Draft
Because he looks like Ji Yun'er, he has become an indispensable tool for him to grasp power in his father's eyes, he and Ji Yun'er were born to the same mother, but she is a few years older than herself, she has lived a worse life than Ji Yun'er since she was a child, she is the future princess hand-picked by the emperor, and she is nothing, her father focuses on cultivating her. It wasn't until later that she was taken away by Emperor Dongyong to become the imperial concubine, but she was abandoned by her father because of this, and she was bullied by Aunt Zhu, but the so-called father never cared about this matter and even acquiesced.
"Miss, don't think about running away, look at your face, the master is really good at it, tomorrow Miss is going to choose a concubine, if it can't be eliminated, what can I do."
"It's okay, Xiaoyu, you go down and rest first. And you don't have to keep an eye on me, I'll go tomorrow, I'm not running away. ”
"I hope Miss has really figured it out, don't embarrass everyone, we still have to keep what we should keep, after all, this is paid by the master."
"Since you love to stand, stand all the time!"
Marrying the emperor should be every woman's lifelong pursuit, but compared to the tall cage of the trapped person, it is better to marry the person you like, even if it is dull and boring, you will be very happy.
"Master, do you think that guy Luo Luo will run away overnight, what if she is running, what can she do, she has wanted to like the Lord since she was a child."
"Don't worry, Luo Luo and Yun'er look so similar, whether the lord can ascend to the throne and dominate the country is an indispensable stepping stone, and only Yun'er can be worthy of sitting on the queen's throne, and only Yun'er can be worthy of the lord. So Madame still doesn't have to worry, it's late at night, and Madame won't be beautiful if she doesn't rest well. ”
"Master, why are you so annoying."
"Don't Madame like this?"
"Nasty, sir."
"Fengtian carrier, the emperor summoned and said: Now that I am young, the country is stable, and the harem is empty, I am now starting to recruit the ministers and the daughters of Di to be elected to the harem, and I have rushed to the harem."
"The good day has also arrived, the daughters of the ministers have entered the palace, and the draft is about to begin."
"Knock knock ......"
With the sound of drums, women in red Luo skirts slowly walked into the hall step by step with the support of the maid, and the emperor Mo Yunyi half lay on the dragon chair in the hall, leaning on the back of the dragon chair, squinting at the women who walked in one by one.
"Courtiers see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live."
A neat cry sounded as if it had been rehearsed, and the women in red knelt under the hall with the call.
And it happened that I suddenly saw a figure, whether it was the face, the figure or the temperament around the body, it was like Ji Yun'er.
"Yun'er, no, you're not Yun'er."
If it is Ji Yun'er, but it is not Ji Yun'er, why is it because Ji Yun'er is more lively than her, why is it because Ji Yun'er is pampered, so the whole entrance is extraordinarily cheerful, and her face is full of sweet smiles, like an angel who saves people. And Ji Luoluo is different, she is not favored, and after a long time, the whole person is shrouded in a hazy darkness.
"Back to Your Majesty, this is Prime Minister Ji's youngest daughter Ji Luoluo."
"It turned out to be Yun'er's sister, no wonder they were born so similar."
For a while, the god whispered, and Ji Luoluo also seemed to hear Mo Yunyi's murmuring, and felt uncomfortable in his heart, and lowered his head with a roll of eyes.
"Courtier, Ji Luoluo, I have seen Your Majesty."
"Well, flat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"He Lin, give peonies."
"The minions obey."
"Courtier, thank you for your kindness."
"Your Majesty, this is Cheng Shangshu's daughter, Cheng Jinyun."
"Courtier Cheng Jinyun, I have seen Your Majesty."
"Well, flat. He Lin gave Qinglian. ”
"The minions obey."
"Courtier, thank you for your kindness."
"Your Majesty, this is Yang Jiayi, the granddaughter of General Yang."
"Courtier, Yang Jiayi, I have seen Your Majesty."
"Well, flat. He Lin, give the white lotus. ”
"The minions obey."
"Courtier, thank you for your kindness."
"Your Majesty, this is Tingting, the queen of Wang Shilang."
"Queen Tingting, see Your Majesty."
"Well, flat."
"He Lin gave the stone flowers, and the rest don't need to be introduced one by one, let's give daisies."
"The minions obey."
"Courtier, thank you for your kindness."
Wang Tingting and the daughters of the remaining ministers all felt very unfair, and she was obviously better looking than Ji Luoluo, but she only got the stone flower, not even the green lotus, but she got the peony.
There is such a tradition in Xiling, the peony represents the concubine, the lotus is the concubine, the stone flower is the jie, and the daisy is just the most ordinary talent. And if the reigning emperor has not yet been established, it is very likely that Peony will become the queen.
"That's all for today, He Lin is gone."
"Slaves obey the order, Your Majesty the little masters are tired, please go to the little masters' bedrooms with the old slaves."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."