The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Xiuzhu's inner worries completely disappeared at this moment.

She was worrying too much.

"Miss, I have heard that the eldest master will return home tomorrow."

"Then let's go out to the long street to meet him tomorrow, and stroll around Shengjing City by the way." Jiang Wantang said with a smile.

"Yeah!"

Xiuzhu's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again the next moment as if he thought of something.

"I also saw Jiang Wanfu's personal maid Qiao'er sneaking out of the house through the back door. I don't think she was doing anything serious."

Jiang Wantang rubbed her head and praised her sincerely, "Our Xiuzhu is really getting more and more powerful!"

Xiuzhu, like her, was a homeless person. Because she knew some martial arts, Jiang Huaizhou bought her from a matchmaker and sent her to the farm to take care of her.

Xiuzhu said anxiously, "Girl! Aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about? Are you worried that she'll harm me?" Jiang Wantang smiled nonchalantly. "It's okay. If she doesn't want me to have an easy life, how can you say I will let her have an easy life?"

Since my brother is coming back, then Jamel Xiao should also come back...

It is sunny every day in March.

When Xiuzhu got up early in the morning, he saw Jiang Wantang had already dressed up and was sitting in the yard drinking tea. Her makeup was gorgeous and exquisite, and she looked like a lady from a noble family.

She was surprised at first, but when she saw the four maids in the yard and the table full of exquisite snacks, she instantly understood.

Her daughter is now the second daughter of the prime minister's family and cannot be treated unfairly.

After breakfast, the two of them left the house.

Chang'an Avenue in the capital is the most prosperous street in Dasheng.

The streets are bustling with people, with shops everywhere, and the sounds of noise and hawking are endless.

Jiang Wantang brought Xiuzhu to a clothing store on the street. When they went in, they were two little girls, and when they came out, they became two young men.

Jiang Wantang was dressed in a dark blue robe and holding a folding fan, looking like a noble young man.

Xiuzhu straightened her chest which was wrapped flat and said uncomfortably: "Miss, why do we have to dress up as men?"

"To reduce unnecessary trouble." Jiang Wantang said lightly.

The two of them were strolling around the streets of Beijing when suddenly there was a loud noise at the end of the long street.

"Your Majesty has returned to the capital. Wherever the imperial carriage goes, all idlers must retreat immediately!"

Rows of guards wearing armor and holding golden halberds poured into the city, clearing the way on both sides of the street.

A commander of the imperial guards led the crowd and shouted, "Your Majesty has returned to the capital. Wherever the imperial carriage goes, all idle people must retreat!"

As the guards advanced, the people on both sides of the street knelt on the ground.

"Oh, hurry! Kneel down! Don't look around!" An old man hurriedly pulled his grandson beside him, knelt on the ground, and covered his eyes.

Someone fearless enough shouted in the crowd, "The tyrant has returned to Beijing!"

"Kneel down! Kneel down!"

The crowd began to panic, and the people around were talking about it.

"Is it the tyrant from our Great Sheng Dynasty who wiped out more than a dozen tribes right after ascending the throne?!"

"If it's not him, who else could it be!"

"Oh my god, didn't he just go to Foguang Temple to pray for the country? Why is he back so suddenly? Is something big going to happen in the capital again?"

"You're stupid! Of course it's for the selection of beautiful ladies!"

"That's hundreds of officials and noble ladies entering the palace to participate in the selection. In just a few days, there are already over three thousand beauties from all over the country who have registered!"

"I heard that the tyrant had a crush on a woman in his youth, but he couldn't get her. For her sake, he kept the throne vacant, and the six harems were as empty as a vacant palace. Why is he suddenly starting a large-scale beauty pageant?"

"That rumor must be wrong. Emperors have always been heartless. With three thousand beauties in the harem, there's no such thing as love or not. Even if you love them, you can't love them all!"

"Yes, how could a cold-hearted person like the tyrant fall in love with someone?"

"..."

Jiang Wantang pulled Xiuzhu and knelt in the street with the crowd.

In her previous life, she came back late and did not see Ji Wuyuan returning to the palace.

Soon, the noisy streets became quiet and people knelt down and kowtowed.

The emperor's carriage slowly appeared. Emperor Ji Wuyuan, wearing a dark-colored robe with a gold dragon pattern, sat upright on the gorgeously decorated imperial sedan chair, supporting his head with one hand and closing his eyes to pretend to be asleep.

The imperial chariot was pulled by eight horses, the sound of horses' hooves echoed on the stone road. A group of palace maids and eunuchs dressed in gorgeous clothes and holding feather fans stood around the chariot.

Because of the pearl curtain covering the emperor's face, people dared not and could not see his true appearance clearly.

But Jiang Wantang knew how handsome the young emperor behind the pearl curtain was.

After all, it was this man who Jiang Wanfu gave up her childhood sweetheart relationship of more than ten years with Xiao Jingheng after just one look at him, and was determined to enter the palace for him.

Tyrant, Ji Wuyuan!

The body of a banished immortal, but the heart of Hell.

Ji Wuyuan proclaimed himself emperor at a young age and was a complete tyrant.

But he was extremely resourceful, and no one in the court was disobedient to him and no one was not afraid of him.

Because those who did not obey him were killed.

It is rumored that before he ascended the throne, he killed his father and brother, massacred the Golden Dragon Palace with blood, and frightened the court officials into panic.

With such a cold-blooded, ruthless and cruel emperor, it is no wonder that Jiang Zhixu would be extremely reluctant to let Jiang Wanfu enter the palace.

Thinking of the rumors about him that I just heard in the crowd.

In fact, it is not all groundless.

For example, when Ji Wuyuan was young, there was a girl who was his sweetheart.

Even now, Jiang Wantang found it hard to believe that there would be a woman who loved such a man.

But the fact is, in Ji Wuyuan's previous life, the throne of queen remained vacant until her death, and she had no favorite in the six palaces.

So, why did he suddenly go through so much trouble to participate in the draft?

Jiang Wantang looked at the imperial carriage in front of her and was unconsciously lost in thought.

There was complete silence all around, and a gentle breeze blew by. The crisp sound of pearls and jade colliding on the imperial carriage was breathtaking.

Ji Wuyuan, who was sitting on the imperial carriage, also opened his eyes and looked towards her sharply.

That is the look of a person in a high position, looking down at ants with a cold and disdainful look.

In this world, the most supreme power is imperial power.

And what she was attracted by was his power.

Jiang Wantang met his gaze without any fear.

In a pair of peach blossom eyes full of spring, there is only indifference.

After just a moment, he lowered his eyes.

What she didn't know was that at this moment, the emperor behind the bead curtain curled his lips and looked at her with a hint of amusement.