Chapter 22 The country is at a loss The old lady was deeply relieved and stood up in person. She couldn't help but touch the scriptures with her hands - this is not a scripture, it is full of merits and smiled broadly, took Feng Yun'er's hand, and nodded approvingly.
The eldest lady felt quite calm in her heart: after all, her love for this girl was not in also knows how to gain popularity for himself on such occasions.
This scripture must have been written several months ago, and it can be regarded as her intention as a junior.
Feng Yun'er smiled contemptuously and looked in Feng Xiao'er's direction that she didn't prepare any gifts, he deliberately provoked her at this time.
"I wonder what gifts my elder sister has prepared for my grandmother? My younger sister is stupid and only knows how to copy scriptures and present them to my grandmother one stroke at a time. I guess my elder sister's gifts must be much more elaborate than my younger sister's."
Feng Xiaoer had a gentle look on her face and was not in a hurry to young one behind him was indignant. Why did the eldest lady say such weird things?
Much more meticulous than her?
The eldest lady started preparing gifts many months ago, who can think of her as carefully?
Xiao Yao couldn't help but glance at Madam worriedly, wondering whether Madam would say yes or no.
If so?Definitely not as good as the eldest lady.
If not, it would be even more ridiculous.
When he was worried, Jian Feng Xiaoer slowly stood up: "I really admire my sister's beautiful and powerful scriptures. My sister's filial piety to my grandmother also makes me feel grateful. It's a pity that I can't handle this gift. If you don't mind it, I will Show your ugliness and present it.”
The old lady doesn't have much emotion towards this all, it was his son who couldn't control himself, and Chunxiao turned out to be such a bastard in a moment of is still unclear whether he will be included in the family tree in the future.
Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to Feng Xiaoer, and he turned a blind eye to her on weekdays.
After all, the old lady is still someone who has come before. Today, Xiao'er was unhurried and unhurried when she saw Feng Xiaoer, quite like everyone else.
She could also tell that her own granddaughter had many provocative intentions towards there was never any unpleasant look on Feng Xiaoer's face. From beginning to end, she smiled gently, generously and dignifiedly.
It's as if the mood has never been affected by other people's provocation.
This kind of person is terrible.
Although the old lady is in poor health, her mind is still all, it was in front of the guests. If he said it was not necessary, he would feel that the entire Feng family was favoring Feng Yun'er, so he had no choice but to nod.
"Thank you, Madam, for your compliments, and thank you all guests for your compliments. I'll go down and get ready." A slender figure disappeared from people's sight.
There is a funny thing about human nature. If an ugly person leaves and comes back, people will think that time flies so fast.
If a great beauty leaves people's people come back again, they always feel that time passes so slowly.
Even Feng Yun'er was quite curious and couldn't help but think: "My sister hasn't come back for so long. Is it possible that this gift is ready-made?"
Everyone is also looking forward to it. I wonder what gift the governor’s wife has prepared? Isn’t it also a scripture?That would be , a burst of bamboo sound came.
The bamboo sound was ethereal and wavering, as if coming from the sky. Everyone looked around, wondering who was making this beautiful sound.
Could it be Feng Xiaoer?
This was Feng Yun'er's first thought. It was also mixed with some subtle jealousy and a slight fear that she would really surpass him.
The second thought that came immediately was, why is she playing the flute? Feng Yun'er had just made a splash in the limelight, fighting for the title of a filial still doesn't think that Feng Xiaoer's gift can surpass her even if she offers Buddhist scriptures?
So, I looked into the distance with some curiosity, listening to the melodious music... Suddenly, by the water bridge in the vestibule dozens of feet away from the banquet, a solid-color water sleeve was flung open! The sleeves danced, as if there were countless petals fluttering down in the air, fluttering and swaying, each petal, holding strands of aloes.
"So beautiful!" someone exclaimed! The green flute, the white clothes, and the gentle breeze make the clothes fly, more like a fairy on earth, the beauty and the billowing sleeves, and the bright and dim light, combine to form a beautiful picture!
Feng Xiaoer seemed to have an attractive magical power. He flicked his wrist and held the flute in his hand.
Discerning people exclaimed, this is no ordinary dance, this is a sword dance! The musicians in the audience spontaneously played corresponding music for him! Feng Xiao'er heard the sound of stringed bamboo and danced more vigorously. She was very charming and had to be admired.
Everyone watched mesmerized, with appreciation, admiration, and love in their eyes.
Is this the Lady of the Governor?So beautiful, so worshipful! It was like a provocation. The beauty, who originally had a calm expression, turned on her toes, facing Fengyun'er, and suddenly gave her a charming smile.
That smile was extremely weird and fleeting. When he raised his head again, there was a cold temptation in his movements, which made people just want to indulge in it and keep looking at it, never stopping.
Feng Yun'er thought in her mind that ten thousand horses were galloping, and they couldn't stop for a long time, and the flesh on their hands was almost bleeding.
She racked her brains and planned to stop it in her own way, but she never thought that Feng Xiaoer, who had just stood up from a lower position, and the dance had not yet ended, suddenly made a sound! What was originally supposed to be a melodious female voice, maybe because of the glass of wine she had just drank, it was given a different voice that was a bit sexy and low...
""The Poison of Troubled Times"
The iron halberd battle is thunderous and the clouds are red.
Hu Ma's hooves stomped and his ears were deafened, It remains to be seen that the road in our home today will be poor.
The stone bridge and the willows and flowers are all red.
Screaming and roaring,
When will it regain its grandeur? "
After all, it’s another masterpiece? (End of this chapter)
