my sister."
Su Ruotang took a deep look at her, and sadness appeared on Yan Yan's face, "So in Concubine Lan's eyes, this imperial concubine is such an intolerable person?"
She glanced at the crowd who were obviously watching the fun and sighed, "Well, maybe it's because my prince's reputation is so notorious that Concubine Lan feels that I can't tolerate your sister."
"Her appearance was given to her by her parents. She is not at fault. Even if this imperial concubine is notorious, she will not be so unreasonable and troublesome."
She raised the corners of her lips, but the smile did not reach her eyes, "However, since I have a notorious reputation, I will not easily forgive anyone who bumps into me."
Tsk tsk.
The banquet hasn't even started yet, but all the thoughts are already flying.
Those time travels in previous lives were really harmful.
Every word of Feng Lilan's words implies that she and her mother-in-law are narrow-minded and cannot tolerate anyone who looks similar to her mother-in-law.
And for so many years, there was indeed no concubine in the harem who looked similar to Liu Wanyue.
It would be easy to convince people that Liu Wanyue could not tolerate people who looked similar to her.
Feng Jian listened to Su Ruotang's arrogant words and sneered, "Caiwei is very sensible and will not rush into you for no reason."
Su Ruotang smiled casually: "This is naturally the best."
As soon as she finished speaking, the high-pitched voice of the eunuch came——
"Your Majesty is here, your concubine is here, and the third prince is here!"
Everyone quickly knelt down and shouted: "Long live your Majesty, long live long live—"
Emperor Wu Shun came leading Liu Wanyue, while Mo Ronyan was one step behind the two of them.
"Get up." Emperor Wu Shun helped Liu Wanyue sit with him, acting like a husband treating his wife in ordinary people's homes.
He doesn't look like an emperor at all.
When he sat down, he personally poured a cup of warm tea for Liu Wanyue and tested the temperature before placing it in her hand.
When everyone stood up, they saw this scene from the corner of their eyes, and their expressions became more subtle.
They didn't dare to keep their eyes on Liu Wanyue for too long, so they all looked at Caiwei.
Caiwei stiffened, thinking she had done something wrong.
She lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly.
There was deep fear and uneasiness in his eyes.
Three days ago, when she woke up, her 'father' told her her life story.
She said that she had a high fever for a month because of the sadness of her parents' death, so she lost her previous memories.
Her father felt pity for her being lonely and helpless, so he regarded her as his adopted daughter.
But she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it.
She quietly went to Xinglin Pharmacy, which was popular among people in the house, and met Dr. Changfeng, whom everyone said was highly skilled in medicine.
Doctor Changfeng's pulse diagnosis results were exactly the same as those of the doctor.
Long-term high fever and body deficiency and coldness.
As long as you take good care of it, it won't be a big deal.
Liu Wanyue followed everyone's gaze and looked over.
But he only saw Caiwei with her head lowered.
She didn't think much and asked Emperor Wu Shun in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you want to start?"
Every year at the flower viewing feast, the ladies would compete in poems and songs.
The winner, even if he does not become a member of the royal family, will receive a gift from Emperor Wu Shun himself.
Therefore, everyone is working hard.
Emperor Wu Shun hummed, and when he looked at everyone, the warmth in his eyes dissipated, "To the winner of poetry this year, I will grant her a wish, as long as it does not violate benevolence, justice and morality."
After Emperor Wu Shun finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar.
In previous years the prizes were just objects.
But this year, it is the emperor’s promise!
Does not violate benevolence, justice and morality...
Thinking of this, many noble ladies' eyes suddenly lit up.
Their request to marry His Highness the Third or His Highness the Second is not considered against benevolence, justice and morality, right?
Liu Wanyue said with a gentle smile, "Everyone must work hard."
Feng Lilan smiled and said: "When it comes to poetry and literary talent, with Miss Tan here, the others are afraid that they will fail."
When the noble ladies heard this, the light in their eyes dimmed.
Tan Zhixi and Gu Shuya are collectively known as Dongqi Shuangjiao.
He has a good family background, good looks, and first-class literary talent.
With her here, they seemed really...
No chance.
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An official from a poor family who couldn't stand the Tan family's wealth snorted coldly, "Everyone will make progress. A good background does not mean that one's literary talent will always be good."
Tan Ming frowned and said, "This gentleman is right."
He stood up, cupped his fists towards Feng Lilan and said, "Ms. Concubine Lan, my literary talent is average. There are too many ladies here who are better than my literary talent."
"Master Tan is so humble. If Caiwei had half the literary talent of Miss Tan, I would wake up laughing in my dreams." Feng Lilan sighed and looked in the direction of Caiwei.
Seeing her lowering her head, she frowned.
Picking Wei?
Confusion appeared in Tan Ming's eyes, and he followed Feng Lilan's gaze to the girl with her head lowered next to Feng Jian: "Who is that?"
Feng Lilan relaxed her brows and gave him a meaningful look, "The adopted daughter my father just recognized."
She raised her voice: "Sister Caiwei, raise your head."
