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

"I want someone who is good-looking...clean...emotionally stable, and without bad habits..."

"Hmph... that's a nice thought!" Emperor Yong's voice was filled with a hint of anger. "If you say so, doesn't that mean that no man in the world is worthy of you?"

"How could that be? I can train him myself! I prefer a foster-type consort." Zhong Ning counted on his fingers:

"You see, I'm only fifteen now. I can first see if there are any teenagers younger than me, around thirteen or fourteen."

"When I'm 20, they'll be 18 or 19, and it'll be perfect for us to get married!"

Emperor Yong:........

Everyone present:......

Zhang Wanting lowered her head silently, thinking that no one could resist a brother who could be both salty and sweet. Her fellow villager was really amazing, as he actually went straight into the training system.

After hearing what Zhong Ning said, Emperor Yong fell into deep thought. If that was the case, it might be okay, but he thought about what Zhong Ning had just said, they?

How many does she want to raise?

Emperor Yong frowned slightly and asked again, "You just said, them?"

"Yeah, I envy men who have three wives and four concubines, so I plan to keep three first..."

"One is a cute and coquettish type, one is gentle and amiable, and one is sunny and cheerful..."

"That's all for now. If I come across other types, I'll add more..."

Emperor Yong:........

Everyone present:......

Gu Mingzhe looked at Zhong Ning with hurt eyes.

Zhang Mingxuan's eyes widened, as if he had never seen such a bold person.

Fang Ping secretly gave a thumbs up.

Murong Xin looked blank.

Concubine Wu showed a look of longing.

Zhang Wanting lowered her head even lower. She was really afraid that she would laugh out loud.

Emperor Yong was so angry that he laughed, "You've thought it through so thoroughly that you've even thought of the type..."

"I'm just average. Compared to my father who holds a small election every three years and a large one every five years, I'm still far behind..."

"You..." Emperor Yong's chest heaved with anger.

Concubine Wu gave him the thumbs-up again and again in a bad mood.

What Zhaohua said is right.

You married such a beauty into the palace, what would happen if she had three children?

If I hadn't entered the palace, I would have raised a few of them.

"Let's get going and return to the palace!" Emperor Yong stood up suddenly. He was afraid that he would be angry to death if he stayed here any longer.

Everyone stood up to respectfully see the emperor off, and only returned to Qinghui Pavilion after the emperor had left.

"Sister Ning, is what you just said true?" Murong Xin asked first, and everyone else looked at Zhong Ning.

"Really? No matter how bold I am, I wouldn't dare to deceive you!" Zhong Ning raised his eyebrows, his eyes passing over Gu Mingzhe's slightly hurt ones, and suddenly his eyebrows slightly frowned: "Why are you looking at me like that? As if I have let you down..."

Gu Mingzhe lifted his robe and sat down, staring at Zhong Ning:

"I don't have a concubine. Although my mother did try to arrange for a maid for me, I refused. Those two maids were forced upon me the other day, and I haven't had time to return them yet..."

So, I'm still clean.

"But you have a cousin!" Zhong Ning said directly:

"Your mother stuffed a maid into your life, which shows she likes to control children. In the future, she will inevitably interfere in your bedroom affairs and give orders to your wife. This kind of mother-in-law...tsk tsk tsk tsk...I can't stand it!"

Gu Mingzhe felt as if his heart was stabbed by an arrow again!

But he couldn't refute it!

Zhong Ning glanced away and looked at the girl who had her head lowered and her shoulders shaking. "Have you laughed enough?"

Zhang Wanting immediately shook her head, then realized something was wrong and nodded quickly.

"What's so funny about this? I'm expressing my thoughts sincerely and I have no shame at all!"

"I just mentioned the type I like. Wanting, do you have a type you like?" Zhong Ning asked.

Zhang Mingxuan frowned slightly. His elder sister's marriage should be decided by his parents.

Just as she was about to politely decline on behalf of her elder sister, she heard Zhang Wanting tremblingly say, "Your Highness, Your Highness likes those whose parents are both orphaned..."

Zhang Mingxuan:........

Everyone present:........

It turns out that the real ruthless person is here!

Everyone turned their eyes to Zhong Ning, wondering if he would scold them after hearing this.

But who would have thought that Zhong Ning's eyes were filled with admiration and yearning. He actually grabbed Zhang Wanting's hand and said excitedly, "What a coincidence! I like it too!"

"I actually have two suitable ones here, but they're not in the capital at the moment. I can introduce them to you first!"

"Really? What do they look like?" Zhang Wanting asked softly.

"He's extremely handsome, elegant, and unrestrained..." Zhong Ning half-covered his mouth and whispered in Zhang Wanting's ear, "Even more handsome than Wang's boy!"

"Really?" Zhang Wanting's eyes lit up surprisingly. "Is he really that handsome?"

Zhong Ning nodded heavily and said affirmatively:

"They're both really good-looking, but you can only choose one, and it depends on how attractive you are."

"If neither of you succeeds, then it can only be said that you are not destined to be together."

Zhang Wanting grabbed Zhong Ning's hand fiercely and said, "Sister, you are my real sister. My happiness for the rest of my life depends entirely on you!"

After saying that, he hugged Zhong Ning excitedly.

Fang Ping couldn't help but roll his eyes.

In the modern world, he certainly knew that young girls all liked those top stars.

But unexpectedly, when they got here, the aesthetic tastes of these little girls were still on them.

He was so surprised when he heard that there was someone who could rival his idol.

That is to say, he debuted late and has few loyal fans.

But he himself is not bad looking!

Zhong Ning patted Zhang Wanting's shoulder gently with her small hand, and was about to comfort her when she heard a sad voice from the side: "Sister Ning..."

The voice was too plaintive, and Zhong Ning couldn't help but raise her eyes and turned towards Murong Xin. "Hey, Anle, what type do you like? Sister will help you find it!"

Murong Xin's face suddenly turned red with shame.

Did she mean it?

She was just a little angry that Sister Zhong suddenly had a younger sister.

"Oh, I forgot, you told me that..." Zhong Ning turned to Fang Ping and raised his eyebrows slightly... Well, what do you think?

Fang Ping:........

What does he think?

He sat and watched!

Those are royal children.

If he dares to have such an idea, won’t the emperor break his legs?

Even if the emperor doesn't fight, there is still Prince An!

Forgive him, he is just an ordinary handsome young man who wants to find a gentle wife and two beautiful concubines.

Now that you have finally come here, how can you not experience the happiness of having two wives?

Fang Ping didn't think he was wrong!

But Princess Anle is right here, and he has to find a way to throw two basins of dirty water on himself so that people will give up on him!

"My sister is right. As a princess, how can I not keep a few concubines?"

Fang Ping suddenly spoke up, "I am not talented, so I will follow my sister's footsteps. My sister took in three, so I can just take in two!"