"Choose a servant?" Feng Qiongcang's words made Feng Jiuer stunned for a while.
Fengjiang had nothing to do with it. He sat aside and grabbed an apple to gnaw.
"Jiu'er is already over sixteen, so he can indeed choose to serve as your servant." He smiled.
If Your Highness chooses to be a minister now, he will most likely become an emperor in the future, and his position will be equivalent to that of the current queen.
But having said that, the middle and rear seats in my father's palace have been vacant for so many years, and it seems that my father has never cared about the choice of queen.
Now, there is no queen, so the princess has to choose a minister. Is the father preparing to give up the throne?
But this little princess Jiuer has just come back, can she really take over this country?
What on earth is the father thinking?
"Brother Three Emperors, you have found someone you like. You think you can get married after I finish choosing your lord servant quickly, don't you?"
Jiu'er still remembers what Fengjiang told her last time!
They, who are the royal brothers, have to wait for her, some kind of prince, to choose his attendants and get married before they can think about their own life events.
This guy must have a girl he likes, so he would push her out in a hurry.
However, after being together for so long, it seems that he has never paid much attention to any girl.
The confidentiality work was done very well.
"You have a girl you like?" Feng Qiongcang's eyes fell on Feng Jiang, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp!
Feng Jiang was startled, and hurriedly threw down the apple in his hand, stood up, and bowed: "Back to my father, I have never cared about the personal affairs of my children. How can I have a woman I like?"
He glanced sideways at Feng Jiu'er, his eyes full of reproach.
Saying this in front of your father, isn't it looking for death?
Feng Jiu'er naturally didn't know the relationship, but she couldn't act shrewd in front of her father.
Even the father could see the reproachful look in the third emperor's brother's eyes.
She could only mutter a little and said resentfully: "Brother Sanhuang, why are you staring at me? I was just joking!"
Fengjiang really wanted to strangle her to death, but in front of his father, he told her what he was glaring at her.
Although it is true, she will soon be the crown prince, and her status makes her "unqualified" to glare at her.
This girl is such a disaster!
Feng Jiang hurriedly lowered his head and said in a deep voice to Feng Qiongcang: "Father, the emperor has learned clearly that the sons and ministers will protect the emperor's sister wholeheartedly and will never have second thoughts."
Jiu'er pursed her lips and glanced at him, her eyes filled with a proud smile, but now there was a hint of darkness.
It seems that the royal brothers are really cautious in front of their father, and they don't look like a father-son relationship at all.
However, the days of the royal family are generally similar.
The words "Being with you is like being with a tiger" flashed through my mind again, and I couldn't help but feel a slight chill in my heart.
Being born into a royal family seems to be a blessing, but living in such a humble and cautious way is actually not as good as living in an ordinary family.
Feng Qiongcang's expression was not very good, and he waved his hand, and Feng Jiang returned to his seat and sat down, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
I wanted to glare at that girl and warn her, but after thinking about it, I endured it.
This guy usually seemed smart and smart. He even felt that when she was healing the Fourth Emperor's uncle, she was as cold and calm as a wise man.
But why does it always seem like there is no strength left when you come to your father's place?
Jiu'er ignored him and continued to eat her own snacks.
"So, Jiu'er, do you have any opinion on the matter of selecting the servant?" Feng Qiongcang asked.
Jiuer thought for a while, shook his head, and nodded again.
Raising her head to meet Feng Qiongcang's gaze, she blinked: "Father, can I make the decision on this matter?"
"Huh?" Feng Qiongcang raised an eyebrow.
Jiuer immediately said: "For example, who should be chosen as the servant and how many servants should be chosen? Is it my own decision?"
"Of course Jiu'er has the final say." Feng Qiongcang's eyes were filled with doting light.
It's because the light is so bright that it makes people feel unreal.
Jiu'er just pretended that she couldn't see anything and smiled happily.
"That's great! So, when does it start? What do I need to do?"
"The imperial list will be distributed today, and you will be selected in the palace in seven days."
"Then..." Feng Jiuer seemed to have thought of something and bit her finger, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Do you still have doubts about Jiu'er?" Feng Qiongcang stared at her face. He didn't know whether it was because he liked his daughter so much that he kept staring at her, or whether he was studying the expressions on her face and eyes.
Jiu'er seemed to be really embarrassed and secretly glanced at his father.
Seeing that he had been staring at her, she suddenly felt even more guilty.
"If you have anything to say, you might as well tell your father."
"I..." Feng Jiuer hesitated for a long time, then said: "Father, then... what kind of status can I participate in the selection? Is it okay for ordinary people to be ordinary people?"
She seemed to have no confidence. She didn't dare to look at Feng Qiongcang and say this directly.
Feng Jiang was afraid that what she said would make his father angry, so he hurriedly said: "How can ordinary people be worthy of your status? Of course it is not possible."
Feng Qiongcang stared at the anxiety and disappointment between Feng Jiuer's brows, and after a moment, he suddenly laughed loudly.
"Are Jiu'er thinking about the stunning man who came to see you tonight?"
Feng Jiuer was stunned and immediately lowered his head, feeling panicked, uneasy, and a little shy.
Fengjiang didn't know what else to say to explain her. His father seemed to be able to see through everything, but Jiu'er was so stupid that he couldn't see through it at all.
As the dialogue went back and forth, he seemed particularly busy, and no one could guess what he was thinking.
Is the matter as simple as it seems on the surface? If he hadn't seen Feng Jiuer's calm and even indifferent side, he would have thought it was nothing.
But the Jiuer we usually get along with is not so silly!
Is it true that people become stupid just because they have someone they like?
Feng Qiongcang suppressed his smile and said calmly: "Don't panic, although it is impossible for my father to let anyone have the opportunity to become a servant..."
Seeing Feng Jiu'er, he suddenly felt disappointed, and Feng Qiongcang smiled and said: "But, as long as he has the ability, or has extraordinary talents, and can help you manage the country, or has excellent martial arts, and can protect you, then he will be able to protect you."
A chance to become an emperor."
"Father, are you serious about what you said?" Feng Jiuer raised her head and met his gaze, her eyes suddenly filled with countless hopes.
Feng Qiongcang smiled, nodded and said, "Of course it's true."
"Thank you, Father!" She didn't seem to know why she wanted to thank him, but maybe she was in a good mood, so she just said her thanks.
Finally, Feng Jiuer asked again: "So, how to sign up for the selection?"
"Father will send out the imperial list, and anyone who is capable can be selected."
There was a glint in Feng Qiongcang's eyes that no one could understand, and he smiled and said: "First, the master will conduct the preliminary selection. Seven days later, there will be a second selection in front of the hall. At that time, you can personally supervise the selection."
