As soon as the flying feather geese danced, the applause around them thundered.

It's not that those nobles are generous, but all the nobles have reached a consensus in an instant, since she wants to show so much, let's give her a ride together.

Only if she was chosen, the rest of them were safe.

When everyone doesn't want to, and only one person thinks, the community of interests can be achieved in an instant with just one look.

"Well, the geese are dancing so well, Feng'er, don't you say?" the queen turned her head to look at the monsoon.

As early as the thunderous applause, Monsoon had already woken up from his stupor.

How could she be the figure in the dream, the figure in the dream was slender and light, and although the flying feather goose was very thin at the waist, the body was on the plump side.

The only thing that is similar is the pink Luo skirt with an indistinguishable face.

Monsoon nodded his head, "Well, that's good." ”

The meaning of the language is faint, so that people can't see a trace of preference.

He didn't have much of an impression of this cousin, and he remembered seeing him a few times when he lived in Ziwei Palace.

After he moved to the Qinglong Hall, except for a few family banquets on Chinese New Year's Eve, they almost didn't see each other again.

The queen's expression was confused, and she was still fascinated just now, why did she fade all of a sudden?

She glanced at the king in confusion, and she shook her head, indicating that he didn't understand either.

Is this kid embarrassed to show it?

"Yan'er dances so well, this dance must have been practiced for a long time, right?"

The second princess is gentle and elegant as her name suggests, and she gently and gracefully broke the embarrassment that suddenly arose.

The queen gave her an appreciative look and nodded.

"Well, this dance is called the Flower Dance, and it was specially prepared for this banquet by Yan'er. ”

Fei Yuyan could not hide her pride in her words, the second princess's gentle and elegant father was just a squire in the Ministry of Rites, and it was difficult to compare with her identity as the daughter of a mighty general.

Although she has now become the second princess, the identity of these two princes is ......

She smiled slightly, she would definitely become the eldest princess.

Ji Yu glanced at Wen Shuya with dissatisfaction, his unruly cousin would not accept her favor at all, why should she be such a good person.

Receiving his gaze, Wen Shuya smiled softly at Ji Yu. She didn't care, and he didn't need to.

Ji Yu's heart moved, and he reached out to hold hers.

When a person's heart has been frozen for a long time, he will naturally be attracted by a touch of sunshine, and Wen Shuya is his brilliance.

Even if her smile is always faint, it can always reach the depths of his heart.

"The wild goose girl dances so well, how about my aunt reward you with a peony hairpin?"

The queen came back to her senses and looked at the precious daughter of her eldest brother's family in the audience with a doting face.

"Yan'er thanked her aunt. ”

Although she was not praised by her eldest cousin, none of the nobles in the audience could pose a threat to her, and none of them were higher than her in terms of identity.

And besides, she has her aunt to help, and her eldest cousin will definitely choose her.

She took the peony hairpin and happily returned to her seat.

The next performance was not surprisingly unremarkable, and the queen did not blame everyone again because of the birth of the flying feather goose.

If their mediocrity sets off her niece's excellence, she's happy to see it.

So the banquet ended in a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

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"Feng'er, do you have a favorite woman today?" the queen's words were filled with ardent anticipation.

Whether it is Yan'er or not, as long as it is the woman present today, if he chooses it, she will be happy.

Monsoon shook his head, how could he possibly choose.

Don't say that he really doesn't have the slightest affection for them, and even if he does, he can't harm them.

"This is not for you. ”

King Ji Feifei, who had been silent all night, finally opened his mouth.

"I think your cousin Fei Yu Yan is good, if you don't particularly like it, then let's condemn her. "But it was certain that the matter should be finalized immediately.

"Father's ......"

Ji Feng's heart trembled, Jun Wu joked, once his father made a decision, it would be difficult to change it, but for a while he didn't know how to refuse, "You let me think about it for a few days." ”

It can be delayed for a while, "I haven't been in contact with Cousin Yan'er for seven or eight years, and my father Rong Erchen knows her for a few more days." ”

Ji Feifei glanced at Ji Feng, what he said was reasonable, as long as he didn't insist on not marrying, he could give him a little space.

He nodded, "I'll only give you one chance, seven days, if you don't think it's appropriate, you must choose one of the other women in today's banquet to marry." ”

The voice was sonorous, leaving him no room to turn around.

"From tomorrow, you will let Yan'er enter the palace to accompany you. He turned to the queen and commanded.

This time, he must let him complete the task of passing on the family as soon as possible.

Monsoon looked at the backs of the two of them leaving happily, and his heart felt sour.

Did they give birth to him and raise him so that he might pass on his lineage?

Ji's country can obviously be inherited by Ji Yu, why do you have to force yourself like this?

Seven days, the father gave himself seven days, but after seven days?

Do you really want to let yourself marry a woman at will?

That cousin is indeed good-looking, but no matter how beautiful she is, how can she be more beautiful than his little peach blossom?

Oh, it turns out that I don't think of her as a friend in my heart at all.

In fact, he had already noticed it, but he never dared to admit it, admitting that he really fell in love with a woman as a person with no future?

And then, what could he do?

Confess to her, or marry her? He couldn't do any of the same.

He still doesn't want to drag down the women he has never met, let alone the woman he really loves?

How could he bear to let her suffer the pain of loss, how could he bear to let her love but have to separate, how could he bear to let her live a long life alone......

If so, then he would rather marry another woman......

Monsoon walked to the desk in despair, picked up the scroll and spread it out again, the woman in the painting had bright eyes, the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, and her chin raised proudly.

Looking at that expression, it looks like a palace maid, but it looks like a barbaric princess from somewhere.

Ji Feng smiled slightly, yes, isn't she the princess in her heart, and wants to coax and spoil her forever......

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Monsoon had another dream, the dream was under a peach blossom tree, and the dream was a woman's voice.

"You don't like other women, you know?"

"You are not allowed to touch other women, you know?"

"Even if you change your body, you can't do it!"

"You're going to promise never to leave me again...... Even if...... I don't want you, and you won't leave me!"

"You are never allowed to be angry with me, you are never allowed to ignore me!"

The voice was poignant, the voice was far and near......

His heart ached suddenly, first as if he had been pricked by a needle, and then as if he had been caught by something, and he struggled to wake up.

Chunfeng Jun walked out of the monsoon's dream and looked coldly at the monsoon, which was stunned.

How could he forget these nightmares of his, as a wisp of his soul?

Of course he'll have to help him remember.

He stared at Monsoon with hatred, it was because of this person that the tragedy between him and Little Peach Blossom happened.

But now he can only watch him snatch his little peach blossom, and even push the little peach blossom to him.

God knows how unwilling he was!

He is a wisp of his soul, although he is him on the soul level, but the body is another man, how can he really see him as himself!

In his eyes, he Monsoon is another living person, how can he not be jealous, how can he be willing......

Chunfengjun clenched his fists.

Monsoon, so you only have one way to go, and I hope you don't let me down.

The corners of Chunfeng Jun's mouth tugged at a wicked smile.

Everything is going according to his plan......