Yinzhen took a deep look at her, then turned to look at Shumulu Jiahui. He said nothing for a long time, but there was a hint of struggle in his dark eyes.
The sun was setting in the west, and before I knew it, it was dusk. This time was the longest one among many beautiful girls, just because of one person.
No one asked Shumulu Jiahui to get up, so she kept squatting and kneeling on the ground, her legs were sore and numb, and she was shaking uncontrollably. She didn't know why the emperor and the empresses were paying so much attention to her, let alone why they were so late.
No decision yet.
As for herself, she wanted to enter the palace. After Ama won the imperial examination, she spent all her wealth to fill the vacancy of a county magistrate in Jiangzhou. Then because she had no money to take care of the job, she has been trapped in poverty in Jiangzhou for several years.
In this place, even if you have outstanding political achievements, there will be no one
Ask about it. And she is Amma's only hope in this life. As long as she is selected as a palace concubine, even if she is just a noble person or even a constant presence, her identity will undergo earth-shaking changes. From now on, she will no longer be the daughter of the magistrate, but the emperor's concubine.
She is a woman of heaven.
With this important identity, Ama will be noticed by others, and she will no longer be as unknown as she is now. She originally thought that her appearance was quite outstanding, but only after entering the palace did she realize that there are many people who are better than her.
Especially Wen Xiunv and others, their appearance
The beauty is unparalleled, each has its own merits. Her original confidence suffered a lot of setbacks. But she did not give up. Today before dawn, she got up and dressed up carefully, painted her eyebrows, and applied a thin layer of makeup, so that she could impress the emperor.
The next impression draws his attention to himself.
Now, she did notice it, but it was obviously not because of her appearance, but because of something she didn't know at all, so she was filled with deep uneasiness.
The eight beautiful ladies standing behind her all had different expressions, but they were all somewhat resentful. It was because of Shu Mulu Jiahui that they had been standing with her for so long for no reason, and they had not been seen by the emperor yet.
One glance.
"Four joys." Following Yinzhen's words, everyone's hearts became excited. Even Nala couldn't help but lean in the direction of Yinzhen. They knew that Yinzhen must have made a decision, whether to stay or not.
, we will see the result soon.
Just when everyone thought that Yinzhen would appreciate the jade pendant and keep her, they heard him say: "Appreciate the flowers."
Flower viewing? In other words, failed? This decision was beyond everyone's expectations, so much so that Chu Xiugong suddenly became quiet, and they could only hear their own breathing and heartbeats.
Ling Ruo looked at Yinzhen blankly, never expecting that he could resist Nalan Meier's shadow and refuse Shumulu Jiahui from entering the palace. This... how is this possible?
In astonishment, she looked at Yinzhen's clear features under the setting sun. When Yinzhen turned his head and showed her a breathless smile, she suddenly understood something. A wordless feeling suddenly surged into her heart, and her eyes trembled.
Her breasts became moist, and she quickly turned her head away for fear that tears would flow out.
It is true that Yinzhen has never forgotten his love for Nalan Meier, but equally, his feelings for him are absolutely true. He doesn't want to make himself worried and sad, and he doesn't want to cause troubles like Tong Jialiluo again, so he cruelly rejected Shumulujia.
Wisdom enters the palace.
It is indeed not easy for an emperor to treat a woman like this...
The Nala family on the other side was not as moved as she was. After being stunned, fear and panic emerged in her heart. With her eyesight and mind, she could naturally see why Yinzhen did not agree, but she did not expect that Niu Hulu Lingruo
It has such a heavy weight in Yinzhen's heart that it can compete with Nalan Meier's shadow.
She didn't want to believe it, but she couldn't believe the facts before her. She could only watch helplessly as Shumulu Jiahui desperately took the delicate and lifelike silk flower that represented the failure.
All the beautiful women breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it was finally over. Just as they were concentrating and preparing for selection, they heard Yinzhen say: "The rest of them will each be rewarded with a silk flower and return it to their family."
The show girls did not expect such a result, and they all froze on the spot. It was not until Yinzhen and others left that they came back to their senses. Two of them couldn't bear the shock of losing and fainted, and the four of them fainted.
Xi quickly ordered people to carry the two people down, and the rest followed him out of Chuxiu Palace.
On the way back to Zhongcui Palace, the two beautiful ladies were crying, feeling very sad that the emperor had lost the election without taking a closer look at them.
"Why are you crying? You won't be upset by crying." The beautiful lady walking in the front turned around and scolded.
One of them sobbed and said: "Oh, after today, we have to go back. Before coming, my family told me that I must be selected. How can I have the nerve to go back to see them like this?"
These words touched the hearts of all the beautiful women, and those who had not cried just now couldn't help but feel sad. Which beautiful woman came to participate in the election and did not have high hopes from her family, hoping that she could fly on a branch and become a phoenix.
"It's already like this. No matter how shameless you are, you have to go back." The beautiful girl said angrily. When she caught a glimpse of Shu Mulu Jiahui, who was following behind, she was furious. She walked up to her and sneered:
"Aren't you very capable? The Emperor is so fascinated that you are the only one in his eyes. Why did you still lose the election?"
"I did not confuse the emperor." Shumulu Jiahui was also very sad. He had no intention of arguing with her. After saying this, he wanted to bypass her and continue to Zhongcui Palace. However, the beautiful girl refused to let go.
She moved her steps and stopped her again: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Shumulu Jiahui recognized her, and Zhaojia Xiuyi was one of the more outstanding among the beautiful women. I heard that her mother was a high official in the court. Not only did she have an outstanding family background, but her appearance was also quite outstanding, second only to the Wen family and others.
I thought I would definitely be selected this time, but ended up like this. You can imagine how unwilling you are.
"My lord, we should go back to Zhongcui Palace. It would be bad if we are late." Seeing that something was wrong, a palace maid accompanying us came up and said something.
She said with a smile, "Don't worry, the draft has passed. Let's walk here slowly and watch. Besides, Show Girl Shumulu and I still have a lot to say."
If it were normal, she would still be a little jealous of these palace maids, but now, the left and right have been defeated, and they will be returned to the family tomorrow, so what else should they care about. In short, she must express such a bad breath today!
"But..." Before the palace maid could say anything, Zhaojia Xiuyi glared over and said, "Are you the mistress or am I the mistress?"
Seeing what she said, the palace maid did not argue with her. After all, although the young master was not a master, he was still higher than slaves like them.
Seeing the palace maid retreat, Zhaojia Xiuyi's eyes flashed with pride, then she stared at Shumulu and Jiahui said coldly: "Speak, weren't you very good at speaking just now? You coaxed the emperor into looking at you alone." Seeing Shumulujia.
Hui still didn't speak. She grabbed her hair and said sternly: "Didn't you hear what I asked you? Say it!"
"It hurts. I haven't done anything. Please let go!" Shumulu Jiahui tried hard to break free, but her hand grabbed her even tighter, as if she was trying to tear her scalp off alive.
One of the ladies who was close to Zhaojia Xiuyi couldn't bear to say: "Xiuyi, let's forget it, she didn't mean it."