After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

"Princess, you asked the ladies and gentlemen who participated in the selection to form teams separately, but is it for tomorrow's competition?"

"Yeah, naturally."

"So what's the point of having them cooperate with each other?"

As soon as they walked out of the Jade Butterfly Palace, Shuiyue immediately showed her curious nature and asked. Wan Ning's face was calm, and she said with her red lips: "Come closer, I will tell you."

Shuiyue ran over excitedly, with a look of curiosity about gossip on her face, and her ears were deliberately close: "Princess, please tell me, I'm ready."

"Actually," Wan Ning paused for a moment, and seeing that everyone around her was listening attentively, she added, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Seeing Shuiyue's embarrassing look after her gossip failed, Zhu Zi couldn't help laughing out loud, while Zhu Ying laughed secretly while trying to stop her. Even Wan Tao, who was always the most steady, hid behind her veil and laughed, her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.

"Hey, Princess, you're making fun of me again." Shuiyue was so angry that she put one hand on her waist and pointed at them with the other hand, saying, "Stop laughing, Sister Wantao, why are you making fun of me too?"

Wan Tao immediately suppressed her laughter, pretended to be calm, and said cunningly: "No, I didn't laugh."

"Sister Wan Tao, you are still lying. Your body is shaking, and you still say you didn't laugh. Humph, I didn't expect you to be as bad as them. No, you are even worse than Zhu Zi."

"Good sister, we were wrong. Don't be angry anymore." Wan Tao hurried forward to coax her.

After more than half a year of getting along, Xiang Wanxuan's sisters have become familiar with each other, and the initial barriers and suspicions between them have disappeared. Now they get along more freely, from the embarrassment when they first entered the palace to the calmness now, and life in the palace has become more and more handy.

But back to this matter, Wan Ning did not mean to tease Shuiyue, she just wanted to use this form to help the showgirls and showboys quickly break the ice and get to know each other quickly through mutual cooperation. After all, they come from all corners of the world and have very different living habits. Mu Xiu is also worried about whether Meng Zhu can adapt and make friends?

Wan Ning must come up with a good competition format quickly.

"How about working together to make a dish?"

"Forget it, I'm not looking for a cook."

"So, if we play chess against each other, the winner gets one point?"

"No, we haven't even become friends yet, and you're already fighting."

"Two people work together to produce a show, and the one with the best show wins. Is that okay?"

Wan Ning still shook her head: "Not good, letting the future queen and her husband sing and dance in public like a feather duster, it's not appropriate."

"That……"

"Do not……"

"This……"

Many suggestions were made, but none of them were suitable. After dinner, Wan Ning was still thinking about this problem. She was so lost in thought that she simply paced in the yard with her cloak on. Tired of walking, she simply sat on the swing in the yard, leaning on the rope of the swing, swinging slightly with the strength of her legs, and the snow under her feet rustled.

At this time, the sun had completely set, and the snow in other places had been cleared, but the courtyard of Xiang Wanxuan was kept as untouched as possible except for the main road according to Wan Ning's instructions. It was rare to get sunlight in winter, so it still remained crisp and reflected the moonlight, making the courtyard particularly "bright".

Suddenly, the swing that was swinging rhythmically was stopped by someone holding the ropes on both sides from behind, and Wan Ning did not notice it yet.

"Why are you in the mood to sit in the yard and swing on the swing today, Yanyan?"

The gentle voice like moonlight was heard, pulling Wan Ning back to reality from her trance. She smiled knowingly when she realized that Ziheng was right behind her, and her heart was warm. She mischievously tilted her head back until it gently rested against Ziheng, looking at him from a different angle. When their eyes met, the same smile appeared on their faces.

As they watched, a little shyness appeared in the loving smile, and Ziheng was the first to give in, leaning down to kiss her lips. Although it was a light kiss, it made him blush and stand up, stroking Wan Ning's cheek with his fingers.

Wan Ning straightened up silently. Ziheng held both sides of the swing and pushed her gently, swinging slowly on the swing.

"Come out and enjoy the cold winter breeze to clear your mind." Wan Ning joked, "You are getting more and more comfortable with Xiang Wanxuan. We just met this morning, and you're here again this evening?"

"Yanyan, are you annoyed?"

Wan Ning raised her hand and waved to Ziheng behind her: "I'm not annoying. I wish you could come every day. It's just that it's freezing cold in the middle of winter, and I'm worried that you'll get cold."

Ziheng took her casual concern seriously, and slid his hand holding the rope down to cover Wan Ning's hand. "It's not cold, Yanyan's concern is enough." He spoke sincerely, and thought of being alienated a few days ago, so he took this opportunity to complain: "Now that the selection has officially begun, the beautiful men and women have entered the palace, and Yanyan will probably be busier than before. If I don't take the opportunity to see you more often, I'm afraid it will be even harder to meet again."

Wan Ning heard the sourness in his words, and naturally knew that Ziheng was complaining that she was too busy in the past few days and had no time to take care of his affairs, and she also got to know him better. How come the cold-faced male god who I met for the first time has become such a green tea?

But he is very easy to coax, and he doesn't even need to be coaxed. As long as Wan Ning gently beckons her hand and takes half a step forward, Ziheng can walk the rest of the way by himself. Wan Ning stopped the swing, sat sideways closer to him, turned her head and looked directly at Ziheng's face, and asked tentatively: "Are you angry? There are really too many things that have been missed before, and the time for the selection was set by the Queen Mother long ago, so I can't do anything about it, right?"

"I'm not angry, Yanyan." He said that he was not angry and didn't care, but when he said this, he walked in front of Wan Ning and stood with his back to her: "I'm just worried that things will only get worse after the start of the talent show. I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to see you in the future."

Wan Ning thought he was cute, so she stood up and stood behind him, making the passing snow rustle. When Ziheng turned back worriedly, Wan Ning took the initiative to hug him around the waist, her voice gentle and charming: "No, you will always be a VIP here, with privileges, and you have the right to queue first, okay?"

"Okay, okay!" Ziheng stroked her head lovingly.

"Why are you not so happy? Is there something in the court that makes you unhappy?" Wan Ning asked when she saw that he was in a good mood.

"It's okay, everything is going well. The emperor is devoted to worshipping Buddha and refuses to appear in public. The border turmoil has been quelled by Uncle Qi, and he will return to Nanye soon." It's not that he isn't worried, he just doesn't want Wan Ning to be troubled by it.

"After this incident, Prince Qi's reputation has risen to a higher level." Wan Ning thought for a moment and reminded him, then realized that what she said might be to sow discord between uncle and nephew, so she held it back. It was rare for them to meet, so she might as well say something happy. She looked at Ziheng with a sly smile and asked, "It's just the end of the year, and today is the day when the concubines enter the palace. Ziheng came to see me now, but which one do you like? Love should be expressed loudly, just say it, aunt will help you!"

Ziheng smiled helplessly and had to cooperate with her in acting: "I do like her, I wonder if Auntie is willing?"

"Oh, which girl is that? Just tell me. Let me make it clear first, we won't force you to do anything. The purpose of the talent show is to have a mutual affection and a loving couple!"

Ziheng stared at her intently, the love in his eyes almost seeping out, until his right hand took out a folded piece of paper from his sleeve and his eyes shifted to it. He unfolded it easily, handed it to Wan Ning, and said, "This is the portrait of this person, I hope my aunt will help me with it?"

Wan Ning straightened her body and glanced at it tentatively with the corner of her eye, only to see that the person in the painting was none other than the man she had rescued in the cave in the hunting ground that day, dressed in the same outfit, looking a little disheveled.