"Xu Meiren? But Xu Qianxiao, the daughter of the regent, the sick young man who fell ill when he entered the palace?"

As soon as Chu Wuyou mentioned the word regent, ice filled his brows.

He was really a shrewd old man. In order to get information about him, he actually arranged for his daughter to enter the palace, and on the other hand, he arranged for his daughter to marry Prince Jing. He really tried to please both parties.

"Yes, sister Qianxiao, please forgive me, I will never dare to do this again." After saying this, the concubine started to cry, her thin shoulders shaking, she really had a different kind of beauty.

Chu Wuyou looked at the bunch of concubines coldly. They were all afraid of his power. The gifts they prepared were either gold, silver and jewelry, or they found someone to replace them.

They all dare not be themselves and only dare to rely on others. No one will treat him sincerely. They are all a group of women who are afraid of imperial power and greedy for vanity.

Looking at these exquisite embroideries, a sad sneer flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and brushed the pile of gifts, knocking them all to the ground. His body was covered with a chilling air, and he said in a deep voice: "Give them all."

I’m getting out, getting out!”

He roared angrily, scaring the palace concubines into running out of the palace, fearing that if they were too late, they would become a dead soul under his palm.

This time he did not deal with the concubine who had committed fraud, which was strange. If it had been in the past, he would have been punished if he had discovered the fraud.

But he didn't.

The concubines could not guess what the prince was thinking, they only knew that he was in a bad mood now.

Chu Wuyou raised his bright red lips coldly, and his narrow red phoenix eyes were slightly cold. If this embroidery was embroidered by them themselves, even if it was poorly embroidered, he would definitely accept it happily.

It's a pity that these are all a bunch of hypocritical women.

"I will give you three more days. After three days, whoever has the most thoughtful gift, I will make him the royal concubine." The man's evil words resounded through the hall, and the concubines who ran outside were all stunned.

Why, in the heart of this prince, the position of noble concubine is like child's play, and can be awarded to others at will like a piece of candy.

However, does this mean that they all have a chance?

They always believed that the unparalleledly handsome Crown Prince was not so cold-blooded, and that he also loved women, but they just didn't meet the one that made his heart beat.

If you can sit on the position of the royal concubine, you can be on par with the prince.

You don't need a prominent family background or outstanding appearance. As long as you make the most thoughtful birthday gift, you can win the position of concubine. Doesn't everyone have a chance?

Thinking of this, the hearts of the concubines suddenly jumped. Maybe the prince would disdain the concubines.

But if she were a royal concubine, he would definitely look at her differently. They all wanted to be the lucky Cinderella.

But the man's next words were like a basin of cold water, pouring them from head to toe.

"The order is passed down. Beauty Lin is virtuous and generous, and her embroidery work is excellent. I will display her in the Yilan Palace tomorrow night."

Yilan Palace is where Lin Qianxiao lives.

Hearing these words, all the concubines shuddered. The sick man who never showed up was unexpectedly being visited by the prince.

Unfortunately, this is either a blessing or a curse.

I heard that among the women favored by the prince over the years, which one survives?

Should they be happy for Lin Meiren, or feel sorry for her?

Maybe he died mysteriously the next day after serving the prince.
Chapter completed!