The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

What else can Yixiu do in the face of such a shameless emperor?

It is impossible to refuse.

After all, she loves it very much.

However, the Ulanara family began to decline after Fei Yanggu passed away, and there were no outstanding male descendants.

In the end, the whole family worked together as one, thinking about how to suck blood from women, and it was all thanks to Queen Yixiu that they benefited.

As a result, they were doing well as locusts, but suddenly they were asked to pay money, and of course they were extremely reluctant.

Yixiu was almost laughing at the shameless faces of the Ulanara clan, but she was unwilling to accept either failing to fulfill the emperor's request or losing to Nian Shilan.

But her dowry was already meager, and she had always been frugal over the years, so she had not made much money.

The first beauty pageant after the emperor ascended the throne must of course be held to perfection. Where could she come up with such a large sum of money?

After tossing and turning all night, Yixiu finally came up with a solution.

When the Queen Mother brought up the idea of ​​a beauty pageant that day, she had never imagined that this boomerang would backfire on her so quickly.

The aunt and nephew, who could almost form a Nian Shilan Victims Alliance, sat opposite each other in silence, with the same dark circles under their eyes and dark yellow skin.

After all, it was I who was unkind first, so the Queen Mother was somewhat in the wrong.

It's just a beauty pageant, how much more can we spend? With a rare sense of guilt, the Queen Mother directly agreed to Yixiu's request.

Yixiu was deeply moved by this.

She was born a concubine's daughter since she was young, and could not compare with her elder sister in anything. Her mother only advised her to be tolerant. God knows how much she envied and jealous of the Nian family who obeyed Nian Shilan and loved her in every way!

But now it’s different, she has an aunt who cares for her.

Yixiu, who was so happy that she was floating in the air, held the empress dowager's storehouse cards in her arms and couldn't appreciate them enough.

This little sign not only allowed him to access the Empress Dowager's private vault at any time, but also symbolized his aunt's love for him!

Feeling loved, Yixiu was radiant, her headaches and back pains were gone, and she began to draw up the rules for the audition with full energy.

Huang Guiquan's calves cramped after receiving the regulations. What's going on with the Queen? Is she going to hold the selection to the same standard as a centenary birthday banquet?

When he tremblingly sent the preliminary plan to Yiku Palace, Nian Shilan couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Although Yixiu's sudden change from poor to rich was exaggerated, the thing she lacked the least was money. Let's see how Yixiu emptied the empress dowager's pockets.

The selection of candidates was in full swing. Except for the empress dowager who was exhausted and hiding in Shoukang Palace crying and wailing, everyone was looking forward to it.

Although Yixiu has never been rich, her aesthetic taste is still very good.

The entire audition process was finalized, and it was a combination of solemnity and elegance. Even the waiting area for the showgirls was decorated in an extraordinary and gorgeous manner.

The concubines waiting for selection from all over the country had never seen such a scene before. Everyone was very worried, fearing that they had violated a taboo under the emperor's feet. Not being able to enter the palace was a small matter, but they were even more afraid of bringing disaster to their families.

Because the preparation funds were abundant, out-of-town beauties like An Lingrong were picked up by a unified carriage, so there was no such thing as being late.

Upon hearing that it was the Imperial Concubine in the palace who had specially assigned a unified carriage, An Lingrong felt more grateful to Nian Shilan, whom she had never met before. After all, hiring a carriage was a considerable expense for her.

When she arrived at the waiting place, she saw neatly dressed palace maids each guarding a corner.

A palace maid came forward and knelt down to greet An Lingrong, and then introduced where the tea area and the changing area were clearly.

Xia Dongchun had already gone to the changing area.

There was no other reason. The main reason was that the palace maid introduced that there were bronze mirrors in the dressing area for the concubines to adjust their clothes. When she heard that she could look in the mirror, she happily followed the palace maid.

Although the strict palace rules are intimidating, the novel things they see still make the concubines gather in groups of three or four to discuss in low voices.

Except for one very unhappy person.

That's Zhen Huan.

She carefully prepared this simple yet not dull outfit for today, but she didn't expect that the color would clash with the entire setting. Not only did she blend into the background standing in the corner, but most importantly, she wore the same clothes as the palace maids!

There was no condition to change clothes temporarily at the moment. Although she had just heard that there was a changing area, what good clothes would there be there?

If Nian Shilan heard what Zhen Huan was thinking, she would definitely answer her seriously. There are plenty of clothes there, which are definitely better than her palace maid's outfit.

But Nian Shilan was betting that Zhen Huan was a proud person and would never change her clothes halfway through, and sure enough, it came true.

After Zhen Huan saw Shen Meiyu, she finally calmed down and tried to pat Shen Meiyu's shoulder in a coquettish manner, but she scared her.

Shen Meizhuang had already said half of "What an unreasonable palace maid" when she realized that the person in front of her was very familiar. After taking a closer look, she confirmed that this was Zhen Huan, her childhood playmate.

"I heard a long time ago that you, Huan'er, were selected, but I just never had the time to see you..."

Although Shen Meizhuang swallowed her words in time, Zhen Huan, who was very perceptive, knew what she had left unsaid. She almost couldn't keep her smile on her face. After an almost unnoticeable pause, she continued in a low voice,

"I hope I don't get chosen."

Shen Meizhuang looked at Zhen Huan again and completely believed her words. After all, no one would want to pass the palace selection by dressing up as a palace maid.

"I know you yearn for life outside the palace. It's hard for me, my beautiful sister, to dress like this to blend in with the crowd."

Zhen Huan had never wanted Shen Meizhuang to shut up so much.

After not seeing each other for many years, how come a good person has become so talkative after growing up that his words are like poison, and every word he says makes her feel heartbroken.

On the other side, An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan with envy.

It’s great that a palace maid can wear such a beautiful jade hairpin on her head, but I only have a dull pearl flower.

Perhaps her action of raising her hand to touch the pearl flower was too special, which attracted the attention of the palace servant nearby. The palace maid who had just shown her the direction stepped forward again and saluted, and then said that if there was anything wrong with the girl, she could go to the dressing area to look in the mirror and adjust herself.

An Lingrong was led to the dressing area in a daze. She mustered up the courage to step inside and was surprised by the row of bronze mirrors and pearl jewelry in front of her.

Xia Dongchun, who had been admiring the mirror for a long time, was just about to get up with satisfaction, but she didn't expect to see a shabby shadow in the mirror, which made her pout.

"Hey, that's you!"

"Whose daughter are you? Why are you so shabby?"

"Look, those clothes over there are all made of fashionable materials. Hurry up and change out of this flowered satin dress with thick stitching that's leaking air. It's so shabby that it's hurting my eyes!"