Could it be that the eldest prince can't choose the person he likes by himself, and he still has to engage in the old routine of drawing lots?

Liu Wanwan didn't understand, Mo Xuanye behind her followed, blocked a vacant space for her, and said: "Not everyone is qualified to run, and there are situations of various famous female dependents in it." ”

"The Emperor still has the leisure to watch this?" Liu Wanwan raised her head in surprise, her face full of suspicion.

The emperor was busier than Mo Xuanye I don't know how many times, and the early dynasty was earlier than the time when ordinary people of contemporary times went to work.

"Nope." Mo Xuanye said truthfully: "This is all the work of the minister, and it is all selected noblewomen, who will stay when they read their names, and leave if they don't read them." ”

Liu Wan was clear, the first time she saw the scene of the election of the princess, she looked at it like a gossipy little old woman.

Mo Xuanye's big hand hung around her waist, for fear that Liu Wanwan would accidentally fall to the ground.

Soon, the minister came out, took the priesthood, and read the names of the women one by one.

"Miss Wang Tingyu of the Royal Mansion, Miss Zhou Yuan of the Zhou Mansion, Miss Zhao Ling of the Zhao Mansion ......"

One by one, the names fell, and some people around were happy and some were worried.

"It's so happy to have me, to have me." The woman covered her mouth, not daring to show her excitement.

"You're fine, I haven't had my name all along, it seems that the princess has nothing to do with me."

The whispers of the people around her all came into Liu Wanwan's ears, and she looked at everything with interest.

Soon, she saw the emperor standing not far away, discussing something fiercely with Huang Zhenghe, and their faces were not good-looking.

It's a pity that the noisy surroundings drowned out the voices of the two, and Liu Wanwan could clearly see that Huang Zhenghe's face was ugly, and his eyes burst with anger.

Or he was not satisfied with the emperor's decision-making, he flicked his sleeves and was about to leave, but was stopped by the emperor's guards.

Except for the emperor's personal guards, no one else dared to be so rude to Huang Zhenghe.

The nobles who stayed behind were photographed in a row, and even if the others were reluctant, they couldn't continue to stay in the banquet, Mo Xuanye and Liu Wanwan were exceptions.

Mo Xuanye's identity is here, and the emperor acquiesced in allowing him to stay where he was, and as for Liu Wanwan, it can be regarded as a stain.

Sitting at the wooden table on the side, Liu Wanwan's hand couldn't stop, pinching the pastry and sending it to her mouth, and she didn't forget to pack one for Liu Xiaoxiao to take away.

Seeing that Liu Wanwan was almost in a hurry, Mo Xuanye's eyes were full of doting, and only at this time would Liu Wanwan's expression not be highly nervous.

Huang Zhenghe was reluctantly dragged to the stage, surrounded by ministers, and there were several daughters of ministers in the court.

Several women covered their faces with veils, but it was not difficult to see that there were not a few of them with a posture, and their eyes looked at Huang Zhenghe on the stage with ambiguous eyes.

Huang Zheng and Meiyu are somewhat similar to the emperor, and the queen's watery eyes have also been inherited by him, which seems a little gentle.

No one knows what Huang Zhenghe looks like when he kills people on the battlefield, but he has never been injured, which shows how ruthless he is.

Tilting her head to look in the direction of Huang Zhenghe, Liu Wanwan was secretly happy in her heart.

This man may not be able to see which lady he will fall into, after all, there are not a few beautiful women in this capital, and Huang Zhenghe is entangled by Liu Wanwan's side every day, which is just fun.

Leaving this statement aside, Liu Wanwan couldn't find any other reason at all.

After all, Huang Zhenghe, as the future king of a country, doesn't know how many women have squeezed their heads and want to go up to the gold branch.

Thinking of this, Liu Wanwan smiled shallowly, but in a trance, she saw Huang Zhenghe's hot gaze.