In the next two days, Duan Jinming never appeared again, and Fu Xin had an intuition that he was avoiding himself.

Could it be that I scared him away by flirting with him like that?

She couldn't help but sigh, and stretched out her slender fingers to puff the water of the lotus pond, causing ripples.

The footsteps behind him gradually approached, accompanied by a sentence: "Your Majesty is so interested."

Fu Xin turned his head and saw that it was the wind.

She couldn't help but think of what happened two days ago, smiled, and chatted with Wen Feng with a match.

But Wen Feng seemed to have lost his memory, and he didn't mention it, maybe it was too embarrassing.

So their topic went from the water of the lotus pond to the fish in the lotus pond and then to the way to eat the fish, which gave Fu Xin a new impression of the empress's nobleman: foodie.

Wen Feng felt very strange to her, most of the time he was simple, gentle and friendly, but Fu Xin was stunned and felt that this person was not as pure as he appeared.

Probably the people in this deep palace are not pure, she thought.

I was chatting with Wenfeng about the delicious food in the imperial dining room, when a voice came from next to me.

"Minister Duan Jinming, see Your Majesty."

Fu Xin was stunned and followed the prestige.

Duan Jinming was wearing iron-colored armor, he should have just returned from the barracks, there was still a little sweat on his forehead, his sword eyebrows were cold, his eyes were deep, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he was stunned by the heroic and fearless spirit of an iron-blooded man, which made people feel that this person should be born to be a general of Zhenguo.

Fu Xin secretly caught a glimpse of Wen Feng and Duan Jinming glancing at each other, and then they invariably turned their faces away, and their faces were not very good-looking.

She couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, wouldn't the two days ago turn these two people into enemies?

As for it......

She coughed lightly and eased the atmosphere by speaking: "Later, it will be the ceremony of choosing a concubine, if you want to go, go with me." ”

Wen Feng smiled, but his eyes caught a glimpse of Duan Jinming, and he said coldly: "What does this matter have to do with General Duan?" General Duan might as well go to the barracks for a while. ”

General Duan's face did not change and said: "Escorting is one of the duties of the last general. ”

Fu Xin tugged at the corners of her mouth, damn, these two are still jealous in front of her?

It seems that easing the atmosphere is all nonsense.

Fu Xin simply stopped interfering, and let these two people love and hate each other.

After the three of them finished lunch, they went to the Fuliu Hall together.

The candidates present are all people with a little family background, with their own appearance and temperament, Fu Xin asked them with a match, and secretly observed Wen Feng and Duan Jinming's reactions.

Wen Feng tried to save trouble, and the people recommended to her were some handsome young men who looked simple and well-behaved, and their family backgrounds were extremely ordinary, and they were clearly afraid that the harem would be too noisy.

Fu Xin just looked at it casually, she thought, she didn't really want any harem beauties, so don't harm these young men from good families.

Her only purpose this time was to observe whether Duan Jinming had any of his people in this group, which was a good opportunity for him to arrange manpower.

Just as he was thinking this, a special voice rang out in the main hall.

"Chenhua Ronglan, see Your Majesty."

The magnetic voice was as seductive as a poppy, which made Fu Xin's heart beat faster for a while.

It's a demon.

Compared with the well-behaved teenagers in front of him, this flower Ronglan is a strange flower in the Fuliu Palace, with a sassy atmosphere all over her body, the loose red clothes seem to be just hanging on her body at random, and her narrow eyes are lazy and casual, but at the moment of looking at each other, it seems to be discharging her, which makes her a little unbearable, and she can't help but look away.