In the sixth year of Qingli, the harem was elected. All women of civil age can enter the palace. The daughter of an official family, choose the eldest and take the heir.

As soon as this order was issued, the whole country was in an uproar. Daqing has always valued grandchildren over grandchildren, and all eldest sons, if not sons-in-law, are not allowed to inherit the family business. Therefore, the harem chooses to take the heirs for a long time, which makes people unable to bridge.

But all over the court, no one hindered it. For the sake of no other one - the saint today is the eldest son, but not the son-in-law.

"Do you have any objections?"

The golden chair represents absolute power. He sat in front of the hall all night, coldly glancing at the people below who bowed their heads. After waiting for a long time, no one answered in the vast palace.

He Lianye's biological mother, the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian, is a famous beauty in Daqing. Although she was born from a mediocre background, she was born with ice muscles and jade bones, and she was the emperor's favorite concubine.

Sex is like a father, and it follows its mother. He Lianye's facial features are delicate and picturesque, and they are lined with a pair of sword eyebrows, which is not feminine at all. Coupled with his unangry and self-authoritative momentum, it is even more heart-wrenching.

According to legend, ******** saying that "a dragon gives birth to nine sons, not a long one", in order to prove Helianye's status in his heart. It is also the primary reason for abandoning his grandson later.

Above the court, there was still no one to answer for a long time, and He snorted coldly in his heart overnight, but the corners of his mouth were slowly hooked. Since his accession to the throne, he has used a series of vigorous measures to rectify the court, until those respected old horsemen have been forced to retire before he stops.

Now it seems that the results have been very good.

"Retreat!"

With a shout, everyone's hanging hearts finally fell back into place. The court, which was still silent, was like ants being blown up like ants after he left overnight, and they were disturbed endlessly.

Some lament the majesty of the saints, some secretly sigh that the concubines are not blessed, and more are thinking about the appearance of the eldest daughter......

The Song family has two daughters, clear water out of hibiscus, shallow pond and lotus. Song Liansheng and Song Furong, two sisters, were born as beautiful as fairies, and they were only as tall as catkins. In this Changping City, everyone knows it.

In this draft, Song Qingxiu, who is the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, naturally wants to choose the eldest daughter to enter the palace.

"Liansheng, try this new dress." The smiling grandmother held the newly made dress and rushed impatiently. This girl has watched her grow up since she was a child, and she gave birth to a face that captivates the country and the city, and this time she enters the palace, she must have to make great achievements.

As soon as she finished speaking, the person with her back to her slowly turned around. The light eyebrows are like autumn water, and the jade skin is accompanied by a light breeze. Song Liansheng stood quietly next to the shallow pool, gestures, but looking forward to the brilliance.

"Mama, run slower." She chuckled and spoke, her face light. That fluttering appearance, but lined with sweaty grandmothers, became more and more wolf-like.

"Oh, my young lady!" Mama laughed and complained, "It's not good to wait for the clothes in this Shiquan Fang, Mama and I have been guarding the door for three days before I can get this skirt back!" ”

Shiquanfang is the best cloth workshop in Changping City, not only the materials are exquisite, but the clothes are also novel and chic. Because of the high price, even if it is an official eunuch, it is rarely affordable.

Song Liansheng took the light blue gauze skirt and was silent. The touch is very slippery, and it is obviously a good yarn weave. A layer of indigo cloth on the surface is embroidered with a pattern of colorful butterflies, which is very fine.

When she changed her clothes and came out of the room, the grandmother waiting outside instantly looked straight in the eye!

On a July day with the heat of summer, Song Liansheng wore a light blue tulle skirt, which made her skin white and beautiful. During the walk, the light butterfly wide sleeves swayed with the wind, making it more elegant. Just standing casually made her flutter like a fairy.

"It's amazing, it's amazing..."Mama circled around her excitedly, her eyes full of admiration. In this Changping City, if she can find a more beautiful woman than Song Liansheng, she would rather be blind in these eyes!

"Miss will definitely be prosperous and rich when she enters the palace this time." Without hesitation, she boasted that Mama really believed it. With the beauty of her young lady, it is not difficult to win the favor of the emperor.

So now, she naturally looks at the eldest daughter of the Song family differently.

Song Liansheng looked at the excitement in her eyes and did not speak. The figure in the bronze mirror is slender, soft and boneless, no matter how you look at it, the appearance is extremely standard. However, she was not happy about it.

Leaving behind the grandmother who was still secretly excited, she walked slowly into the room with tired steps. There is still unstoppable laughter behind him, presumably in Mama's heart, she has already seen the scene of her favored harem.

"Misfortune and fortune are relied on, blessing and misfortune are lurking..."Song Liansheng shook his head, and his lonely back disappeared between the screens. In the silence, there was only the sigh that lingered in the empty room......

Song Liansheng was reborn, and only she knew about it. I thought I had died under the arrows, but I didn't want to, and when I woke up, I went back to seven years ago, the year she entered the palace.

Leaning lightly on the head of the bed, the beautiful dress has been taken off, and it is now neatly placed on the table. Song Liansheng looked at it a little distracted, making a dress in Shiquanfang had to cost half a month of Song Mansion's expenses.

When I had it in my last life, I was overjoyed. thought it was my father's love that would cost her so much. And this life......

Song Liansheng sneered, "It's really hard work!" ”

The day of entering the palace is set for the first day of the eighth month, and there is still half a moon before this time. In this interval, Song Liansheng closed the door and went out to accompany the pen and ink embroidery cloth all day long. That leisurely and quiet appearance made Song Qingxiu very satisfied.

On this day, she put the freshly embroidered handkerchief into a wooden box. Looking at the various fabrics that have been covered inside, my heart feels stable. The day of entering the palace is getting closer and closer, and her time is running out.

"Yo, I'm going to enter the palace, my sister still has such idleness?"

With a pause in his fingers, Song Liansheng didn't have to look back, and Song Liansheng knew who it was. In this mansion, the only one who can trespass into her boudoir as if she was in a no-man's land is her pampered and proud sister.

Song Furong strode over, and when she saw the embroidered cloth and handkerchief that had not yet had time to put away, she smiled contemptuously. It is said that cheap concubines give birth to cheap seeds, and they can't get on the table, even if they enter the palace, they are still inferior!

Unlike Song Liansheng, Song Furong's mother is the daughter of Shangshu, and she is the wife of the eight-lift sedan chair to marry into the door. She has grown up in the palm of her hand since she was a child, even though Song Liansheng is her sister, she has never been looked at by her.

Who would have thought that as soon as the holy order came out, this cheap seed who was trampled under her feet would be able to enter the palace before her!

Without hiding her anger at all, she looked at Song Liansheng's eyes with full resentment.

"Song Liansheng, remember, don't think that you can be higher than me if you enter the palace! When I come to the palace next year, you will still be nothing! ”

Recently, it has been rumored in the palace that if you enter the palace as an eldest lady, you will definitely be able to win the favor and soar. The more Song Furong listened, the more uncomfortable she became, for fear that she would be pressed down in the future, so she came here to demonstrate.

Regarding her threat, Song Liansheng just smiled faintly, what will this sister do, she has already understood it very thoroughly in her previous life. Thinking of this, her eyes darkened, but she still smiled gently: "My sister is too worried, even if I can enter the palace, there are thousands of show girls, how can I win a place lightly?" ”

looked at her with a slight suspicion, obviously Song Furong didn't believe it very much. But seeing that Song Liansheng was still so cheap, she seemed to be relieved.

From childhood to adulthood, it seems that she is self-aware, no matter how she bullied her, Song Liansheng always endured it and never dared to resist. Therefore, when she heard that she might ride on her head, Song Furong was so angry.

Now it seems that she is overthinking.

successfully sent Song Furong away, and after no one was there, Song Liansheng slowly let go of his clenched fist. Because of the excessive force, the hands were pinched out with deep nail marks. On snow-white skin, it looks extraordinarily red...... xh:.74.240.212