"Although the eighth son is stationed at the border all the year round, there is no shortage of hostesses in the house. In the long run, won't the house become unruly? The emperor said in a gesture that could not be refused, "Dequan, it is intended that Qin Tianjian will find an auspicious day for the zodiac and hold a draft banquet for all marriageable women to attend." ”

"This draft was presided over by Jing'an Xiuyi, supervised by me, and the two women who won were the two side concubines. The emperor paused, and dropped a thunderbolt from the sky, "I will ask Jing'an to inform you Aiqing of the specific competition." ”

"Father......" Although Ling Qixuan knew that it would be difficult to dodge again this time, he would not give up even if there was even the slightest hope.

"Pray, my father knows that you are dedicated to the country of Dongling, but I am not only the emperor of the world, but also your father. The matter of the two side concubines should not be disputed anymore. The emperor waved his hand, and then looked at Lan Junyao again, "Jing'an, are you willing to go through this for me?"

The courtiers answered. Lan Junyao forcibly suppressed the trembling of her body, making her voice sound the same as usual, her ears were like a big bell ringing, the figures in front of her overlapped, and she knelt down respectfully in front of the emperor, but she didn't expect this step today, and the emperor's sudden will made her unable to even escape.

Ling Qixuan looked at Lan Junyao who was standing high on the side of the dragon chair, the beauty was half-hidden, and her style was undiminished. Even if she looks like no salt, he is like a treasure, many years ago, the love of protection was still on the side of the ear, but it is no longer human.

After years of experience, I thought I could restrain my emotions well, and I have always been cold in front of others, but the moment I heard her response, a beating heart was instantly hollowed out, and it hurt like being cut.

In front of the civil and military officials, she did not hesitate to express her attitude, she was unwilling, this position that everyone flocked to, but she abandoned it and didn't care at all.

Ling Qixuan's heart was difficult to calm down, and at this moment, he deeply felt his powerlessness. Maybe it's because of the man's good face, when he looks up, that seat has a high place and is unbearable and cold, for himself, that seat is both freedom and imprisonment, and even the person on the high platform looks a little depressed.

The people in Taishi Yan's faction all looked like they were watching a good show, Lan Junyao had no intention of investigating what everyone below would think, she only felt that there was a blunt knife in her heart, and the taste of cutting her heart hurt to the bottom of her heart, and she passed this early dynasty in a daze.

She didn't dare to look at what kind of disappointment the little brother was in his eyes when he said that sentence, he was the eighth prince with great power, and at the moment of rejection, she didn't know what kind of sadness it was, and the love debts she owed had piled up.

In the spring of the thirty-fifth year of the Dongling calendar, the emperor performed a hundred flowers banquet, and selected two side princesses for the eighth prince Ling Qixuan, and all marriageable women could participate.

People are in good spirits when they are happy, not to mention that it is the eighth prince of the god of war of the Dongling Empire who chooses a concubine, and the people of the empire in the past have also guessed why their god of war has not been married for a long time, and there are rumors that the eighth prince is a good man, but there has never been a rumor that he has kept a small man in captivity.

There have also been rumors that the eighth prince is infatuated with a beautiful woman and is obsessed with the daughter of Lan Xiangye, with Lan Junyao's five years away, this kind of rumor is also self-defeating, people can only secretly speculate in their hearts, whether this master injured that place in the march and battle, like General Zhai, he doesn't want to live up to a woman's life.

There are the most people who support this rumor, and with this nationwide selection of concubines, the people know that the eighth prince is bent on protecting the country, and even his own marriage has been left behind, and they are eager to marry their daughters to Ling Qixuan immediately to make up for his lack of women over the years.

Since that incident, Lan Junyao has been sticking to herself in a soft shell, full of elasticity, and no one can break it. Even if he serves the emperor every day, he is dressed in a cowardly manner, and he will be distracted inadvertently, but he is worried that he will die Dequan, for fear that this aunt and grandmother will continue, and if he is not careful, he will provoke the dragon's anger.

Every time she went to the court, she could see the figure under the steps, and Lan Junyao suddenly hated doing this ritual. No one has ever mentioned the matter of the Hundred Flowers Banquet again, Lan Junyao has the attitude that she can drag on for a day, and occasionally she meets Ling Qixuan in the court, and her eyes will quickly turn away.

These days, the two of them seem to be a little abnormal, Lan Junyao looks like she has lost her soul, but Ling Qixuan has changed her usual coldness, and she feels that I am very good, and even the face of Gujing Wubo occasionally shows a smile, which makes people very puzzled, and some are not sure about this eighth prince.

Since getting the news that the eighth prince is going to marry a concubine, the harem has also become lively. Concubine Mo has been even more happy in recent days, and the palace has always been a place to catch the wind and shadows. The Eighth Prince has a heavy army, who can win him over, I am afraid that the power of their family will swell unprecedentedly, and it will be difficult to speak in the court in the future?

The concubines of the harem got the message of their mother's family, one by one brought enough gifts, desperately trying to please Mo Guifei, there is a clear pool in the Qianmo Palace, specially led the water of the hot spring to plant lotus flowers all over the place, the pool is shrouded in a misty mist, the wind blows, and the courtyard is full of fragrance.

From a distance, those lotus flowers in full bloom stand by the water like fairies, their posture is light and ethereal, dancing quietly in the green. Concubine Mo's mother's family holds half of the economic lifeline of the Dongling Empire, and the emperor favors Concubine Mo, a large part of which is because of this, and the other part is that Concubine Mo gave birth to two sons for the emperor.

In the main hall of Qianmo Palace, a group of concubines who came to celebrate were sent away, Mo Guifei sat proudly on the chair, holding a cup of sweet bird's nest in her hand.

Two palace maids accompanied her, one of them was short in front of Concubine Mo, beating her calves slowly, and the other stood behind her, massaging her sore shoulders, and it was perfect to use it on her with high spirits.

"Bai Twist, do you say that Bengong could have done something wrong back then? I didn't expect that he could be so majestic now, and I knew that today, Bengong shouldn't have listened to rumors and treated him so harshly. If the palace had cherished him a little more that day, the mother and son would not have been so alienated now, hey. Mo Guifei put down the tea cup in her hand, thinking of Ling Qixuan's attitude towards her, she was a little annoyed.

"Niangniang, I can't blame you for what happened at the beginning, it's all the responsibility of Qin Tianjian, not to mention that His Royal Highness is not that ruthless and unrighteous person, Niangniang is helpless, I believe he will not blame Niangniang. "Bai Lime has served Concubine Mo personally for all these years, and she naturally understands how to please her master by saying what she says.