For Feng Yuheng, the Persian Master's lie has always been like the story of the "second boot". It is always hanging in his heart, but it will fall. Although he doesn't know what situation will eventually develop today, after all, it is the first time someone put this matter on the table to talk about it. When the matter comes to an end, Feng Yuheng finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his hanging heart also dropped. When he looked at the eighth prince again, he actually gave him a smile before the dancer appeared, then leaned over and said, "Thank you."

To be honest, the eighth prince Xuan Tianmo said thank you to her and her face with a faint smile, which was a little confused. He had doubts about the second daughter of the Feng family in the morning. At the palace banquet more than two years ago, Feng Yuheng shot three arrows at the bull's eye, and everyone cheered for it, but he felt something was wrong. Feng Yuheng was just a twelve-year-old girl at that time. Even if she met the strange master in the northwest three years, this was too strange. These princes also practiced kung fu since childhood. I haven't heard anyone who can achieve success in three years, and they have achieved a hundred steps and hit a hundred shots. Even the old Jiu Xuan Tianming, who has the best arrow skills, can't do it.

Since then, Xuan Tianmo has become suspicious. Later, he went south, but the news in the capital has not stopped inquiring. Every incident that Feng Yuheng did was spread to his ears. The more he heard, the more strange he became, the more shocked he felt. Gradually, he had the intention to inquire.

Speaking of which, Xuan Tianming had thought of helping Feng Yuheng cover up, but firstly he didn't understand what Feng Yuheng was going on, and secondly, Feng Yuheng's wonderful universe also made him unable to start. This matter has been dragged to this point. Until today, the dancer from Persia came on stage, with the foreign tone together, and everyone who thought about the relationship between Feng Yuheng and Persian strangers pulled his thoughts back and his eyes turned to the hall.

Persian women had a high nose bridge, large eye sockets, and slightly darker skin than Dashun people. However, their facial contours were clearly defined and concave and concave, which looked more interesting than those in southern Xinjiang. Not only that, during the Yuexi Palace Banquet, some people had seen the dance of the ancient Shu princess, and they felt that they were dressed brightly and boldly, which was beyond the reach of Dashun dancers, but they still danced happily and did not think so. At that time, people thought that Ancient Shu was an open country, but today they saw Persian dancers, which once again subverted their understanding of the word "bold". These dancers also had embroidered faces, and all their faces were embroidered with patterns. Although they were covered with colorful veils, they could still tell the parts of the embroidered faces and their exquisiteness.

Feng Yuheng was admiring the Persian dance amidst the admiration of people, and also felt the gazes that came from the eighth prince Xuan Tianmochu from time to time.

Finally, the song ended, but the dancers did not retreat outside the hall, but retreated, as if waiting for something. At this time, the eighth prince Xuan Tianmo stood up and faced Emperor Tianwu about to speak, but when Xuan Tianming's voice was rising first, he said something that made people vomit blood: "Brother, I don't understand. Just watch dancing and dance. What do we always look at Hengheng for our family? She is your brother and sister. You, a brother, have been staring at your brother and sister at the banquet. Is that okay?"

Xuan Tianmo's words were blocked when he reached the end of his mouth. He turned to look at Xuan Tianming and frowned slightly: "What does Ninth Brother mean?"

Xuan Tianming snorted coldly: "I just ask you why you keep staring at my wife for a long time."

"Who stared at her?" This was a subconscious reply from Xuan Tianmo, but he was not confident because he really saw it, but it was not what Lao Jiu said, right?

The answer was a different person, but when a voice of Yun Danfeng was raised, he said an extremely secular sentence - "You look at it, there are eighteen eyes in total, each of which stays for more than five breaths." The person who can make such a sound is naturally the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua. Everyone in the hall knows that the Seventh Prince looks like a god, and he speaks calmly and treats people kindly. But this is limited to having no responsibility for him and the people he cares about.

In the case of a dispute between interests, once the other party involves his fundamental interests, or once the other party touches the person he cares about, then this is not a god, but a demon. But he doesn't care about many people, Emperor Tianwu, Concubine Yun, and the Ninth Prince, and now he naturally has to add the ninth prince's future wife. Therefore, when Xuan Tianhua spoke at this time, people were not surprised at all, but just looked at Xuan Tianmo helplessly, thinking that the eighth prince should have been there like this.

Xuan Tianmo also didn't expect that Lao Qi would make a fuss at this time, and he counted it with reasonable grounds. But he did see Feng Yuheng for a long time, which made him unable to refute it. He was stunned on the spot for a moment, which was really a little embarrassed.

On the other side, Xuan Tiange also spoke at this time: "Brother Bastard, do you fall in love with Aheng? This is not OK! We Aheng and Jiu Ge have been engaged since childhood!"

"That's right!" Suddenly, a few people stood up in the hall, including men and women, but the three masters and three wives of the Yao family. Yao Jingjun said, "Thank you, Your Highness Eighth, but our family Aheng will marry Your Highness Ninth in April and the day of the Haitang. I hope Your Highness will respect yourself and don't do things that embarrass and make you unable to get down on the table." Yao Jingjun is the eldest son of the Yao family and Feng Yuheng's eldest uncle. As the saying goes, "My mother is old and the eighth prince is exposed in public and does such a thing, and it is natural for him to be the uncle to stand up for his niece. What's more, Yao Jingjun dares to say nothing, even if the other party is the eighth prince? The Yao family stands very clearly, that is the most loyal supporter of the ninth prince Xuan Tianming. In addition, Yao Xian has a relationship with Emperor Tianwu, and even the emperor's son, he dares to make a few words in front of the emperor.

Yao Jingjun's words made the Eighth Prince not say anything for a long time. He has experienced Lao Jiu Xuan Tianming's lies when he opened his eyes and also learned about Lao Qi Xuan Tianhua's unreasonable appearance. Later, he heard that Feng Yuheng is also a girl with the same virtue as Lao Jiu, but the Yao family, who was driven to Huangzhou many years ago, was ignored by him. What is the situation now? Did everyone unite to find fault? But this method is still used. Xuan Tianmo felt like he was a scholar falling into the army camp, and it was hard to explain it if he had any reason.

Chu, clearly had a vicious incident of "scaring the little girl with fierce eyes", but these people said that he "intentionally teased the girl from his parents". The bad guy was taken down by him. He didn't know how to take it off. He couldn't retort that I didn't like your girl, I wanted to kill your girl, but according to Lao Jiu's temper, he would really dare to say this so bluntly, and he wouldn't have to fight him on the spot? Although he might not lose, if he added Lao Qi, he would have no chance of winning.

Xuan Tianmo was extremely puzzled. He hadn't come back for several years, so why are there so many shameless people in this capital?

He didn't speak for a while, but the noble Yuan couldn't stand it anymore on the concubine's face. He slapped the table and said, "Rare you going to do it! What are you going to do? Join forces to make things difficult for Your Highness? Don't you see what your identity is!"

As soon as others said this, Xuan Tianming and Xuan Tianhua immediately looked at the nobleman Yuan, and then Xuan Tianming asked back: "What is your identity? Don't look at where you are sitting now! Being presumptuous? Who is being presumptuous?"

Yuan Guiren was stunned and came to his senses in an instant, thinking that she was so impatient. She was not such a person who was uneasy, but she had been a concubine for too long before and could never escape from the fact that the concubine became a noble person. She often regarded herself as the head of the palace. Dashun had rules. If the concubine was in the position of concubine, all princes could be called a mother and an elder in front of the prince. But this did not include below the position of concubine! She is now a noble person, and even the seat in the middle was far behind, so how could she have the right to say such words here?

For a moment, Concubine Yuan was angry with herself and hated the people below. She gritted her teeth and ignored Xuan Tianming, but said to Yao Jingjun: "I'm talking about Lord Yao!"

Yao Jingjun also had an official position in the deserted state. He was not very big, but he was just a sixth rank, but he could still use the current glory of the Yao family to enter the palace. Yuan Guiren did not dare to fight against the prince, nor did he dare to get angry with Feng Yuheng. However, he could not take back his face for a while, so he had to turn the limelight to Yao Jingjun.

As soon as she said this, she was stopped by the eighth prince Xuan Tianmo, and then heard Xuan Tianmo say, "Why is my mother laughing like a seventh brother and a ninth brother? It's the New Year, let's leave the opportunity to tell jokes to the ministers, so don't mess with the main situation!" After that, she laughed and then hugged Feng Yuheng and said, "My brother and sister, my brother is also a little bit cautious, but he is just thinking about finding a Persian singing and dancing artist to want to have a favor with you. After all, my brother and sister have a Persian master, and my brother and sister think that you will never see him for a long time, and it will bring some thoughts."

Feng Yuheng once again realized that the eighth prince was indeed different from the third prince. If it were the third prince Xuan Tianye, he would have turned his face and confronted them in a tit-for-tat way. But the eighth prince could bend and stretch, and could definitely see the situation clearly, and would not let himself be at a disadvantage in such a unpleasant situation.

But, so what? Feng Yuheng narrowed his eyes and met him. The Persians came. She and him were destined to be a fight. As for the inability to see blood, it depends on the intensity of the fight. She was never tolerant, cowardice, cowardice, retreat and avoidance, and never appeared in her dictionary. Feng Yuheng was not waving a sharp blade to face the wind, but to take the initiative to sweep the storm with an ak.

"Your Highness the Eighth Highness is in love, but it's a pity that my hometown is Dashun, and I really have no homesickness to Persia. My Persian master is also a master of wandering around. Apart from appearance and language, there are no more Persian habits, including clothing, and they all follow the local customs."
Chapter completed!