The banquet was arranged at 9 p.m. and a palace servant came to invite Feng Mojin to prepare for it. At that time, Feng Jin was leaning into her brother's embrace and eating the pear blossom cake she had forced to cook for her. Even though it did not taste good, Feng Mojin was still enjoying it. As such, when the palace servant came to look for her, she held the pear blossom cake in her arms and refused to let go.
"Xiao Jin, this is your birthday. Don't you want those officials' daughters to be amazed by her? Let them see that our little Jin is already more beautiful than them." Under the palace maids' pleading gaze, Feng Moqing patted Feng Mojin's head and persuaded her gently.
Feng Mojin's expression wavered slightly. Clearly, Feng Moqing's words had moved her. After all, she had been
