Meng Yuanzhen took a deep breath and said in her ear, "Meng Qianzhong sent people to fight with Xirong, which not only wasted a lot of manpower and material resources, but also made the army fail. He is less and less supported in the court."

"As soon as Mu Jiajun left, he was an eagle who had lost his wings," Jiang Jinwen narrowed her eyes. "This is really what we want. Your name is clearly written on the secret edict of the former Emperor. Now you finally want to get back what belongs to you."

Meng Yuanzhen raised his lips. His eyes were shining. "I must let this imperial brother know the pain of being imprisoned in the palace for many years."

"He will know. It depends on whether you can avenge yourself," Jiang Jinwen pressed his hand, and the light flowed in her eyes. "In fact, I fell in love with you before you got engaged. I'm just... Afraid we have a deep relationship."

"Since love is deep, how can you be afraid of shallow fate," Meng Yuanzhen smiled. "Our ties are very deep. I'm not afraid of not having this fate."

Zhuang Youyi stayed quietly beside the secret crossing. Meng Yuanzhen's and Jiang Jinwen's every word reached her heart accurately. The tip of her heart was like being cut with a knife dipped in honey water. The bloody wound smells sweet.

When Meng Yuanzhen comes back, if their plan succeeds. Then Jiang Jinwen can become his wife as she wishes, but she is thrown behind like a handful of rain. She couldn't imagine what would happen to her then. In short, it will not become what you want.

Meng Yuanzhen, Meng Yuanzhen, Zhuang Youyi had a sad smile on her lips. She was just a benefactor to him. He thanked her for choosing to live in Penglai hall and finding this secret way. He thanked her for persuading her father to let the emperor let him out of the palace. He thanked her for helping him be with the woman he loved. He thanked her for covering him and the woman he loved, But his love for so many years was just a sentence in his eyes, "what I love is Jiang Jinwen."

Falling flowers mean to flow ruthlessly. Meng Yuanzhen is a river flowing under her blooming peach blossom tree. All her sweet girl's thoughts fall into the water like petals, and he has no nostalgia to coerce these thoughts to flow away and run to the end of his thoughts.

Zhuang Youyi lowered her head and said with a smile, "I can only open and thank myself like a peach blossom."

Last night, Meng Qianchong corrected the memorials all night. Meng Qianchong could not hide his tired color between his eyebrows and eyes. He turned his neck lazily, narrowed his eyes and looked at the spring of the house.

"You..." Meng Qianchong hooked his finger. "What's your name? Come to the front and let me have a careful look."

He glanced at the emperor's Huang Ling from the corner of his eye and pointed to himself in surprise, "the Emperor..."

Chen Wanqian walked forward with a smile, "this girl, the emperor told you to hurry."

Huang Ling moved the lotus step lightly and walked forward quickly with a small step.

Meng Qianzhong came closer to see that this was the woman pointed out by Rufei that day. Her face was beautiful and gentle, her eyes were shining, her lips were like cherry blossoms, a head of black green silk was piled into a startling hubun, and she was dressed in a palace dress with lotus red brocade, brocade and brocade, Shu embroidered lotus border pattern. Her skin color was better than round pear flowers, showing a gentle taste.

"Sure enough, it's the one selected by Rufei," Meng Qianzhong smiled. "It's still good. Leave a sign."

Chen Wanqian was afraid that the emperor would come here just for a show. Unexpectedly, he really liked one. He quickly took a sign and gave it to the xiunv, "girl, you are really lucky. This is the first one the emperor likes among all people."

Huang Ling always hung her eyes and didn't dare to look up. She just smiled shyly and said, "thank you, father-in-law."

"It's not a slave. You're a serious little master," Chen Wanqian smiled with his mouth. "You can still be a mother in the future."

Meng Qianchong saw with sharp eyes that father-in-law Chen was still talking to the beautiful girl. He couldn't cry or laugh. "Father-in-law, I have to choose several more."

Chen Wanqian quickly jumped back and stared at his fingers for fear of missing his chance to choose his concubine.

Meng Qianchong narrowed his eyes and pointed to the back of the team, "the one with taro and purple pearl flowers on his head, come in front of me."

Ding Yuyan paced carefully. She was so nervous that she was like hiding a deer in her chest. She didn't wear gold, silver and jewelry on a whim when she got up this morning. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the palace, she found that each sister was covered with pearls, so she felt very poor, but now it seems that simple pearls can also attract the emperor.

"You chose the Pearl Flower well. It's not tacky. Instead, it means a little daughter," Meng Qian pointed to her again and asked father-in-law Chen, "is this the one chosen by the German imperial concubine?"

Chen Wanqian put his face to his ear and said, "there is a sadness in this girl's portrait. I'm afraid it's a person without luck."

"It doesn't matter. I'm very comfortable looking at her today," Meng Qianzhong said with a smile. "Since the German imperial concubine is satisfied, leave a sign. Minjieyu sleeps in Penglai hall night and night. This is sent to Zhongcui palace to be her companion."

Ding Yuyan bit her lower lip, took the sign in Chen Wanqian's hand, saluted respectfully and said, "slave, thank you, Emperor."

Meng Qianchong glanced at the plate in father-in-law Chen's hand, "I want to choose six. Now there are two."

Chen Wanqian was afraid that he would say that the other four didn't want to leave, so he quickly smiled and said, "emperor, we have to choose four more. This year's beautiful women are selected by the slaves layer by layer, and each one is very top-notch."

Meng Qianchong gave him a white look. "Since I have agreed to choose six, I will naturally choose six to enter the palace. Don't worry. I'll look at them one by one."

Although he said so, Meng Qianzhong slowly lost his patience in the colorful palace, so he stretched his fingers and pointed to several people at will, "just four of them. Leave a sign for them."

Chen Wanqian looked at the past one by one. It was a few decent ladies. They were a little more beautiful than the daughter of Lord Huang, the first minister of rites, but they must be harmonious in the palace.

"Your Majesty, it's these six beauties who enter the palace," Chen Wanqian opened the list and presented it to him. "Your Majesty, please have a look."

Meng Qianchong didn't even lift his eyelids and said lazily, "I know. Go to the German imperial concubine palace tonight and I'll discuss the position and title with her..."

Before his voice fell, a burst of rapid footsteps came into his ears, which was particularly harsh in the empty palace. Chen wanqianyi gritted his teeth and looked down, "which one has no rules..."

The late woman was already out of breath. She flattened her chest with her hands, raised her eyes and looked at the emperor. She said in a trembling voice: "I was wrong. I slept too heavily after drinking medicine soup last night. I didn't expect to miss the emperor's draft today. Please forgive me for my mistakes. I didn't mean to."

Chen Wanqian frowned and was trying to teach the girl who didn't know how to behave. Unexpectedly, as soon as she raised her chin, he saw a pair of bright stars like Jianshui double pupils. He was stunned and shouted in his heart.

Meng Qianzhong was so depressed that he shook his hand and opened his eyes incredulously, "... Lang Hua?"

Huang Ling glanced at the woman who hurried back to the room and asked impatiently, "whose family is song Erhuai today? Why are there no rules like that?"

The palace maid looked at the door and made sure there was no one else. She whispered, "it's just a woman in a small official's family. She's a small family. She doesn't even know this rule."

Huang Ling snorted coldly from his nose, "I said, it was really from a small door and household. It startled Duke Chen and the emperor. It's really going to be a disturbance to the holy driver."

The palace maid said strangely, "but I heard that the emperor originally planned to choose six beauties, and then added one. I don't know if it's song Erhuai."

Huang Ling's eyes flashed a trace of disdain, biting his lips and said, "of course it's her. The beautiful women hold their breath and collect their voices. They dare not make such a big noise. Can't the emperor know?"

"However, she was born well, especially those eyes, as if she could see people's hearts."

Huang Ling glared at her, "you like it so much. Why don't you serve in her room and come to me to be angry?"

The palace maid quickly shut up and said with a smile: "little Lord, don't blame the slave girl. Song Erhuai really can't be a man. The little sister of the slave girl helped in her palace, but she didn't give half a silver."

"It's difficult at home. I've exhausted my savings to come to the imperial city. How can I give you money," said Huang Ling sarcastically, "but my identity is not good and my ambition is not small. I'll have to be busy when I enter the palace in the future."

"The maid thought that putting something in her soup would make her miss the emperor's draft. Unexpectedly, she insisted on it. It's really powerful."

"People want to enter the palace. Can you and I solve it with these little tricks," Huang Ling turned her eyes. "What about Ding Yuyan? What did you say when you came back to the palace?"

"Ding Xiaozhu said she was a little tired, so she went to bed first and talked with him tomorrow."

"I think she is tired of dressing up. No wonder I came out this morning when I saw her wearing a pearl flower. It was with this idea," Huang Ling curved her lips. "Ding Yuyan is the youngest daughter of Ding family. I still want to give her some gifts."

"Ding Xiaozhu and Xiaozhu are the most noble of the seven beauties in their mother's family," the maid flattered. "Moreover, Xiaozhu's beauty is far above Ding Xiaozhu. I'm afraid that in the future, Xiaozhu will be the best one."

"Naturally, when I enter the palace, I want to be the best concubine to brighten my mother's family. Besides, the emperor left my brand first. I think he also likes me. I don't have to worry when I enter the palace in the future."

"But the most noble one in the palace is the virtuous imperial concubine," thought the maid. "It was originally the noble imperial concubine. Unfortunately, the empress offended the emperor and was demoted as a imperial concubine."

Huang Ling frowned. "It's strange to be such a concubine. I heard that she offended the emperor for three days, but she still sat firmly on the throne of the imperial concubine. This is the first time she fell down."

"I don't know. Maybe the emperor is really angry this time and wants to give the imperial concubine a color to see."

"No matter," Huang Ling shook his head, "since the German imperial concubine is the most noble, I naturally want to see the German imperial concubine first."