The Legend of Zhen Huan: Entering the Palace to Become the Queen Mother

Thinking of this, Fu Cha Zhixi couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In the future, you must be extremely careful and cautious in your actions and must not make any mistakes.

Just when Fu Cha Zhixi was thinking about this and that, the three protagonists over there had successfully driven Xia Dongchun away.

An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan with gratitude, and kept expressing her gratitude.

"Thank you for your help, sister. I will never forget your kindness today."

"It's okay, it's just a small favor. I don't deserve such gratitude from my sister."

Seeing An Lingrong dressed simply, Zhen Huan thought for a moment and picked a crabapple flower and pinned it on her head.

"Respect the clothes first and then the person. My sister's dress is a little plain, so it's inevitable that these people will look down on her."

As she spoke, she took off her earrings and put them on the other person.

"It is fate that we can meet today. This pair of earrings is a gift for my sister."

An Lingrong quickly opened her mouth to refuse, but Zhen Huan had already placed the earrings in An Lingrong's palm.

By the time Fu Cha Zhixi came to his senses, the three protagonists had already successfully reunited.

Fu Cha Zhixi watched the interaction between Zhen Huan and An Lingrong and was a little dazed for a moment.

No matter how beautiful the first meeting was, how embarrassing it was at the end.

Fu Cha Zhixi's gaze was too obvious and quickly attracted An Lingrong's attention, but she did not say it directly.

Instead, he glanced over here cautiously and inconspicuously. After seeing clearly that it was Fu Cha Zhixi, he quickly retracted his gaze.

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang also noticed Fu Cha Zhixi.

"Sister, this young lady looks so cold and aloof."

Zhen Huan couldn't help but speak to Shen Meizhuang.

"That's true. It's rare to see such a cold beauty."

Mei Zhuang also nodded in agreement.

"I think the two sisters are on par with that show girl."

An Lingrong smiled and looked at the two people in front of her and spoke.

Fu Cha Zhixi also felt the gazes of the protagonists, but she did not react much.

After all, I was the one who looked at them first, so it was normal for them to look back at me.

Fu Cha Zhixi nodded and greeted the three people who were looking over there.

Then he looked away.

She was not particularly interested in the protagonists, and did not want to get close to them, nor did she want to avoid them deliberately.

Zhen Huan and Mei Zhuang were a little surprised. They thought that the other party looked so cold and aloof that he would ignore them.

I didn't expect that the other party actually nodded at me. I guess he is not the kind of person who looks down on others.

Just at this moment, the eunuch who delivered the message came in.

When Fu Cha Zhixi heard that her name was ranked first, she was not very surprised.

He restrained his brows and followed the eunuch who was delivering the message towards the door.

The three protagonists behind him were all a little surprised when they heard Fu Cha Zhixi's name.

After all, the Fucha family is not an ordinary family, they are a standard old Eight Banners aristocracy.

"Sister, is the Fucha family prominent?"

An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan and Mei Zhuang, both of whom had complicated expressions, and asked with some curiosity.

"More than just being prominent, the Fucha family has an extraordinary background."

Zhen Huan quickly opened her mouth to explain.

Zhen Huan didn't have much reaction to Fu Cha Zhixi. Although she was moved by her extraordinary beauty, she didn't have any other thoughts.

She herself didn't really want to enter the palace, so she wouldn't regard the other party as a competitor.

Just think of it as seeing a beautiful painting of the Goddess of Luo River, and appreciate it is enough.

"With a face like this and a family background like this, there should be no doubt about this Fucha Gege."

Shen Meizhuang couldn't help but sigh.

You have to make all kinds of efforts to be selected, but others can be easily selected without doing anything, so you don’t have to worry about not being selected.

Thinking of this, Shen Meizhuang couldn't help but sigh slightly in her heart, but her face remained calm.

"Then we just looked at her. Will Princess Fucha be angry?"

An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan with some trepidation and asked.

She still remembers the look in the other person's eyes, which made her heart tremble.

The other person is good-looking and has a good family background, unlike herself, who can only be considered a pretty girl from a small family and whose family background is not worth mentioning.

If there is such a person among the concubines, can I still be chosen?

If I am not chosen to enter the palace, once I return, I will become a tool for my father to climb the social ladder.

Either marry an old widower as a second wife, or marry a powerful man as a concubine.

She didn't want to do either of these things, so entering the palace was her last chance.

She must seize this good opportunity.

Thinking of this, An Lingrong couldn't help but clench her fists. Fortunately, she had made some special preparations.

As long as she could attract butterflies, her chances of being chosen would be higher.

Fu Cha Zhixi walked in front, without much expression on his face.

He also had no idea that the protagonists waiting behind him were experiencing ups and downs in their emotions because of his appearance.

As she walked towards the Yunyi Palace step by step, she could even see the outlines of the emperor and the empress dowager sitting at the top.

But after reaching the corresponding position, she could only lower her brows and did not dare to look up at all.

As the daughter of the Fucha family, she absolutely could not do anything against the rules in front of the Emperor and the Empress Dowager at this time.

You should know that the maids who led the way all along the way repeatedly warned these beauties not to be disrespectful in front of the emperor.

Behavior like raising your head and looking directly at the Emperor and the Empress Dowager is a particularly serious misconduct in front of the palace.

So even though Fu Cha Zhixi was very curious about whether the big fat orange in this world looked exactly like Chen Jianbin, she could only suppress her curiosity.

"Fucha Zhixi, daughter of Fucha Maqi, Grand Secretary of the Baohe Hall, is fifteen years old."

As the eunuchs' loud chanting sounded, Fucha Zhixi knelt gracefully and began to speak.

"Your humble servant Fu Cha Zhixi pays respect to the Emperor and the Empress Dowager. May the Emperor and the Empress Dowager be blessed with good health and happiness."

As soon as the words fell, such a cool voice was like a breeze, which made Yinzhen, who was originally a little annoyed about the talent show, become interested.

"Keep your head up."

Fu Cha Zhixi raised his head slightly, but his eyebrows were still lowered, and he didn't dare to look at the person above him.

After seeing Fu Cha Zhixi's face clearly, Yinzhen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No wonder that old fellow Fucha Maqi was unwilling to send his daughter into the palace. Such a beauty should be treasured.

(I won’t deliberately discredit the original characters. It’s not easy for any woman to survive in the harem.)