Ran Qianqing's eyes widened, staring blankly at the woman in white on the left of the empress, his heart was full of shock, he couldn't tell what it felt, no wonder, no wonder he felt that she was very majestic from the first time he saw him, just a light look can also make the soles of people's feet cold, no wonder she can enter and leave the palace at will, no wonder there will be female officials around her.

It turned out that she was the prime minister praised by everyone among the people, and she was the person her younger brother had always wanted to marry.

The heartache, the pain is indescribable, she really came, but not to take herself away, but to choose a husband, and he, Ran Qianqing, can never be her person, she is just a little attendant that her mother intends to give to the minister.

What pained him the most was that tonight, was he going to be given to other women by his mother in front of her?

Before, he always felt that they were the same, there was no distance, because she was just a mountain village woman in a small town, strictly speaking, he was slightly higher, but now......

She is the prime minister of the government and the opposition, and she is the dream wife and master of every boudoir son, he is just an unfavored son, with no talent and no virtue, and even his appearance can only be regarded as beautiful.

No wonder, no wonder she was always cold to herself. How could a person like her look at herself like this?

Qianwenxuan sat upright on the seat, ignoring the flattery or greetings around her, and suddenly felt a hot gaze cast on her, Qianwenxuan looked up keenly, and in an instant, Ran Qianqing's eyes full of grievance and despair fell into her heart lake, causing ripples.

In the next second, Qian Wenxuan's brows furrowed tightly-

He was still dressed at the gate of the palace, the rich makeup almost made it impossible to see the original appearance, the clothes were as old as ever, but his face was coated with a thick layer of powder, and the fragrance on his body could be smelled from a long distance.

Qianwenxuan frowned, he wanted to be the prime minister's husband so much?

Yes, he likes the prime minister, not her Qianwenxuan. Retracting his gaze coldly, ignoring his pitiful and pleading eyes, Qian Wenxuan took the sake in front of him and drank it down.

Ran Qianqing lowered his head in embarrassment, the indifference in her eyes pierced his heart, it turned out that he was really nothing to him.

Ran Ning saw the interaction between the two in her eyes, and when she saw Qian Wenxuan indifferently retracting her gaze, she was happy, as her mother said, the prime minister didn't like men with heavy makeup.

Qian Wenxuan had a cold face, and her brows had not been stretched since she entered the door, but Xuanyuan Ran Mo was in high spirits.

"Sons of all families, today is the day of the prime minister's choice of husband, you can show yourself to your heart's content, and show your most beautiful side to the prime minister." Xuanyuan Ranmo's words were filled with a taste of schadenfreude, and a pair of upward phoenix eyes cast a hint of a smile at Qianwenxuan, "Right, Aiqing?" ”

Qian Wenxuan: "......"

Qianwenxuan didn't take her own words, Xuanyuan Ranmo didn't care too much, and the ministers had long been accustomed to her amazing demeanor, Xuanyuan Ranmo looked at the sons of each family, "Start your show." ”

In the main hall, a man in blue slowly got up and came to the main hall elegantly, "Li Qing, the son of the Zhongshu squire, is drunk." As soon as the words fell, he sat on the ground, the sultry piano sound sounded slowly, with indescribable admiration, and a pair of eyes looked at Qian Wenxuan with a shyness.

After finishing the song, he slowly got up and saluted Xuanyuan Ranmo slightly.

Xuanyuan Ranmo leaned crookedly on top of the soft collapse, and glanced at Qianwenxuan with his eyes, with an indescribable flattery: "What does Aiqing think?" ”――

Guys, how bubbling it is.