Comprehensive film and television: Extreme reversal and inevitable death

Thinking of this, Fat Orange couldn't help but feel happy.

He couldn't help but feel that he was lucky to have a lot of beautiful women around him.

The plot in the sky curtain soon came to the day of Hongli's selection of talents.

Yixiu sat upright on the chair, looking at herself in the sky with a numb face, constantly praising the old and thin Qingying for being "watery", and happily encouraging her to become a concubine of Hongli.

Yixiu: Either this world is crazy, or my future self has finally gone mad because of Qingying.

It is obvious that the future Hongli is not my adopted son. Why should I rush to flatter Qingying, who has humiliated the third brother, my adopted son, and even encourage her to get close to my political enemy Hongli?

At this moment, Yixiu began to deeply doubt his own IQ.

Big Fat Orange was also very dissatisfied with the Jiangxuexuan talent show organized by Concubine Xi and Hongli, which seemed like a child's play.

Not to mention whether such a talent show was in accordance with the rules, just from the luxurious talent show list, Big Fat Orange could tell that he would regard Hongli as the heir to the throne in the future.

This was what made him extremely dissatisfied.

He was very clear about his likes and dislikes, and therefore he knew even more clearly that if nothing unexpected happened, Hongli's son, who was raised directly in the garden by him, would never have a chance of ascending to the throne.

But now it seems that the ultimate winner is Hongli.

So, where does the problem lie?

Thinking of this, Big Fat Orange's gaze quickly fell on the face of Concubine Xi, whom he had not noticed before, and then - his pupils suddenly shrank.

Wanwan!

There is no mistake, that is his Wanwan!

Zhen Huan, who was kneeling below and also saw Concubine Xi's face clearly, couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and then she was ecstatic.

It seems that she will have a smooth future after entering the palace. Maybe... she will also be the next empress dowager!

After all, he was only seventeen years old and had not yet experienced the ups and downs that followed.

Zhen Huan is now completely unable to hide her true feelings. When she thinks of her bright future, the corners of her mouth become harder to suppress than AK's.

It would have been fine if this thought had not been revealed, but it was clearly seen by the three big bosses sitting at the top.

Looking at the ambition growing in the girl's eyes, Big Fat Orange's heart suddenly became dull.

——That’s not his Wanwan.

Wanwan does not pursue fame or wealth, nor does she envy glory and wealth. He is the only person in her heart.

Zhen Huan...after all, she just looks a little like Wan Wan.

It's a pity, but also a blessing.

His Wanwan is always unique.

So, at this moment, Chun Yuan's shadow was completely separated from Zhen Huan.

Compared to Big Fat Orange who was sighing with emotion alone, the Queen Mother and Yixiu, the aunt and niece who had an extremely tacit understanding, had only one straightforward thought in their minds - kill Zhen Huan!

For both of them, losing anything is fine except the position of empress!

Everyone present had different thoughts, but when they saw Qingying arriving late and running faster than the personal maid by stepping on the bottom of the flower pot, they couldn't help but feel like complaining.

"Hey, no, why can she still run for election even though she's late?"

"After all, this is the Queen's niece..."

"To be honest, I'm not trying to please the Queen, but my niece really looks older than my aunt."

"Princess Qingying, didn't you just say that you only treat the Fourth Prince as a brother and won't run for the election? Why are you running away so quickly now?"

"What do you know? 'Brother' is just an excuse. I think this Qingying Princess has long been certain that the position of the Concubine will fall on her head!"

As expected, when everyone saw that Hongli suddenly took back the Ruyi that he had clearly handed to Fucha Langya and wanted to hand it to Qingying instead, and Qingying still pretended to be pretentious and refused it, the whole audience could not help but start to burst into an uproar.

"Wow, wow, wow! Princess Fucha is so pitiful!"

"The Fucha family... is that the Fucha family I'm thinking of?"

"I think you are right. Master Ma Qi from their family still remembers him. He was a fierce man who fought with the Holy Ancestor!"

"Is the Fourth Prince crazy? He wants a legitimate daughter of the Fucha family to be his concubine!?"

"Could it be that all the emperor's sons are dead? Ahem, I mean, is Fourth Prince so sure that the emperor can only choose him as the heir? Are you so disrespectful to the Fucha family?"

"Don't you guys pay attention to Princess Qingying... She's really a little... that thing. She ran very fast, but she still refused to take Ruyi... Then what is she doing here?"

"Maybe he just wanted to show off his presence..."

"Does she need to show off her presence? She's the only one in the entire Forbidden City who dresses completely differently from others. She has quite a personality!"

"So the Fourth Prince likes this kind of pretentious and pretentious behavior? The tastes of the royal princes are really hard to understand!"

"Why does she tie her scarf like this? Won't it strangle her neck?"

“Is there something wrong with the Ulanara family’s aesthetics?”

"Don't talk nonsense! The Queen obviously has a very good sense of clothing."

"That's why I said there's something wrong with their family's aesthetic taste."

Seeing Qingying refusing for a long time, and having Hongli, a royal prince and a Qing prince, beg her for the gift, before finally accepting the Ruyi reluctantly, everyone felt a sour feeling in their hearts.

Some concubines even spoke up boldly: They also wanted to meet a prince like this who seemed to have problems with his brain and was easy to fool.

As for the current emperor...well, forget it.

Then, the plot took a sharp turn for the worse. The emperor of a country actually went personally to a place where a prince selection was held to convey the news that the queen had been deposed. He was even worse than a second-class eunuch!

Looking at Qingying's face full of disbelief, he still held tightly in his hand Ruyi, who had just been pushing away and saying no, as if his immense wealth would run away if he let go.

Although no one dared to laugh loudly in front of the sullen-faced Queen, everyone felt inexplicably refreshed in their hearts!

Should!

Let you continue pretending!

If you have the guts, just let Ruyi go right now. Why are you holding her so tightly?