Feng Yao is now looking forward to that day very much.
Feng Qing had already seen Feng Yao's depth from what had just happened, and her eyes swept over her head. The fact that the Queen Mother could sit there peacefully without taking any action could only mean that she was also jealous of Feng Yao's abilities.
In this way, Feng Qing felt that she could no longer act rashly. Now, she not only wanted Feng Yao's life, but also wanted her martial arts skills, so she must find a way to get the best of both worlds, otherwise if Feng Yao dies, her skill will be lost.
The law is nowhere to be found.
Because of the temptation of the exercises, Feng Qing was able to suppress the resentment, jealousy and other emotions in her heart.
The banquet seemed to be back to what it was before, with silk and bamboo dancing.
After nearly an hour, all the remaining show girls finished showing off their talents.
Although they are all people Feng Yao doesn't like, it can't be said that these beautiful women have put in a lot of effort. Women who can pass the screening of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and meet the qualifications will definitely not be far behind.
In this case, it depends on how the emperor chooses.
Feng Yao knew that the main event had already begun, and she felt vaguely excited in her heart, and could not help but raise the corners of her lips.
Fifty-seven beautiful ladies returned to the palace and lined up one by one, waiting for the emperor's final selection.
The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs placed the list of beautiful ladies in front of the emperor and wrote a scarlet pen on it.
Thinking about it, this is to select the name of the show girl.
The hall was extremely quiet. Most people were looking at the old emperor's hands, feeling nervous and scared.
Feng Yao still sat casually leaning on the back of the chair, smiled slightly, turned his head to Yu Liu's ear, and said: "Would you like to invite some beautiful girls to come to the house and sing little songs for entertainment when you have nothing to do?
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Yu Liu's black eyes were smiling, she looked sideways at Feng Yao, and said warmly: "Yao Yao wants to listen to a little song?"
Feng Yao thought for a while, nodded and said: "Well, staying in the house is quite boring. Listening to small songs can also promote sleep!"
The summer is extremely hot, and Fengyao is always very sleepy when he has nothing to do at noon. If he takes a nap, and no one calls him, he usually sleeps through the dinner time.
So Feng Yao wondered if it was because he was too bored that he was so sleepy?
If these people sang songs to annoy her every day, she would probably not be so sleepy.
Yu Liu thought about it very seriously for a long time and then said: "Since you want to listen to a little song from Yaoyuan, why bother to find these people to sing it to you as your husband."
After hearing this, Feng Yao couldn't help but shudder. Yu Liu was telling a cold joke, right?
His Majesty the Crown Prince sings a ditty?
If people knew about this, wouldn't it be shocking? Besides, can he sing?
Can Yu Liu sing those soft songs?
Feng Yao moved away from Yu Liu, with a look of disapproval on his face. Really, thinking about it makes me feel horrified. Yu Liu sings a song?
It’s better not to scare yourself.
Seeing Feng Yao shaking his head and staying away, Yu Liu knew what Feng Yao was thinking, and she obviously disliked him.
What a damn woman. If she wants to listen to music, he will sing it to her. Why does this woman dare to dislike her?
Could it be that she felt she was inferior to Zhang Ling?
Why can Zhang Ling play the piano and sing songs for her, but as her husband, he can't?
Thinking of this, Yu Liu felt a sour fire in her heart. She reached out with her long arms and hugged Feng Yao's waist. She said fiercely: "You woman, why do you look so disgusted?"
Feng Yao looked at Yu Liu, pursed her lips and said nothing.