After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Fang Ping chuckled and replied with a cupped hand:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I came to visit you, but I saw that you were bored in your room, so I thought of singing a song to make you smile."

"If you are in a good mood, your illness will heal faster!"

Humph, Emperor Yong snorted coldly. His daughter was injured, and he, as her father, would take care of it. What did it have to do with Fang Ping?

But then he remembered that they were old acquaintances, so Emperor Yong suppressed his displeasure and continued to probe, "Since Zhaohua likes you, how about I arrange a marriage for you?"

"No!"

"no!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, they were Gu Mingzhe and Fang Ping!

After Gu Mingzhe said this, Fang felt extremely offended and stepped forward to explain, "Your Majesty, the princess is still young. Isn't it a bit hasty to grant her a marriage at this time..."

"Your Majesty, I, your humble servant, have just sworn brotherhood with Princess Zhaohua and Miss Zhang..." Fang Ping knelt on the ground and explained while winking at Zhong Ning.

When Emperor Yong heard the phrase "siblings with different surnames," he couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Different surnames? Siblings?"

If he wasn't blind, it would be obvious that Fang Ping was two years older than Zhao Hua.

Fang Ping didn't care about that.

When his elder brother worries too much, he just wants to be a useless younger brother who eats, drinks and has fun without any worries.

All the two sisters need to do is look after him a little bit.

He pondered for a moment, considering Emperor Yong's expression, and forced himself to save face by saying, "This... is because I am stubborn and childish, so I am willing to be a younger brother!"

After saying this, Fang Ping pointed at Zhong Ning with one hand and Zhang Wanting with the other, "This is the eldest sister, this is the second sister..."

"From today on, the three of us are half-siblings!"

"Right, sis?"

Everyone present:........

Emperor Yong looked at Fang Ping deeply, then frowned and said unhappily, "Hmph, you're quite obedient!"

In fact, what he wanted to say was, you are good at finding a backer for yourself!

They are also half-siblings.

Wouldn’t that mean he has a pair of adopted sons and daughters?

Emperor Yong's expression was unfriendly, but Concubine Wu chuckled softly, "This must be Master Xiao Fang!"

"Um... yes, I'm Fang Ping, nice to meet the Imperial Concubine!" Fang Ping pretended to be very nervous. He had figured out the nature of these upper-class people over the past few days.

They like to see others being respectful and polite to them.

Therefore, he always managed to appear extremely harmless, often with a pair of clear and innocent eyes open, to conquer everyone in the palace. No matter who saw him, they would sigh from the bottom of their hearts: Lord Xiao Fang may be talented, but his personality is really too simple!

There is another saying: If it were not for His Majesty's protection, he would have been allowed to be a Hanlin official, powerless and harmless, and would not have bothered anyone. Otherwise, if he had entered the court, he would have been plotted to death by those cunning old guys.

"Get up quickly! You look like a good child!" Concubine Wu had a kind face. She looked at Fang Ping, then at her daughter who was standing there staring at Fang Ping stupidly.

He shook his head helplessly in his heart. Although Fang Ping was a talented writer, he was not someone who could get into the court. He was afraid that his future career would be limited. Xin'er's liking for him was not a good match.

But Fang Ping's character is so pure, which is extremely rare.

"Father, why are you here?" Zhong Ning suddenly asked, "My injuries have almost healed, and Father, Your Majesty, is very busy with government affairs..."

So, should you go back?

Zhong Ning hadn't finished speaking, but everyone understood what she meant, so they all looked at her in shock, because no one had ever dared to speak to the Holy Emperor like that.

Emperor Yong's eyebrows twitched and his anger surged, but when he thought of the purpose of his visit, he suppressed it.

He put away the imperial fan and tapped Zhong Ning on the head with the fan bone. He said unhappily, "You conscienceless little thing! I've wasted all my time thinking about you!"

"I wonder what your Majesty is thinking about for me?" Zhong Ning asked curiously, "I want to know too."

"You child," Concubine Wu smiled gently, looking at Emperor Yong with a faint gaze. Emperor Yong made a proud sound but did not answer. He knew that it was time for him to make some additions so that the princess would know what His Majesty had done for her.

"Although you have only been in the palace a short time, it is time for you to discuss marriage. Your father has been looking through the portraits of talented young men in Kyoto these past few days in order to select a consort for you!"

Zhong Ning Xiaoran widened her eyes. No, she was only fifteen years old!

At this age, people in modern times would just be in junior high school.

She's getting married here.

This evil feudal society!

But seeing Emperor Yong's angry, "I don't want to talk to you" expression, Zhong Ning twitched the corners of his mouth and said speechlessly, "Is your Majesty so anxious to marry me off?"

"Of course I want to keep you for two more years, but you can choose your husband first, and then we can get married in two years!"

"Then I wonder who the Emperor has chosen for me?"

Emperor Yong glanced at her, then turned his gaze towards the eunuch Su Qi.

Su Qi immediately stepped forward to pay his respects, and Zhong Ning then saw that Su Qi was holding an exquisite long box in his arms.

The box opened, revealing a white scroll painting inside.

"Your Highness, these are the ten potential candidates for the Prince Consort that His Majesty has recently selected from among hundreds of talented individuals in Kyoto. Please review them!"

There are ten candidates?

Zhong Ning couldn't help rubbing his fingers hidden under his brocade robe. For the first time, he had the illusion that he was choosing a concubine for himself.

Murong Xin and Zhang Wanting lifted their skirts and moved carefully behind Zhong Ning.

Zhang Mingxuan, Gu Mingzhe and others looked nervous.

Zhong Ning took out a scroll from the top of the box and opened it directly. On the scroll was a handsome young man painted in fine brushwork.

His face is like Song Yu and his appearance is like Pan An.

But these eyebrows and eyes seem somewhat familiar.

Zhong Ning slowly put down the portrait, raised his eyes and looked carefully at Gu Mingzhe standing in front of him, looked at the portrait, and then looked at the real person.

You know what, this painting is at least 70% like the real thing.

Gu Mingzhe felt a vague scrutiny, and seemed to realize that what Princess Zhaohua was holding in her hand was most likely his own portrait.

He immediately straightened his back, put one hand behind his back, his face was gentle and polite, and his eyes were as tender as water.

"Father," Zhong Ning suddenly turned around and said, "Although this portrait is good, the information is incomplete. Only the name, age, family rank, and father's official position are written below the scroll."

"But they didn't introduce his character, strengths and weaknesses, family situation, personal relationship status, etc..."

Emperor Yong frowned slightly, "Su Qi?"

"Uh...I deserve to die...Please forgive me, Your Highness!" Su Qi immediately knelt down and apologized.

Zhong Ning immediately said: "Hurry up, big friend, it's the first time, so it's inevitable that there will be some negligence... It's not your fault..."

"Yes... Thank you, Your Highness. I will have someone check the candidate information in this box again."

After saying that, Su Qi bowed his body and temporarily stepped out.