Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

At this time, three gorgeous carriages were slowly driving over at the foot of the mountain.

The carriage at the beginning was extraordinarily gorgeous with its carved beams and paintings; special sachets were hung on the four corners of the carriage's eaves, and you could smell the fragrance from afar before you even got close.

Compared with the carriage in front, the two carriages at the back are a bit simple, but compared to other ordinary carriages, they are much better.

Although there were no sachets hung on the four corners of the eaves of the two carriages, there was still a mixed fragrance wafting out. The reason was simply because there were eighteen beautiful women in the two carriages.

When the leading carriage stopped, a delicate and beautiful maid got out of the carriage first.

The beautiful maid turned around and held a snow-white, slender hand stretched out from the carriage.

Then the car curtain opened, and a girl wearing a curtain hat and a pale pink dress with a graceful figure was helped down by the maid.

Qiao Lingyue stopped after standing firm, turned towards the car and said softly: "Mother, my daughter will help you get out of the car."

Then a beautiful middle-aged woman walked out of the carriage.

Qiao Lingyue held onto her mother's outstretched hand and said softly, "Mom, be careful."

Pan Yuemei looked at the people on the steps, then at her daughter, and said with a faint smile: "Nothing."

At this time, the two cars behind had stopped, and eighteen women got out of the car. They were all fat and thin, and each had their own merits. They all stood at the foot of the mountain and waited respectfully for the beautiful middle-aged woman.

Just because the Qiao family has an iron rule: obey your husband at home, and obey your mistress when going out.

Even the master follows this every day, which is why these Yingying Yanyans are so respectful.

When the master comes today, they will naturally wait where they are.

Pan Yuemei looked at the beautiful concubines in each room, and said calmly: "To show my sincerity, Miss, I will kowtow to go up one step at a time from these 108 steps. If you are too slow, you can go up the mountain on your own."

All the concubines bowed and saluted: "Yes."

This neat response attracted everyone's attention. Even the guests on the way up the mountain stopped and looked down frequently.

Ning Yu and the others stopped and followed the others to look down.

Someone next to me asked in surprise: "Which family's carriage is that, and it actually has so many daughters?!"

The person next to him couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He looked at the person before and asked:

"Brother, you must not be a local. They are the family members of Qiao Tianliang, the Minister of Rites. Mr. Qiao only has one daughter, the girl in the curtain hat. Next to her is her mother, Mrs. Qiao. The group behind them are all Mr. Qiao's. Concubine."

That person pointed the direction to the previous person one by one.

When the man saw it before, he couldn't help but marveled.

"What's so strange about Mr. Qiao that he can make those concubines willing to treat the mistress so respectfully?"

The man next to him smiled and said, "I don't know about that. I only know that there are many Zen monasteries dedicated to wealthy families built on the back mountain. Some families with families don't need to rush down the mountain today."

After saying that, the man quickly walked towards the mountain.

Ning Yu looked in the direction of Qiao Lingyue and couldn't help but secretly sigh: It's really hard to find anything after wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it.

Living in the same mountain, why worry about not being able to get close to Qiao Lingyue?

She turned around and supported her mother, and the three of them walked upward slowly.

When the concubines saw everyone looking in their direction, some blushed, some lowered their heads, some fiddled with their handkerchiefs, but no one was willing to take the first step.

It's a joke, if I go over the top even a little bit, the master will have to kneel down in the ancestral hall as a punishment.

Not only was she forced to kneel down in the ancestral hall, she was not allowed to play with her sisters, but she was also forced to copy the madam's obscure scriptures.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. No one wants to be the one who stands out and is punished to kneel down and copy scriptures.

So they all waited behind the two of them.

Qiao Lingyue handed her mother over to the maid beside her and said, "Fu Ling, help Madam go up first, Dong Qing will come with me."

Poria responded. She supported Pan Yuemei and carefully climbed up the steps.

After her mother left, Qiao Lingyue slowly straightened her skirt while everyone looked at her or looked at her in surprise.

She walked lightly to the first step, clasped her hands together and bowed devoutly, then knelt down gracefully.

Qiao Lingyue, a believing girl, is willing to spend ten years of her life in exchange for her sweetheart Chu Ye, so that they can be in love and achieve perfection.

Dongqing followed silently, holding up the too-long skirt for her young lady.

The concubines followed her, watching Qiao Lingyue kneeling step by step and walking slowly.

Among them, two and three of them were whispering behind Qiao Lingyue.

A concubine in white looked at Qiao Lingyue's slender back and whispered: "If you ask me, our girl is so sincere, we will definitely stand out in the general election in a month."

Another concubine in purple looked at the concubine in white and said with some uncertainty:

"What do you know? Some of the girls in the election have been raised since childhood, and some have been taught by the nuns in the palace in advance. If the time comes, it's really hard to say who will be elected and who will lose."

Just because the emperor is the biggest variable, a person may be left behind because he looks like another person who is missed, or he may be disliked because he looks like another person who is disliked.

Another concubine with a light apricot color covered her mouth and said with a smile: "You know it in such detail, could it be that you have participated in the draft?"

The purple-clothed concubine said boldly: "Yes, I participated in the draft, but I was not selected. Who doesn't want to enter the palace and be the noble woman beside the emperor?"

Everyone burst out laughing.

The concubines kept talking, Qiao Lingyue listened quietly, and slowly walked up on her knees one step at a time.

Everyone in the capital knew that she, Qiao Lingyue, was going to participate in the talent show, but she knew in her heart that the only thing she wanted, every step of the way, was for him, Chu Ye.

It has nothing to do with the aloof palace.

If Chu Ye could respond to her in the slightest, she would not enter the palace as a concubine even if she risked her life.

At the foot of the mountain, Ning Huan and Zong Guohui were walking together, following the concubines.

The two of them helped each other up, and Xianglan followed slowly with the food box in hand.

She glanced at Zong Guohui, who was all dressed up, with disdain: Living in such a dilapidated house, she actually had the desire to go out and have fun like other rich ladies.

Zong Guohui looked around and said to Ning Huan: "Sister, I just saw the carriage of the Duke's Mansion parked below. Why didn't I see Brother Yu and my uncle and aunt?"

Ning Huan rolled his eyes in his heart and said calmly: "The concierge said that Brother Yu and the others left half an hour earlier than us, and they are probably already at the temple on the mountain by now."

Hearing this, Zong Guohui sped up and said, "Then we'd better walk faster, otherwise when we get to the top, Brother Yu and uncle and aunt may have to go down the mountain."

Ning Huan said calmly: "Why are you in a hurry? I didn't come here specifically to see you."

Zong Guohui rolled his eyes and said, "Then who did he come here specifically to see?"