After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

In the study room of Prince Xiang's mansion, the elegant fragrance of books and the faint scent of sandalwood interweave and permeate the air. The moonlight outside the window is like water, falling on the window lattice. Prince Xiang stands alone in front of the window, with an upright posture, holding an ancient book in his hands.

"Your Highness, are you really not going to tell the Queen about this?" Jingyang's voice broke the silence, his brows furrowed, looking a little worried.

King Xiang tilted his head slightly, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he gently put down the book in his hand, and said lightly: "There is no need to tell her."

Jing Yang frowned, as if he was puzzled by the decision of the Prince of Xiang: "But how can the prince be sure that she will be elected?"

King Xiang turned around, facing Jing Yang, and said, "This girl is the daughter of Zhang Zhong, the Minister of War. Zhang Zhong has long been my man. With her status and my secret support, how can she not be selected?"

Jingyang pondered for a moment, still a little worried: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for saying so much, I think your move is too risky."

King Xiang waved his hand and interrupted Jing Yang's words: "Xiao Xuanchen would never have thought that Zhang Zhong had already secretly surrendered to me. He would never have thought that the daughter of the Minister of War was a chess piece that I carefully cultivated for many years and sent to him."

Upon hearing this, Jing Yang was silent for a moment, then asked, "But why don't you tell the Queen about this? If the Queen knew the prince's intention, wouldn't it be more beneficial?"

King Xiang shook his head and said, "The less she knows, the better it is for her. There are some things that don't need her to do, I can do them. I have been waiting for so many years, and this chess piece has finally come in handy."

"Is it really worth it for the Queen to go to this extent?"

"It's worth it, all of it is worth it." King Xiang said firmly.

"My subordinate understands."

A few days later, the draft day arrived as scheduled.

In the Baohua Palace, Zheng Xiyan was wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe embroidered with colorful phoenixes, as if she would flap her wings and fly high at any time. She wore a nine-dragon crown on her head, and the nine dragons were lifelike, hovering on the crown, showing her dignity and majesty. She sat on the phoenix throne, her eyes were like torches, scanning the concubines who were about to enter.

Led by the palace maids, rows of beautiful women filed in. They were dressed in colorful clothes, wearing pearls and jade on their heads, and they took every step carefully, fearing that something might go wrong in this solemn occasion.

"Your humble servant pays his respects to Her Majesty the Queen. May Her Majesty be blessed with good health and long life." The beautiful ladies greeted in unison, their voices clear and pleasant.

Zheng Xiyan nodded slightly, her voice gentle but dignified: "Everyone, get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The concubines answered in unison, then slowly stood up, but did not dare to look directly at Zheng Xiyan.

Zheng Xiyan's eyes swept over the concubines one by one. She couldn't help but feel deeply moved when she saw these beautiful women. They were at the age of flowers, full of youth and beauty, which was really enviable.

Among all the beauties, Zheng Xiyan's eyes were involuntarily attracted to the one in the middle. Her skin was whiter than snow, as delicate as jade, as if it could be blown away; her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and she was so beautiful that people couldn't help but love her. She was wearing a long brocade skirt, the skirt was light and elegant, like a fairy descending to the earth. The skirt was embroidered with delicate crabapple flowers, with layers of petals, colorful and lifelike.

Zheng Xiyan felt moved when she saw such a beauty.

Zheng Xiyan's eyes were as clear as autumn water, but with a hint of scrutiny. She gently raised her jade hand, her fingertips as graceful as orchids, pointed at her, and said slowly: "You, come forward and let me take a good look."

The woman was slightly startled, then she nodded slightly and walked forward with light steps. Her movements were graceful and calm, and every step seemed to be carefully calculated, which was both dignified and natural. Her posture was upright, like a pine tree in a mountain stream, both tough and soft. Not only was she beautiful, but her temperament was also extraordinary. She was truly a beauty in the world.

When she walked in front of Zheng Xiyan, she bowed deeply, her voice clear and tender: "Your servant Zhang Mengying pays respect to Her Majesty the Queen. May Her Majesty be blessed with good health."

Zheng Xiyan looked at her carefully, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, and then asked, "Zhang Mengying, is she the daughter of the Minister of War?"

Zhang Mengying replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, that's right."

While the two were talking, a loud announcement suddenly came from outside the palace: "Your Majesty has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiyan immediately stood up to greet him, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health."

The concubines followed closely behind him, bowing respectfully and saying, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health."

His Majesty Xiao Xuanchen walked slowly into the palace, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally fixed on Zheng Xiyan. He came in front of her and stretched out his hands to her. Zheng Xiyan placed her hands on his hands and was helped up by him, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then Xiao Xuanchen waved his hand and said, "Everyone, get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Inadvertently, Xiao Xuanchen noticed Zhang Mengying's beautiful face, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Zheng Xiyan saw this and smiled at Xiao Xuanchen, "Your Majesty, this is the daughter of the Minister of War. I think she is quite good. What do you think?"

Xiao Xuanchen nodded slightly, his eyes stayed on Zhang Mengying for a moment, and then he slowly said: "The Queen has always had a good eye, indeed."

"I understand." Zheng Xiyan nodded slightly, then said gently: "Stay!"

After hearing this, Zhang Mengying was so excited that she couldn't express it in words. She immediately knelt down and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Xiao Xuanchen looked at Zhang Mengying with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Get up!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhang Mengying stood up, her movements still graceful and calm, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes that was hard to conceal.

Xiao Xuanchen and Zheng Xiyan returned to their seats and sat down, and then the talent show continued. Wave after wave of beauties filed in, some of them were graceful, some were gentle, and some were talented, each with their own characteristics.

Zheng Xiyan looked at these concubines, but she felt a little dazzled. She looked at Xiao Xuanchen from time to time, noticing that his smile became brighter and brighter, and more and more concubines stayed. This reminded her of her previous life, when Xiao Xuanchen was middle-aged and more and more obsessed with women, with countless beauties in his harem.

Zheng Xiyan felt a little worried. She looked at Xiao Xuanchen's bright eyes and thought, "He is not yet middle-aged. Could it be that he has reached middle age early?"