The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 550
Ever since meeting Siru in the pavilion last time, Nangong Ao never wanted to see her again. As a proud prince, how could he call the concubine mother who he has always despised.

In fact, he didn't hide on purpose. Ever since the sixth prince was born out of thin air and was raised under the name of the noble concubine, he felt a suffocating urgency. He had to do something to relieve his inner discomfort. Find like-minded potential stocks to discuss major issues, how to sit on the dragon chair in a legitimate way.

Tired of looking at the roster, Siru took the sixth prince for a walk in the Imperial Garden, and happened to meet Nangong Ao who was about to leave the palace, but Nangong Ao only gave her a faint look.

gone.

Siru was already ready to accept the salute from the cheap son, but she just showed her the back?

No.

"stop!"

She sneered and said, "When I saw Bengong, I turned around and left. Why, this is how Concubine De teaches manners to the third prince? It seems that when should Bengong ask Concubine De?"

Very rampant.

It's completely the style of a proud and spoiled concubine.

Nangong Ao stopped and turned around to look at her with a gloomy expression, "Liang Wanyue, you'd better not offend the prince."

Otherwise, I will kill you.

Siru smiled even more happily, and she walked slowly in front of Nangong Ao, wearing a red dress like fire.

hot.

After looking him up and down, he said, "What does the Third Prince call me? Call me again."

Nangong Ao's eyes were cold, and he really wanted to throw the word "slut" directly in her face.

But can't.

In the end, she called out the noble concubine.

Siru shook his head, with a look of pity on his face, "I would rather hear you call me your concubine."

Nangong Ao's face was expressionless, this woman was simply carried away to the point of madness.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

asked.

Si Ru blinked, "I actually want to discuss the selection of concubines with you."

Nodding, "You know that the emperor has left all the draft matters to me. I just thought that you, the third prince, are already in your twenties and you don't even have anyone around you who knows how to feel hot and cold. It's so pitiful for Empress Dowager De to have a day." Those who only know how to eat fast and recite Buddha's name don't care, the emperor has no time to worry about everything, so I can only take it over."

The coldness in Nangong Ao's eyes almost solidified, "What do you mean by that?"

Si Ru smiled, "It means that your marriage is in my hands."

Nangong Ao: ...

It was as if he had heard a tale from heaven and night.

My biological mother is still alive, why should it be your stepmother's turn to make the decision?What a joke.

"You can't lie to me!"

Do not believe.

Siru looked indifferent, and kept a polite smile that was not polite, "For the sake of our acquaintance, I will choose a very good princess for you."

Nangong glared proudly.

"you dare!"

Siru nodded, "Well, I dare." There was a malicious smile on the corner of her mouth, "If you continue to be rude to me, believe it or not, I will choose an ugly princess for you."

Anyway, when Nangong Ao finally left, his handsome face changed color.

very angry.

At first, she thought that Liang Wanyue would die sooner or later if she entered the palace.

In the end, she was really lucky.

During this period, no matter whether it was poisoning, assassination or the most popular framing in the harem, she could not be hurt at all. The father was also confused and believed her.

unconditional.

Whenever something happened, he kept saying that the imperial concubine was young and ignorant, so don't worry about it and be tolerant.

I'm so annoying.

Ah.

She even handed over her marriage to Liang Wanyue.

Nangong Ao really felt like he was shooting himself in the foot with a rock, if he had known earlier...

It's a pity that money is hard to buy and I knew it earlier.

regret but too late.

I don't want to leave the palace any more, I go directly to Concubine De.

Concubine De, as always, was holding a string of Buddhist beads and chanting sutras with her eyes closed, with a very peaceful expression.

Nangong Ao is still very gentle and elegant.

He saluted and patiently chatted with Concubine De for a while. Concubine De was so smart that she turned away and asked him with a smile, "Why did the emperor come to see you today?"

Nangong bowed his head proudly, "Concubine Mother, have you heard anything about your son's marriage?"

Concubine De: ...

I knew what he meant.

Said, "The emperor is not young, and the concubine mother really wants to take advantage of this draft to choose a concubine who is both talented and beautiful, gentle and virtuous, and your father also means the same."

The stone in Nangong Ao's heart was also let go.

Coming out of Concubine De, Nangong Ao specially sent someone to investigate for the sake of caution.

Unfortunately, I only heard that this draft was prepared for the princes, and the rest was gone.

It seems that the plan is ahead of schedule.

soon.

Draft day is coming.

Siru took the selected ladies to the imperial study for the emperor to have a look in advance. She did it in detail, and each portrait was marked with who it was for and what her status was.

The emperor turned the pages, the corners of his mouth twitching violently.

Si Ru sat on a chair beside her, took a sip of the tea in her hand, "How is it?"

Look proud.

A quarter of an hour later, the emperor put down the roster and looked up at Siru with complicated eyes.

After a long time, he sighed, "It's up to you to decide."

Siru: "Okay."

She just wanted the emperor to be mentally prepared so that he wouldn't be scared by then.

Royal study.

The emperor leaned on the back of the chair for a long time and couldn't calm down. He lowered his head and smiled. In fact, the imperial concubine had done a very good job. She didn't take the emperor's life. It's just, just...

Ugh!
Let it be fate.

There was no way he could forgive his son who wanted his life.

The draft is finally here.

Siru specially prepared a hall for people to come out. The emperor sat firmly on a high platform, the queen was on the right, and she was on the left, but the seat was a little lower than the queen's, indicating the order of dignity.

It doesn't matter.

Siru nodded and signaled the palace maid to start.

So a row of five beautiful women dressed in exactly the same dress entered the hall, bowed their knees to the three big men above them, and then tried to maintain the best posture to accept everyone's scrutiny.

Waiting to be selected.

High-ranking concubines also have the right to choose, especially those with sons, they are more careful.

Good looks are not important.

Family background is the first.

Concubine De left the badges of several aristocratic daughters, and Concubine Mei did her best to give the good ones to her son. There was only one concubine, but there were also side concubines and concubines.

The more the better.

Siru remained silent until the first group came on stage, she pointed to the show girl on the far right, "What's your name?"

Xiunu obviously didn't expect that she would be noticed by the noble concubine, and she was both terrified and nervous, "The little girl's name is Zhu Yurun, and she is the concubine daughter of Marquis Jiang An."

Before Siru had time to speak, she heard Concubine Mei cover her mouth and smile with infinite sarcasm.

"Hey, is it possible that the imperial concubine wants to choose this fat pig like for the emperor?"

Zhu Yurun: ...

Ah.

I really want to slap that bitch above me in the face, you are such a stupid pig.

Siru just laughed.

Very brilliant, "I think this girl is very good, plump, and easy to have children."

"Keep the card!"

The emperor glanced sideways at her, "Keep the card."

Concubine Mei: ...

(End of this chapter)