Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

"What are you going to do about next year's draft?"

At this time Chuchu was worried about Hongying again. There was no harem fighting in the past few years because there was no one competing with Hongying. But once the talent show starts next year, the harem will probably be full of flowers and all will compete with each other for beauty. Chuchu didn't believe that pig's hoof could control itself, and then the one who would get hurt would be her good sister.

Chuchu has seen through Zhou Pinqing's little tricks in the past few days. She is afraid that she will also try to bump her head in front of the emperor. However, Chuchu does not think that she will become Hongying's opponent. Chuchu also believes that the emperor looks down on her.

But what about the others? Even if they were good sisters, Chuchu couldn't say Hongying was the best against her conscience. There were many excellent women in the world, not to mention those girls who were spoiled since childhood and were only intended to be stuffed into the palace.

As for herself, Chuchu was not worried. Based on her understanding of her father and mother, they would definitely not be willing to send her to the palace.

No matter what, Brother Jue would help stop her from entering the palace. Brother Jue had known for a long time that she hated the palace. He had heard her nag countless times that it was a cage. She believed that she and Brother Jue shared the same opinion on this point.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. I've also thought it through. Even if I marry someone outside, who can guarantee that my husband doesn't have a few concubines? Even the emperor and the empress dowager have to weigh the pros and cons. But don't worry, Chuchu, who dares to act like a demon in front of me? I'm not a pushover."

Chuchu knew that it was useless for her to be anxious about these things. Since Hongying had reached this position, she had to bear what she should bear. She could not avoid it. Rights and obligations coexisted.

Compared with the tactics in the court, the disputes in the harem will not be peaceful. I hope Hongying can live in peace and happiness for the rest of her life. It would be best if she can give birth to two or three princes in the next few years, so that she can be stable in the harem and no one can shake her position.

"The Emperor has arrived."

As they were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of a eunuch's tongs. Everyone hurried to the aisle leading to the garden. Even Hongying did not dare to be negligent and pulled Chuchu along and left.

The emperor didn't see anyone, and Chuchu also knelt down beside Hongying who was bowing.

They also shouted: "Long live the emperor!"

Until I heard one sentence: "Everyone, please stand up."

Chuchu was pulled by Hongying again before she stood up.

Looking up, they saw the emperor, who was only seven or eight feet away from them, wearing a bright yellow robe. He was indeed young and handsome. Compared with previous years, he was still handsome and had completely gotten rid of the immaturity and naivety he had when he went to Xiangzhou County. He now had the majesty that a king should have. At this time, there was not even a trace of a smile on his face.

Without waiting for everyone to stand up, the emperor walked straight towards the pavilion. Without speaking to them, he walked directly towards the empress dowager.

When he walked in front of Chuchu, Chuchu couldn't help but lower her head slightly and no longer looked directly at him.

When the emperor walked in front of Hongying, he actually knew to stop and stretched out his right arm. Hongying was excited and didn't seem surprised. She naturally put her hand over and gently placed it on the emperor's arm. It was noticeable that Hongying's smile was a happy one, and there was really no trace of reluctance.

But Chu Chu's heart suddenly felt empty when her good sister was taken away like this. She couldn't help but stamp her feet and cursed in a voice that only she could hear: "You value women over friendship."

"It wouldn't be good if the Emperor and the Empress Dowager saw this little expression." The voice next to her startled Chu Chu. She pretended to shrink back, as if she was caught as a thief.

She knew it was no one else. Looking at Brother Jue who had already walked in front of her, she muttered softly, "It was him."

Jiao Zhongjue smiled at her dotingly, then hooked his finger and ordered, "Hurry up and follow."

Jiao Zhongjue was wearing a dark-colored thin cotton robe today, with a thick dark purple jacket on the outside. From behind, he looked very tall and straight, with a hint of royal nobility, which actually made Chu Chu think he was quite handsome.

When they walked into the pavilion, Juanjuan and the maids had already stood up and respectfully stood behind the Empress Dowager or further away, making all the seats available.

Everyone lowered their heads with their hands down, except Zhou Pinqing, who stood behind the Empress Dowager and faced the Empress and the Emperor, acting like a little woman, as if she didn't dare to look at them. However, her little face was slightly raised, and she faced the Emperor like a weak and innocent girl, which made Chu Chu very angry and she wanted to grab her and beat her up.

"If you dare to act like a demon, Hongying can crush you to death." Chuchu muttered softly. Unexpectedly, she felt pain in the palm of her hand. She was being taught a lesson by Brother Jue again.

Chu Chu glared resentfully at her brother Jue who was also glaring at her and warning her, not convinced at all.

The struggle in the two men's eyes happened to be seen by the Queen Mother opposite. The Queen Mother could not help but smile slightly, with a look of understanding.

"Hurry up and bring a stool for Prince Jue, my son. I remember Prince Jue is already seventeen years old. You must remember to grant him a marriage during the selection next year."

How could Jiao Zhongjue hear such words? He hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "I dare not let the emperor worry about it. I am not in a hurry."

The Empress Dowager looked at Chuchu and then at him, a kind smile on her face, and replied: "If you are not anxious, the clan house will be anxious for you. Since you have no parents to decide, I am afraid you will be scolded if the emperor and I do not grant you the marriage."

Jiao Zhongjue hurried forward to thank the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, but still insisted, "My nephew wants to wait a few more years."

Then he sat on the stool next to the emperor.

The Empress Dowager asked the girls to go up and pay their respects to the Emperor, as if there was some purpose behind this. Chuchu was respectful but did not raise her head to look at the Emperor.

But at this moment Chuchu suddenly felt a little uneasy, not because of herself, but because she suddenly realized: Brother Jue has grown up and is going to get married, and he may be forced to marry.

She was worried. Would Brother Jue still be her Brother Jue in the future? Thinking that there would be another girl accompanying Brother Jue and becoming his princess soon, she felt uncomfortable for no reason. She even felt a little sad. Her originally calm heart suddenly became anxious.

Although several maids were standing by, they all followed Aunt Ning's instructions. Now that the person who was supposed to do the job had sat down, they naturally hurried forward to serve.

It was nothing more than serving tea and water, things that I was used to doing at home. It wouldn't be difficult if no one found it fussy. But after all, this was in the palace, and I was facing the most precious person in the palace, so naturally I was a little timid.

So I was a little cautious in doing things, for fear of making mistakes and not daring to make any noise.