The silver needle entered his body, and a surge of power instantly spread from his waist to his entire body. His legs, which had been weak and trembling, were now filled with energy.
"Brother Mo Han, your recovery is a blessing to us citizens of Southern Chu, and also to celebrate your and Sister's wedding. I have prepared a song for you!"
Feng Ruoyan said in a delicate voice, her eyes filled with adoration as she gazed at Ling Mo Han, completely ignoring everyone else.
Feng Jin rolled her eyes. Truly a beautiful white lotus.
Such tricks would only fool men as foolish as pigs.
"I thank you on behalf of Mo Han, Sister. Coincidentally, I haven't heard any music for a long time. Please grace us with your performance!"
Feng Ruoyan's lips twitched involuntarily, and a look of ferocity appeared on her powdered face.
This little slut treated her like a singing girl.
If it weren't for the presence of others, she would have torn Feng Jin's face to shreds.
"Yan'er, the Third Prince is also present, so sing a song for him!"
Sun Shi, worthy of being called an old white lotus, was thoughtful and tactful in her actions.
"Yes, Mother!"
Ling Ruoyan smiled elegantly, looking at Chu Yanxi with a coy expression, and even threw him a flirtatious glance.
Ling Ruoyan's fingers danced across the strings, and a melodious tune filled the air.
When the song ended, Chu Yanxi, ever the supporter, exclaimed, "Ruoyan's song is truly one that should only be heard in heaven, rarely in a lifetime on earth!"
Feng Jin rolled her eyes. What a sycophantic dog. It was so disgusting that the lychees in her hand suddenly lost their appeal.
"Thank you for your praise, Third Prince. Ruoyan is not worthy!"
A white lotus paired with a sycophant, a match made in heaven.
"Sister Ruoyan's zither music is enchanting. I wonder how Sister-in-law's zither skills are?"
Ling Yan looked at Feng Jin provocatively. As far as she knew, Feng Jin was sent to a rural estate at the age of six and couldn't even recognize many characters, let alone have any skill in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting.
She wanted to watch Feng Jin embarrass herself in front of everyone.
"I am a village girl, and I am not familiar with these common things!"
Feng Jin said this without reservation, her tone full of righteous confidence.
However, Feng Jin's candidness left Ling Yan speechless. She had prepared a whole speech, but she never expected Feng Jin to simply say she couldn't do it.
Such unconventional behavior made her wonder how thick Feng Jin's skin could be.
"Then, Sister-in-law, do you know poetry? How about we exchange couplets? The loser will be fined a cup of wine!"
When one plan failed, she devised another. She refused to believe that she couldn't deal with Feng Jin today.
Feng Jin was about to refuse again when the man beside her agreed on her behalf.
"Then let's exchange couplets!"
Feng Jin frowned slightly, "Who told you to agree?"
Had he not asked for her opinion?
"I'll help you. Don't worry!"
Ling Mo Han knew Ling Yan's temperament well. If he didn't agree to something today, she wouldn't give up.
"Then I'll go first. 'A stream of water is green,' Sister-in-law, you can complete this one, right?"
"A thousand trees of falling flowers are red." Feng Jin said fluently. This was an elementary-level couplet, and she couldn't believe they dared to show off in front of her.
"Weren't they saying Feng Jin can't even read? How can she complete it so perfectly? This must be a coincidence. 'Curtains roll, flower rain drips.'"
"Brushing stones, bamboo shadows shift."
"Let me give one," Ling Muzhu said, seeing Ling Yan struggling. "Several sparse shadows paint a thousand autumn colors."
He refused to believe that Feng Jin could not complete this one.
"A wisp of east wind brings spring to ten thousand homes," Feng Jin said lazily.
"You must have cheated! Cousin must have taught you, otherwise, you couldn't have done it!"
The blow came too quickly, and Ling Muzhu couldn't accept this outcome. He insisted that Feng Jin had cheated.
Feng Jin snorted coldly and whispered in Ling Mo Han's ear, "Your family is really interesting."
Ling Mo Han's face turned dark. This boy, spoiled by his second uncle, was lawless. "Muzhu, stop fooling around."
"Cousin, you say I cheated. Do you have any proof? Otherwise, I will propose a couplet. If you can complete it, then I admit I cheated."
"Go ahead," he said, refusing to believe that a village girl could come up with such a difficult couplet.
"One lonely boat, two merchants, three, four, five, six sailors, hoisting seven, eight sails, heading down the nine rivers, covering ten miles."
Ling Muzhu's face froze. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.
"This couplet of yours must be fabricated. There's no answer to it."
Ling Yan and Ling Muzhu were indeed from the same parents. Their ability to slander and backtrack was equally outstanding.
"That's right, you made it up!" Ling Muzhu added in agreement.
"Sister Ruoyan, you are the number one talented woman of Southern Chu. Can you complete it?" Ling Yan turned to Feng Ruoyan.
"I haven't heard of it either."
This Ling Yan was incompetent and only caused trouble, even drawing the matter to her.
If she couldn't complete it, she would lose the title of the number one talented woman.
"Even Sister Ruoyan says she hasn't seen it, so your couplet must have no answer!"
Ling Yan said with full confidence at this moment.
"What if I can complete it?"
"Young Madam Ling, if you can complete it, just say it. Why must there be a wager? This is just for fun!"
Chu Yanxi interjected to support Feng Ruoyan, hoping to win her favor.
Feng Jin looked at Chu Yanxi with cold eyes. This Third Prince, while appearing polite and courteous on the surface, was sharp-tongued and deeply cunning, nothing like his outward appearance.
"Third Prince, your words are too biased. Wouldn't that be unfair? Rumor has it that the Third Prince is the most just and fair, even known as the Virtuous Prince. Is this true?"
"Naturally." Chu Yanxi had spent many years cultivating a good reputation, so he wouldn't lose sight of the bigger picture for such a trivial matter. "My actions have always been guided by fairness."
Someone like Chu Yanxi, who valued his reputation the most, was easiest to manipulate in such a situation.
"Ling Yan, can you complete it?"
"I... I can't!" Ling Yan said, almost through gritted teeth.
"I think no one present can complete it. Young Madam Ling, please tell us the answer." Chu Junyan was very curious about the final answer.
"Ten li of road, nine miles of fragrance; eight, seven, six, five on the boat; traveling on a forty-three-year-old path; only two days, better than a year."
Feng Jin stated calmly. This couplet was given to her by the old man.
She had spent a full three days studying it back then to come up with the answer.
She doubted they could have figured it out even if they racked their brains.
The expressions of everyone present were filled with surprise and excitement. Such a tricky and unusual couplet actually had an answer.
"How perfectly crafted!" Chu Junyan, who always had a fondness for poetry, was immediately captivated and exclaimed, "Indeed, it is marvelous! The upper couplet goes from one to ten, and the lower couplet from ten to one. One inverted, one reversed, truly fair!"
"Young Madam is indeed a talented woman, I am impressed!"
Feng Ruoyan had always been known as the number one talented woman of Southern Chu, and in his opinion, how many people present could compare to Feng Jin's talent?
Such a beautiful woman matched with a young general, truly a divinely ordained pair.