As she spoke, the queen was already weeping bitterly. She remembered that ten years ago, she rushed to Zhaohua Palace and watched her two sons in different places, separated flesh and bones, and the bright red blood stretched all the way to the soles of her shoes. At her feet are the flesh and blood of her son......

"My Shao'er and Zhong'er!" The queen clutched the quilt with her fingers and cried bitterly.

Mu Yi only looked at her lightly, with gentle and tolerant eyes.

No one could see clearly the deep coldness and cruelty hidden under his gentle and bright eyes.

Over the years, he had become accustomed to the occasional loss of control of the queen's emotions. Almost every time she was sick or frustrated, the queen would cry bitterly in front of him like this, and by the way, she would tell the pain of losing her beloved son.

"Niangniang, life is in the world, but it is a big dream. The two highnesses just woke up from a dream, and went to the next dream, with the blessing of the mother, they will definitely be reincarnated into a good family, and they will no longer have to suffer from the suffering of the emperor's family. That's not a good place to go, isn't it? ”

His gentle voice was like a breeze, silently able to dry the tears on the queen's face.

The queen looked at him with hazy teary eyes.

In the eyes, there is fragility, helplessness, hesitation, and a woman's unique dependence on men.

Mu Yi's fingers swept in front of her eyes, and then he leaned over, his dark eyes meeting hers.

The queen just felt dizzy for a while, and then her soul seemed to be sucked into Mu Yi's deep black eyes.

He leaned into her ear and whispered something. But except for the queen and him, no one could hear clearly.

A moment later.

"Sleep...... You're tired. Mu Yi's fingers brushed her eyes, and the queen gently closed her eyes.

Mu Yi put her on the soft couch and covered her with a brocade quilt. Then he turned and walked out of the queen's bedchamber.

There was not a single minion in the hall. Knowing that he walked out of the door, Qinghong, the palace maid who had been guarding there, came over and looked at Mu Yi worriedly: "Mu everyone, how is Niangniang?" ”

Mu Yi sighed: "I've fallen asleep." After saying that, he took out another bottle of medicine from his sleeve, and officially the bottle he asked for from Mo Lianyi that day.

"This, given to Niangniang three meals a day, can relieve Niangniang's headache."

Qinghong nodded: "Okay!" Thank you for your trouble. "Over the years, if it weren't for the presence of everyone, maybe Niangniang would have died of headaches. There is also Mu everyone, Niangniang finally doesn't have to be so bitter anymore.

The corners of Mu Yi's lips hooked up a faint smile, and then he left Fengluan Palace.

After the calm down, the show girl election continued.

This time, Mo Lianyi entered the final selection without surprise.

In order to select one concubine and two concubines for the prince, the emperor also specially set up a dinner party in Qionghuatai.

Mo Lianyi was originally the leader of this time, she not only entered the final selection, but also the most outstanding one among all the show girls, and the limelight completely overshadowed Mo Tingcheng.

This was not Mo Lianyi's original intention.

But things have developed step by step to this point, and she can't afford to refuse.

The dinner was not lively.

The emperor just invited a few princes and harem concubines.

As for other miscellaneous people, they are all discarded.

A total of thirteen show girls entered the final selection, and at this time, they were dressed up and appeared in front of the emperor and the princes with the freshest, smartest, most dignified, beautiful and generous attitude.

King Jin sat in the seat under the crown prince, his figure was tall but not burly, and on closer inspection, he was actually slightly thin. But because of his own aura that is so powerful that it is terrifying to the ghosts and gods, no one has ever put the word thin on His Royal Highness the King of Jin.

Mo Lianyi stood in the third place, and Mo Tingcheng stood in the first place.

The emperor's gaze swept lightly among them one by one.

At this moment, the King of Jin suddenly spoke: "Little girl, come and pour wine for this king!" ”

Mo Lianyi's body stiffened. I felt that the eyes of everyone present were focused on her.

Mo Lianyi walked over with a hard head.

Pick up the jade wine jug and pour wine for the King of Jin.

The prince's face was a little ugly, but in the face of King Jin, he had to endure it. Sometimes he really can't understand the emperor's thoughts. If you really value the son of King Jin, then why send him to the bitter cold land of the extreme north for ten years? If you are disgusted with the son of King Jin, then why do you tolerate King Jin repeatedly exceeding his authority? Challenging orthodoxy?

The emperor didn't pay any attention to King Jin's provocation and arrogance, he just glanced at the queen.

The queen smiled: "I think you don't know that in this show girl election, the palace and the emperor have decided to obey the will of heaven." No more interference. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed a look of confusion.

Obey the will of heaven to choose the crown princess? How do you obey the law? Who can really know the will of heaven?

At this time, the queen said, "Come, bring the butterflies." ”

Immediately, a palace maid came up with a crystal jar.

Everyone looked at the crystal jar.

I saw that in the transparent crystal jar, there were more than a dozen colorful butterflies, and their beautiful wings fluttered slightly. It seems to be ready to break through the jar and fly into the sky.

"Since ancient times, flowers have been used as a metaphor for beauty. There are too many beauties today, and the palace and the emperor can't see who is more beautiful. It's better to let these butterflies choose. Look at who these butterflies will fall on, and whoever has the most butterflies on them in the end will be the crown princess! After the queen finished speaking in one breath, her smiling and majestic gaze swept lightly over all the people in the field.

After hearing this, everyone had different expressions on their faces.

Mo Lianyi sneered in his heart, what the hell is this idea? If you don't do it beforehand, you can't make sure that none of these butterflies will land on people.

She was thinking about it, over there, the queen had ordered someone to open the lid of the crystal jar, and more than a dozen colorful butterflies flew out immediately.

They danced back and forth, and the reality hesitated in mid-air for a moment, and then confirmed that they were really free, and the arc of the wings vibrated significantly larger, as if they were rejoicing in regaining their freedom.

The eyes of all the show girls were glued to the butterflies.

My heart is anxiously praying - butterflies, butterflies, soon fall on me!

But the butterflies could not hear the prayers of the show girls, and they flew slowly.

Mo Chengcheng secretly hated, who knew that the queen and the emperor would come up with such a ridiculous way to choose a concubine?

If she had known this, why did she bother to dress up? Just sprinkle a little more pollen on your body!

Mo Qingcheng's glass-bead-like eyes turned back and forth, trying to think about how to make the butterfly stay on her.

King Jin looked at all this coldly, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. Playing with a white jade wine glass in his hand.

In the dark, those butterflies seemed to be guided by something, and they all flew in the direction of Mo Lianyi and Mo Chengcheng.

Mo Qingcheng's nervous heart thumped.

And Mo Lianyi frowned, she had a very bad premonition.

Sure enough, those butterflies circled above their heads for a while, and then they landed on Mo Lianyi's skirt, shoulders, and hair......

This, what's going on?

Everyone around widened their eyes in shock, but the faces of the emperor, the queen, and the king of Jin remained the same.

Mo Lianyi's brows furrowed even deeper.

In this case, if you want to say that there is no ghost, she won't believe it if she is killed! Damn, let her stand on the cusp again.

Thinking like this, I raised my head and faced the deep and bright black eyes of the King of Shangjin, at this moment, those black eyes were glowing with a little bit of coldness, like a little glimmer on the water surface of the Lechuan River, which made people feel cold at the tip of their hearts.

Facing such a gaze, the dissatisfaction and resentment in Mo Lianyi's eyes immediately disappeared.

How could she forget that the person in front of her was an existence more terrifying than the devil, how could she forget his demonic nature because he spoiled her and indulged her......

She lowered her eyes, and she was completely a statue of a beautiful woman who listened to and respected.

Now, what happens is no longer out of her control.

In that case, she should be her flower shelf.

Mo Tingcheng looked at Mo Lianyi's gaze and could almost breathe fire. People, she actually ...... What did she do to get these butterflies to fall on her?

The prince had a look of great joy. Mo Lianyi is Mo Xiangguo's daughter-in-law, even if she is not favored, her identity is there. Besides, Mo Lianyi is proficient in medical skills, and his brain is smart, compared to Mo Tingcheng, who has nothing to say, he doesn't know that it is thousands of times better. If he had to choose one of these women to be the crown princess, then he would rather be Mo Lianyi!

The emperor smiled indifferently and frivolously: "Sure enough, it's providence!" In that case, let's make her the crown princess. ”

The queen smiled: "Mo Lianyi, don't you want to thank you?" ”

Mo Lianyi was silent.

"Do you want to be grateful? Then it's better for the sons and daughters to come together to thank you. King Jin suddenly spoke, and then he got up from the table with a Buddha sleeve, and slowly walked to Mo Lianyi.

Mo Lianyi hung his head slightly, and he could only see his brocade boots with ink and gold dragon patterns, as well as the corners of his ink-colored clothes.

The emperor raised his eyes to look at him: "Oh? What grace do you want to thank? ”

"Erchen wants to ask to marry Mo Lianyi, the eldest lady of Mofu, as his wife, and ask his father to give him a decree!" King Jin's voice was indifferent, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

"Hahaha." There was a bit of chill in the emperor's laughter: "At this time, you are called the emperor?" However, Mo Lianyi is a quasi-crown princess! ”

"The minister will ask to marry this - the prospective crown princess!" King Jin smiled, the dark tide under his eyes, dark, evil, his black figure shrouded Mo Ripples, like a large blooming black mandala.

The prince's fists clucked, and his face turned pale. He stood up slowly, and glared at King Jin with red eyes: "Helian Chi, don't deceive people too much!" ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, you even gave me the East Palace, just a woman, and by the way, let me forget it. Anyway, you don't mind, do you? ”

King Jin's voice was extremely light, low and melodious. Far away, as if from the sky.

These words undoubtedly slapped the prince in the face.

The prince's face turned blue and turned red instantly!

This kind of shame, King Jin actually said it to his face? Is this really going to be with him, the prince, to the death?