"'Little lotus just shows its sharp horns, early on there's a dragonfly standing on top,' when could that wretched girl ever compose such fine poetry?"
The newcomer's eyeballs almost popped out, his little moustache trembling intensely; it was Feng Zhanlian who had arrived.
He had entered the Duke Chen Mansion together with Lady Nan Feng and others, while Feng Xiangxue and Feng Ruoyan had gone to find their schoolmate Chen Piaopia. Feng Zhanlian was surrounded by a group of officials admiring his poetic talents.
They all wanted him to compose a poem, and after he finally freed himself, he couldn't find Lady Nan Shiu and on his way searching, he saw Feng Bailing and that little wild seed from Prince Shun's Mansion.
Hearing the poem that his eldest daughter blurted out, Feng Zhanlian felt a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment.
