The news about the seventh prince of Yanbei Kingdom choosing a concubine at the 'Qianpan Lake' spread throughout Yanbei Kingdom. Those young ladies who did not leave their boudoirs all day felt as if they had kicked a little rabbit, and their hearts were pounding.
A long time ago, Yan Jinghong was just an unpopular prince who was abandoned in the cold palace. Who knows that things have changed, and now Yan Jinghong is no longer the abandoned and pitiful man he was at the beginning. This person controls the imperial power of Yanbei.
The prince has become a wonderful figure who can turn clouds and rain with his hands...
That unparalleled face and that elegant temperament have captivated the hearts of so many girls...
Qianpan Lake...
The willow trees are shady, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the sparkling lake water reflects the light-colored halo, which is dazzlingly beautiful.
In the center of Qianpan Lake, there is a large pavilion, connected end to end by a long and wide flat bridge. In the center of the pavilion is a high seat made of white jade cushions, covered with fine blankets. The man there is dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a jade crown.
He looked at the various women in front of him with a light smile, it was like a scene of flowers blooming.
The pavilion was built in the center of Qianpan Lake. This kind of scene is extremely luxurious. People have already gathered around Qianpan Lake. Even if you can't get close, it's still good to see it from a distance. I'm afraid you'll never see this kind of formation in your lifetime.
a while.
On the lake, the water is rippling, and several small boats carrying young girls are approaching slowly. Some in red or green shirts have used all their tricks to dress themselves up, hoping to get the attention of the noble and elegant man in the high position.
One glance.
The sun was slightly warm, reflecting slantingly on the man in the pavilion. Yan Jinghong watched with cold eyes as one woman after another approached with the cooperation of her family, her face was shy and timid, and her eyes contained expectation.
Behind Yan Jinghong was Leng Juesha, who was dressed in murderous red, with a cold expression on his face. Behind him was Lei Shura, looking coldly at the various women on the bridge, with no appreciation in his heart, just rouge and gouache, the woman the master wanted was never
It's not just the embroidered straw bag type.
Yanbei Palace has a lot of miraculous medicines, so it is not surprising that Lei Shura can stand here. Shen Lianshuang was seriously injured. He was beaten hard by the little fox. It must have been very hard, and two fingers were cut off. He did not appear in
It's normal here, Meteor Soul is not here, and Yan Jinghong is only surrounded by Leng Juesha and Lei Shura.
Qianpan Lake is breathtakingly beautiful, and with the flowers in full bloom and colorful colors, the scenery is intoxicating.
Beautiful women from all walks of life, dressed in red and green, surrounded by pearls and jade, have extraordinary temperament. Occasionally, the breeze blows and the fragrance of flowers bursts.
The hour had almost passed, and almost all the people who were supposed to come had arrived. Yan Jinghong glanced at the various Qianjins on the bridge who were slightly saluting, and nodded to indicate the start.
There is no need for a cumbersome introduction, the list has already been presented next to it.
The most obvious thing is that it is the second young lady of the Hua family. Yan Jinghong's eyes were staring at the three words "Hua Nishang" and he was slightly lost in thought. Thinking of Mr. Xuehu's "heroic deeds" three days ago, a smile appeared on his face, as cold as water.
Muttered to himself, 'He's really brave!'
Looking up, there are a hundred long tables on both sides of Qianpan Lake. There is a guest sitting on each table. Most of these people are people of some status in the court. On the long tables, there are delicious food, jade cups and fine wine.
The jade plate with fruits and the extremely luxurious reception showed the 'sincerity' of the man in attendance.
Yan Jinghong's eyes were as deep as a crescent moon in the dark night. Among the girls, he saw Hua Nishang at a glance. She was dressed in green and full of vitality. She only looked at her appearance, but she was from the upper class, and her temperament was even better than that.
Aloof and arrogant, he stands out among the crowd.
The daughter of Prime Minister Hua...
The corners of Yan Jinghong's lips raised slightly, just to go through the motions. In fact, it was a waste of time. Hua Nishang seemed to feel the scrutinizing gaze in the pavilion, and her back straightened involuntarily. She dared
Guaranteed, among these people, she is definitely the best choice. Ever since that chance encounter at 'Ten Miles of Fragrance', the figure in the Qingfeng Pavilion has been engraved into the girl's heart like a branding iron. In this life - I will not marry anyone who is not my husband.
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With just one glance, Yan Jinghong's eyes turned away lightly. There are many women in this world with rouge, vulgar powder, and no appearance. His eyes would never be attracted by their simple appearance.
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When Prince Yan chose his concubine, Emperor Yanbei did not come, but no one felt strange. Perhaps these people already knew in their hearts that the imperial power was already in whose hands, and the master of the Tiger Iron Armored Army would always be Yanbei Kingdom.
The person in charge of the throne, therefore, is trying very hard to send his daughter to the palace. She cannot be the crown princess, but can only be a concubine. When Yan Jinghong succeeds to the throne, one of the four concubines will also have a place.
The little eunuch's shrill voice sounded in Qianpan Lake. As the names were read out one by one, the concubine selection ceremony was about to get involved.
No one knows why Yan Jinghong set up the concubine selection ceremony in the middle of Qianpan Lake. It indeed unintentionally enveloped the hearts of young girls. This extremely romantic place is the expectation of every young girl.
The Prime Minister Hua Quan’s Two Thousand Gold——Hua Nishang.
The daughter of Shen He, the Minister of War - Shen Mengmeng!
General Wang Ruizhi’s daughter—Wang Dansha!
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The little eunuch dutifully reported the names one by one. A young girl sitting on the willow tree outside Qianpan Lake smiled sweetly. She looked at the various beauties, her mouth curled up in amusement, and she muttered slightly impatiently, "It's so slow! We haven't started yet!"
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Following the girl's complaint, the concubine selection ceremony was on track. First, the daughter of the Minister of War played a guzheng. She played it very gracefully, but maybe she was a little nervous. The technique was skillful, but the sound of the guzheng was unnatural.
The waves on the lake were heard far away. The pavilion was five feet away from the shore. The onlookers probably heard it vaguely, but the young girl on the tree heard it clearly. She shook her head while listening and expressed her words very pertinently.
Opinion, this woman has no chance...
The next one, the daughter of the Minister, stands proudly with a picture of plum blossoms. Her noble temperament that still refuses to give up in the first snow has won a lot of favor. The girl on the tree is in tragedy. What kind of painting should I draw when choosing a concubine? She can't see clearly from so far away.
La!
Yan Jinghong in the main hall always had a cold smile, an admirable elegance, and a dazzling beauty. He never made any comments from beginning to end...
It only made a lot of girls tremble in their hearts...
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Finally, Hua Nishang, the second young lady of the Hua family, appeared on the stage. Her cold and charming appearance was already the best choice among the other daughters. With a pipa in her hand, she walked up gracefully and bowed to Yan Jinghong.
Full of etiquette, showing the upbringing of the Hua family...
"Hua Nishang has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Yingying bowed, her figure was graceful, her waist was slender, and the willows were supported by the wind.
Yan Jinghong raised his hand, a deep smile flashed in his eyes, and signaled to start. It is said that the second young lady of the Hua family has excellent piano skills, so let him listen today to see how good she is.
Outside Qianpan Lake, the little fox hiding on the willow tree ate the last chestnut and caught a glimpse of Hua Nishang coming on the stage. Her eyes suddenly shone like stars and she muttered, "Damn, she finally came on stage. She delayed my return home. Look."
My aunt won’t chop you up!”
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