King An is a knot in Fu Rong's heart.

From childhood to adulthood, everything Fu Rong wanted, whether her family helped her find her, or she got it herself, was able to say that she would meet her requests.

The first frustration was that she wanted to subdue her mother-in-law, the princess of the County, hoping to get her liked, but she didn't do it. Perhaps she was more virtuous at that time and obeyed the princess of the County, and she could please the princess of the County, but compared with comfortable life, what is the princess of the County like?

The harmony between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is considered to be what Fu Rong himself gave up.

The second setback was Xu Jin. Since he entered the Su Palace, Fu Rong wanted to be favored by Xu Jin. Xu Jin died early in his previous life, and her efforts came to an abrupt end. Fu Rong had no regrets. After all, Xu Jin had already relaxed with her at that time. Fu Rong believed that if Xu Jin did not die, she would succeed.

The hardest thing Fu Rong let go of is King An.

That was a man she wanted to marry but had no chance to marry. It was like King An was a tiger. She was staring at him. She made many preparations to capture him. However, before she could get to King An, she was suddenly knocked out and didn't even have the chance to try to see if she could do it. This unpredictable doubt of the ending is even more annoying than finding that she couldn't do it after trying hard.

Fu Rong really wanted to know if she had the opportunity to approach King An, this future emperor who was as elegant as water, would like her.

So she didn't move, watching her hands lift her veil up.

She raised her head slightly and looked directly at the man under the peach tree without any cowardice.

Xu Ping raised his hand high, looked at the stunning beauty exposed under the veil, and forgot to move for a moment.

This was the first time he had seen her so close.

The little girl was even more beautiful than when she first met on the stone steps of Yongtai Temple that day, especially her clear and moist eyes, looking back at him boldly, just like her playful and cunning rhetoric just asked, which surprised him.

"April selection of concubines, have you been selected, right?" Xu Ping slowly lowered her veil and asked in a low voice.

Fu Rong nodded.

She, a girl, dared to catch up, has already shown her feelings for him. Since Xu Ping also wanted to marry her, she would not let her speak up and say something a girl was ashamed to speak. Peach blossom petals were rolling down next to her. Xu Ping reached out to catch it, and then spread her palms in front of her: "Xishan is a matchmaker and peach blossoms are a hiring. I wonder if the third girl is willing to marry me, the idle king?"

He didn't understand why this girl fell in love with her. Maybe she was like him and was moved at first sight.

Xu Ping waited quietly, feeling in his heart that he had never experienced before, novel and joyful.

And his palms were as white as jade and peach blossoms were as clouds.

Fu Rong had heard of An Wang Fengya, and only then did she truly appreciate it. She smiled silently and raised her hand to pick up the pink peach blossoms in his palm.

Seeing that she took the petals and was about to leave, Xu Ping moved his five fingers slightly, but he didn't hold them. He put down his hand and told him: "Dress up in the few days of choosing a concubine. I will fight for the rest. Let's go, don't let them be suspicious."

"Okay." Thinking of the excuse she made up when she came over, Fu Rong really didn't dare to stay too long. He responded lightly and turned around and left.

Her steps were as light as if she was stepping on the clouds.

King An likes her, he likes her...

Fu Rong really wanted to go home quickly and hid in the house and smiled to the fullest.

The dream of seeking but not getting what he wanted in his previous life was finally coming true. As long as she married King An and waited for a few years, she would be the queen in the future. The princess of the county who once looked down on her and ridiculed her in public and caused Liu Ruyi to die tragically, and the old lady who always made the second wife feel uncomfortable. Fu Rong really hopes to change his identity in the future and get along with them.

The knot in his heart was untied, and Fu Rong carefully put the peach petals into the sachet, and led his sister to find Fu Bao to fly a kite together, and had fun for a day.

After returning to his boudoir, Fu Rong hid in the gauze tent and went to laugh.

In Prince Su's mansion, Xu Jin's face could no longer be described as scattered.

He sat with his back to his subordinates, and his voice did not fluctuate at all when he asked: "How long have they been alone?"

Xu Ling, who has been responsible for close-kicking tracking Fu Rong, lowered his head and said, "It's very short, only a few words."

"A few words." Xu Jin repeated coldly.

Xu Ling saw sweat on his forehead. She and Xu Jia entered the Su Palace. However, King Su did not like women to serve him or deal with female subordinates. She had little chance of contact with King Su. She came and reported every day after the third girl of the Fu family came to Beijing and started talking to King Su. However, the questions and answers these days were enough to make her hear the suppressed anger in the man's words.

But she did not dare to lie, "About ten sentences, King An's guards were guarding nearby, and his subordinates did not dare to step forward, so they did not know what the two of them were talking to each other."

"What did she do after they separated? How was she feeling?" Xu Jin took out the long life thread and gently turned the five-color beads on it.

Xu Ling reported according to the truth.

Xu Jin smiled and looked out the window: "Go down."

Xu Ling quietly retreated. When she was about to go out, she heard a light sound, as if something had fallen to the ground. She wanted to look up, but in the end she just took the door gently.

In the dim study, Xu Jin paused for a long time before lifting his boots from the long-lived strand.

On the brown wooden board, the rare five-color pure pearls that ordinary people may not be able to see in their entire lives have all turned into powder.

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Seeing that the first election was about to be held on the second day, Concubine Shu was worried and ordered someone to announce her son to the palace again.

"Mom." Xu Jin sat down opposite his mother, looking as usual.

But Shufei frowned and asked him worriedly: "Is it very busy with errands this month? Why have you lost so much weight?"

"I'm a little busy." Xu Jin admitted frankly, and pinched a piece of red bean cake from the fruit plate, "Let's have more food."

The son would also say playful words to coax her. Concubine Shu felt a little relieved. She just wanted to choose a concubine, but she couldn't help but look up at Xu Jin: "Which girl do you like? My mother knows it, so she can handle some things for her and ask someone to take care of her. If you don't say it, what if she loses the election?"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Qing, the sixth prince who had just walked to the door of the inner room, stopped his feet and winked at the palace maids behind him, not allowing them to speak.

Xu Jin still said the same thing: "Mom is too worried, and her son has not taken a fancy to anyone. The matter of choosing a concubine will be decided by the father."

Concubine Shu didn't believe it, but she understood that her son didn't want to say that it would be useless for many times, so she mentioned another thing: "Then your body..."

Xu Jin waved his hand and finished a piece of red bean cake and said, "My son knows it. I'm just waiting for the future to hold my grandson."

He could not get close to others, and for the sake of his legitimate son, he would marry her as a princess, and she would be his princess and the mother of his children. Apart from her body, she had nothing worthy of his nostalgia, and he would not give her any favors other than her status.

Concubine Shu looked at him, sighed, and stood up to pour tea for him: "Don't just eat those, drink some water."

Xu Jin smiled sincerely.

Xu Qing walked in at this moment, "What are you talking about with your fourth brother?"

"Why are your fourth sister-in-law?" Shufei didn't hide it from her younger son, "But your fourth brother is strict and refuses to tell her mother what kind of girl he likes."

Xu Jin was helpless and found an excuse to slip.

Xu Qing watched him leave, and the smile on his face could no longer be concealed. He said anxiously: "Mom, go and ask your father again, and choose my princess by the way. I am fifteen years old and I am at the age of discussing marriage..."

Concubine Shu shook her head: "The mansion will be opened after the wedding. You are still too young. I didn't think that your fifth brother was only seventeen years old and wanted to get married. Please wait for another two years." Among the princes, the fourth brother, who was the only one who had not got married, opened the mansion early, but that was obtained by his son's military achievements. The sixth brother was still like a child, and it was useless for her to ask Emperor Jiahe.

"What should I do if Wanwan was picked out!" Xu Qian was anxious and paced back and forth in front of Shufei: "Mom, can't you see it? I've liked Wanwan for a long time, I..."

"Stop!" Shufei said with a slight face and said, "You say another word, and my mother will no longer ask Wanwan to come to Zhaoning Palace to accompany me!"

Xu Qian shut up aggrievedly, and then thought of something. The depression on his face was quickly replaced by ecstasy: "Mom said that she would ask Wanwan to come to the palace in the future, which means that Wanwan would not be picked up this time?"

He was happy, and Concubine Shu shook her head and her eyes fell on the chair Xu Jin had just sat on: "Why don't you think about it? Your father loves you the most. Your fourth brother and fifth brother have the best concubine. He will give your sweetheart to them as a concubine? You, if you are half calm with your fourth brother, you can enjoy a peaceful life."

She spoke earnestly, Xu Qian went in and out of the left ear, and her mind was that Cui Wan would not be snatched away.

The next day and the beginning of the moon are the day of the primary election.

The men all went to court or work early. When Fu Rong and Shen Qing set off, only the female relatives came to see you off. Qiao was quite calm and pulled Fu Rong aside and told him the last time: "As what I taught you before, I will come back soon. Mom and your younger brother and sister are waiting for you at home."

Fu Rong understood that his parents' hard work was just...

"Don't always think about me, don't worry, no matter whether it goes well or not, your daughter will take good care of herself." Fu Rong could not tell the truth, and could only comfort her mother in this way, so as not to worry her parents when she was waiting for the final election in the palace.

After saying goodbye, Fu Rong and Shen Qing got on the carriage together.

Shen Qing's eyes were a little red, and she held Fu Rong's hand and whispered: "Three sister, I'm afraid, I don't want to choose."

Fu Rong calmly withdrew his hand and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, we are going to choose a concubine, and the palace will not make things difficult for us."

Fu Rong had some grudges towards Shen Qing.

According to her observation, Lin Shaotang was sincere to Fu Bao, and there must be something hidden when he married Shen Qing. Fu Rong was not a saint, and her heart would be biased towards those close to her. Fu Bao was open, angry and happy in his face. Fu Rong instinctively felt that the problem of a pair of childhood sweethearts in his previous life must be Shen Qing or Lin Shaotang.

Shen Qing lowered her head and said quietly: "The old lady can't bear to leave me, and I can't bear to leave her either. I know that my second uncle and aunt don't want my third sister to go in. Did they teach the third sister how to lose the election earlier?"

Fu Rong looked at her in surprise: "Is there any way to help us lose the election?"

Shen Qing nodded and took out two garlic cloves from her cuffs. "I heard that I had to check my tone. The old lady asked me to chew a piece. Do the third sister want it? Let's go forward and retreat together."

Fu Rong showed hesitation, and after a while, he shook his head: "Forget it, my sister, I don't dare."

Chen Qing bit her lip, lowered her head and stopped talking.

Soon the carriage arrived in front of a palace gate. Fu Rong and Chen Qing got off the horse. Under the guidance of a Surong Madam, she lined up with several other girls and went to an elegant and quiet yard.

There are three levels of primary election. First, look at the voice of tall, short, fat, thin, and then go inside the house to check whether there are scars and odors. Finally, go into the inner room and go to the experienced nanny to check whether it is innocent.

While waiting in line, Fu Rong saw many acquaintances, after all, she had visited many seats in the capital.

Li Huarong was wearing a red dress, still with a high-ranking princess demeanor, her eyes teleported away from Fu Rong.

This is the fifth prince's concubine who is appointed, that is, the future Princess Cheng.

Fu Rong looked at the future Sixth Prince's Concubine, Cui Wan.

Cui Wan smiled softly at her, like a delicate pink peony.

Fu Rong smiled back and then looked ahead without looking at the others.

The third level of inspection was soon over. When Fu Rong came out of the house, he found that the girls in the yard were divided into two teams, one with joy and the other withstand the embarrassment. Fu Rong followed the instructions of the nanny and went to the team where Li Huarong and Cui Wan were.

Not long after, Chen Qing walked out.

Fu Rong looked at her curiously.

Chen Qing's face was pale, her eyes were facing her, and she immediately turned away as if she had done something wrong and was discovered. She lowered her head slightly and lined up behind Fu Rong.

Fu Rong raised the corners of his mouth, and the poor old lady's painstaking efforts were destined to be wasted.

Next is three days of etiquette teaching.

All the selected ladies in the capital were generally unmistakable, and their words and deeds were generally not wrong. Only two little girls were taken out because of verbal disputes. Fu Rong was the most beautiful and inevitably felt a few words of sorrow. Fu Rong turned a deaf ear to him. When he learned the rules from the teaching nanny, he dressed very plainly and inconspicuously. When he was free, he stayed in the house to read books, but was praised by the teaching nanny.

After learning the rules well, they naturally need to go to the queen and several empresses, and they will select the princess and concubines.
Chapter completed!