The beauty who wears fast has many babies

In the 23rd year of the Great Qi Dynasty, Kyoto.

That year, the capital city was unusually prosperous, bustling with activity, bustling with activity, and bustling with activity. A special group of guests had arrived: foreign envoys and the Turkic Khan. Each of them had come to this unfamiliar land with their own purpose.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the capital. People were buzzing with discussion about this unexpected marriage. Some speculated whether it would bring peace and tranquility to the country; others worried about deeper political conspiracies. Still others expressed hope for the future, hoping to see friendly exchanges and common development between the two countries.

Inside the palace, the emperor and his ministers were nervously discussing countermeasures.

They knew very well that this marriage was related to the safety and interests of the country and must be handled with caution.

At the same time, the ladies in the palace also began to get busy preparing to welcome the Turkic Khan who had come from afar. They carefully selected gifts and decorated the palace, striving to welcome this distinguished guest in the most perfect manner.

"Empress, the Turkic Khan is visiting this time, and it is said that he is going to marry a princess. Which princess does the emperor plan to send as a bride?" a concubine asked curiously.

The other concubines also echoed: "Yes, Queen, we are all very concerned!"

The Queen smiled and replied, "The Emperor has not yet made a final decision, but I suspect it will be the eldest princess."

"The eldest princess? Doesn't that mean she will marry far away into the Turkic realm?" a concubine said in surprise.

"Yes, this is also for the peace and stability of the country," explained the queen.

"But the princess is so beautiful and kind, how can we bear to let her go to such a faraway place?" another concubine said regretfully.

"This is the responsibility of being a member of the royal family. Sometimes sacrifices need to be made," said the queen with emotion.

The concubines nodded in understanding, but they still felt a little reluctant and worried. They began to discuss the eldest princess's future life and their understanding of the Turks. The whole palace was filled with discussion.

Seeing this, the Queen smiled slightly and said, "However, this matter has not yet been finalized. Your Majesty has his own opinion. No matter which princess marries, it is for the country and the people. We should bless them."

One of the concubines interjected, "But I heard that the Turkic Khan was cruel and brutal. Who would be willing to send their daughter to suffer like that?"

Another concubine agreed, "Yes, why not choose one of the ministers' daughters to replace the princess?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone expressed their agreement.

So, someone suggested that a banquet be held here to receive the envoys, inviting the unmarried daughters of the ministers to attend and letting the Turkic Khan choose from them.

In this way, perhaps the princess could avoid the fate of marrying far away.

The emperor heard the suggestion and thought it feasible, so he ordered preparations for a banquet.

For a time, there was a wave of enthusiasm throughout the capital, and the daughters of the ministers' houses began to make nervous preparations.

However, it was not a joyful preparation, as most people were trying to find ways to avoid going to the banquet.

"Master, please think of a solution! I think Ling'er can't go to this banquet!" The beautiful woman on the side said excitedly, her eyes full of worry and anxiety, as if she had seen her daughter in danger.

"Dad! I don't want to go. How about letting some sickly person take my place?" The more Wu Ling'er thought about it, the more she felt it made sense. A sly smile appeared on her face, and she was secretly glad that she had come up with such a good idea.

Wu Ling'er's father Wu Xiao frowned. He knew the importance of this banquet, but he was also worried about his daughter's safety.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly said, "This is a feasible solution, but we still need to consider it in the long run."

The beautiful woman nodded, a glimmer of hope in her eyes: "Yes, logically speaking, the emperor only requires each family to marry at least one daughter, so it's not impossible for the sickly girl to go!"

Wu Ling'er laughed triumphantly: "Hehe, then it's settled! I don't want to be noticed by the barbarians."

"Okay, both of you stay at home honestly during this period of time. You are not allowed to go anywhere. Especially you, Wu Ling'er, you must learn to keep a low profile!" Wu Xiao interrupted the ecstatic mother and daughter with a serious face.

He knew very well that his daughter was lively and active, but at a time like this, they had to keep a low profile to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

"Don't worry, Dad, I know what I'm doing and I won't do anything rash." Wu Ling'er waved her hand nonchalantly, indicating that she knew what was important.

She understood her father's concerns, but she was still somewhat dissatisfied with the restrictions on her freedom.

However, thinking of the upcoming happy life, she no longer cared about these little things.

After all, as long as she waits through this period of time, she will be able to go out normally.

"Let's go to the backyard and take a look."

When Wu Ling'er thought that maybe she could get rid of the annoying sickly guy this time, she couldn't help feeling happy. She hurriedly called the maid beside her and skipped to the backyard.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, a sense of desolation hit me. What came into view was a dilapidated house with peeling walls, broken windows, and missing tiles on the roof. The yard was overgrown with weeds, and it looked like it hadn't been tended to in a long time.

The air was filled with a faint scent of herbs, which made people feel inexplicably depressed and sad, as if this place had once experienced glory, but now only ruins remained.

Wu Ling'er wrinkled her nose subconsciously. "What's going on? It's so shabby, doesn't my mother even put in some superficial effort?"

The maid listened to Wu Ling'er's complaints and could only timidly say, "Yes, it was the eldest lady who said she wanted to live in the room that was once the eldest lady's."

"What's wrong? Why don't you live in a nice house and come here?" Wu Ling'er rolled her eyes and said impatiently.

"If you don't know, you would think that my Wu family favors my concubine over my wife!"

Wu Ling'er couldn't help being a little angry as she spoke, but when she thought of the death of Wu Li's mother, she felt guilty.

When the two men stormed through the door, they found Wu Li, dressed in a turquoise robe, leaning against the bed. Her face was as pale as paper, devoid of color, like a withered flower, exuding a fragile yet beautiful aura. Her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes fluttering softly, as gentle as butterfly wings. Her lips were slightly dry, but still retained a faint red, revealing a hint of life. She exuded a frail yet charming aura that evoked pity.

Wu Ling'er was stunned by Wu Li's appearance for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "This face really makes people jealous!"

Although Wu Ling'er's health has not been very good, perhaps because she is born weak and sickly, her face is stunning.

Wu Ling'er couldn't help but think, how great it would be if she had such beauty.