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There is not a single cloud in the clear blue sky, just like a pool of intoxicating blue spring. Only occasionally flocks of wild geese fly by. The flying high of wild geese is a good sign.

On the auspicious day of August 20th, countless horse-drawn carriages carrying beautiful ladies were neatly lined up at Nanyan Gate, and everyone who got off the carriages remained silent.

With the help of the maids around her, she would adjust her clothes, or put on some rouge and powder, and curiously glance at the beauties around her.

In the Changle Palace in the imperial city, which is far away from the Jianzhang Palace where Emperor Cheng'an resides, Empress Zhu Yuanzhi was getting dressed and about to go out when she was stopped by Meiruo, the maidservant beside her daughter Jiuli.

"Call the imperial physician," Zhu Yuanzhi turned around and headed towards the west side hall, "Eryao, report to His Majesty, Jiuli is seriously ill, and today's selection will be handed over to Concubine Hua."

"Yes." The older, round-faced palace maid on the left stepped out from the crowd and led four palace maids away in a hurry, unhurriedly.

In the huge Changle Palace, no sound could be heard except for the movement of footsteps. Jiuli in the West Hall opened her eyes and saw a beautiful woman who came hurriedly with a heavy makeup and looked elegant, graceful and dignified.

"Awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Zhu Yuanzhi's features were gentle and peaceful, her face was like a silver basin, her eyes were like water apricots, and she was worried.

"The child is fine," he came back to his senses and said softly.

The next moment, a very loud cooing sound was heard. Jiuli's face showed a rare look of annoyance, and she pursed her lips.

"But are you hungry?" Zhu Yuanzhi chuckled. As long as she could eat something, it was good. "Meiruo, get some easily digestible food for your princess," she turned and instructed the palace maid standing next to her.

"Yes." Meiruo's round face looked particularly festive and her eyes were steady.

The selection was held in Lianyi Hall, the main hall of Changning Palace. Groups of six beauties were led by eunuchs to the selection, while the rest waited in the west side hall. The selection was extremely simple.

However, Emperor Cheng'an Huangfu Xuanze, who was sitting high in Lianyi Palace today, was obviously impatient and tossed the eighteen pieces in his hand many times. Concubine Hua Murong Xiangyi, who was sitting high on the right, also looked at His Highness with an uneasy look, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Your Majesty, Princess Yuanqing has woken up." It was Eryao who spoke again, her eyes were steady and she advanced and retreated appropriately.

"Well, serve your mistress the queen well. I will go to Changle Palace tonight." His eyes flashed and he sat back.

"Well, I'll take my leave." As she stepped back, she glanced at the beauty in front of the palace. She was indeed pretty, but it was a pity.

His Majesty ascended the throne on Double Ten and has already been married. The Queen was once the daughter of the Prince's tutor. They have been childhood sweethearts and have a deep friendship. This selection is just to select concubines to enrich the imperial court and continue the heirs. Compared with the late emperor, the current Majesty has slightly fewer children.

Murong Xiangyi peeled a grape and handed it to Emperor Cheng'an.

He waved his hand to signal the next batch. Until noon, there were still only a few beauties left. Emperor Cheng'an had a tired look on his face, his body was slightly tilted, and white jade beads hung on his forehead, making it impossible to see his expression. At this time, he turned his head to talk to Concubine Hua Murong Xiangyi.

Er Yao left the main hall and looked into the distance as she passed by the west side hall. She lowered her brows and stroked the golden hairpin beside her temples. She could not shake her position as a young lady. Thinking of the emperor coming to Changle Palace tonight, her eyes were smiling.

"Eat slowly," Zhu Yuanzhi whispered.

"I'm done eating, mother," he put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty will arrive at Changle Palace tonight." Er Yao arrived with a smile on her face as if she was also making her master happy.

"Your father still loves you, but he is busy with work, so why doesn't he come to see you?" Zhu Yuanzhi patted the little man on the bed.

"I understand." His eyes were deep.

Zhu Yuanzhi said a few more words before returning to the main hall of Changle Palace, where she took off her hairpins and rings and changed into an ordinary snow-white skirt.

In front of the dressing table, Jiuli lowered her eyebrows and looked at her chubby hands with an unclear expression. There was a red mole on the forehead of a little girl in the mirror. She was as delicate as a piece of jade and looked no more than six or seven years old. What could she do?

"Master," Ling Ling looked a little guilty.

"Give me your memories and the plot and you can go away." The voice was childish and soft. Jiuli shut up instantly. She didn't want to talk.

"Yes." He ran away quickly. It's not his fault.

Her memories unfolded one by one. The beautiful woman just now was her mother, the daughter of Grand Tutor Zhu Junxi. Her mother was the legitimate daughter of Prince Beijing's Mansion. Her position as the current queen was stable, and she currently had a son and a daughter.

It is indeed a harem story, a Mary Sue sweet love story. Jiuli's head hurts when she reads it. She wears a green hat again and again and raises a child for others? This is a sweet love story? She almost doesn't recognize these three words.

Before the hour of You, Emperor Cheng'an had already appeared in Changle Palace.

"Your Majesty," Zhu Yuanzhi greeted him with a smile on her face.

"Zitong looks thinner," his eyes flickered, and he looked around, asking in confusion, "Why don't I see Jiuli?"

Normally, he would have pounced on me a long time ago, but now?

"I just recovered and I'm not very energetic. I'm in my room." His eyes were kind. "I have the old duck soup that Your Majesty likes. You can try it."

"Your old duck soup is the most delicious," he handed the bowl to Eryao beside him and said in a flattering way, "Persia has just paid tribute to you with a few boxes of Luozidai. I'll ask Su Qin to bring them to you later."

Zhu Yuanzhi's smile became more gentle, and the two spent a pleasant night. In the morning, Emperor Cheng'an went to court, looked back at Zhu Yuanzhi who was sleepy on the bed, and smiled.

"There's no need to wake up your mistress, the Queen," he ordered Er Yao, and strode away, feeling very happy.

"Su Qin, I have neglected Jiuli these days. Didn't she say last time that she liked Li Nu? I remember there is a Kunlun Daji in the cat and dog room? You can give it to the princess." He said halfway.

"Well, the princess will certainly be happy," he smacked his lips inwardly. That was something Hua Fei had asked for many times but she had never given it to her. What a shame about the princess's status.

Jiuli, who got up early, is practicing calligraphy seriously.

Su Qin, who came in with her cat servant before noon, received an unprecedented welcome. Meiruo lifted the curtain and came in, saying.

"Princess, the eunuch Su Qin who serves His Majesty has sent you a raccoon cat. It was chosen by His Majesty himself. It's so pretty."

"Oh." The expression changed in a second, becoming well-behaved and cute.

"Your servant greets the princess," Su Qin bowed while holding the cat, smiling as she told him the gossip, "This is just a newborn cub. His Majesty asked me to bring it to the princess. Concubine Hua has been begging His Majesty for a long time but has yet to get it."

The cat held in Su Qin's arms had short black fur that was soft and shiny, with only a white tail. Its big, round eyes showed no sign of shyness, and its pink paws were retracting and extending. The cat actually had a different kind of charm.

Jiuli's eyes moved slightly to express her love for it in a timely manner. She smiled with curved eyebrows and surprise in her eyes.

"I will accept it with reluctance," she raised her chin slightly, with a bit of arrogance, "give it to me quickly."

"Hold the princess." Su Qin gently handed her to Jiuli, her eyes full of smiles. The little princess was so cute, worthy of being the child of His Majesty and His Majesty. She admired in her heart, "I will take my leave."

Jiuli, who was holding the cat, suddenly frowned and handed the cat named Kunlun Daji to Meiruo with a cold tone.

"A servant must abide by his duties. There is a clear distinction between superiors and subordinates, and between masters and servants. What do you think, Meiruo?" Her voice was low.

"I understand," she felt cold sweat on her back. Was this a warning to herself? She realized in an instant that the princess had changed.

"Do you know what to do?" There was a flash of gold in his eyes.

"Yes." The same golden color flashed across Meiruo's eyes. There was only one thought left in her mind: she was the princess's slave and she offered her all her loyalty. The princess was her only master.

It won't have any impact on daily behavior. Jiuli leaned back on the chaise longue and opened the books on the table one by one. She finished reading all the history books in just a few moments. Since she was here, she couldn't just do nothing.

She should be the empress!