Travel through Shen Meizhuang to open the system and walk sideways in the harem

"Yu Fujin, you were ill and your condition was critical, so you came here!"

A Jin had a good impression of Huanbi from the very beginning, but at that time Huanbi was only thinking about the prince, so he kept this concern to his heart.

At first, he liked Huanbi, but now Huanbi has become Yuyin, and even more so, his unattainable Yu Fujin.

"I'm awake. Let's go back to the palace. I haven't seen Yuan Che for these days, and I miss him a lot!" Yu Yin forced herself to get out of bed, with two little maids helping her.

But the maid was not strong enough and her foot slipped and she lost her grip, so Yu Yin stumbled and fell backwards.

Ah Jin has followed the prince for many years. Although his martial arts skills are not as good as those of Prince Guo, he is still outstanding among the younger generation.

He flew over and supported Yu Yin, "Fujin Yu, are you okay?"

The two of them were very close, and it was the first time that A Jin had such close contact with Yu Yin. His heart was beating wildly and his face turned red.

Yu Yin pushed Ah Jin away and said, "What are you doing? Can't you tell the difference between upper and lower? If the prince knew about this, he would definitely break your legs!"

Ah Jin quickly let go and apologized like a child who had done something wrong:

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Yu, I didn't mean it!"

The two were embarrassed. Yu Yin forced herself to leave the terrace and got on the carriage heading towards the palace.

Ah Jin was left standing there blankly, muttering to himself, "You love the prince deeply, and so do I."

Forbidden City, the throne room, the emperor

Sitting on the dragon throne, the civil and military officials below were arguing endlessly about who should be the queen.

Zhang Tingyu bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the late Empress has passed away, and the harem cannot be left without a master for a day. The Empresses of the Qing Dynasty were all from famous families. I hope Your Majesty can decide on the Empress as soon as possible to reassure the people."

Li Wei stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Zhang is right! Since ancient times, men have been responsible for the outside affairs and women have been responsible for the inside affairs. How can a family survive without a mistress? Your Majesty, please decide on the candidate for the queen as soon as possible, so that we, the ministers, don't have to worry about it!"

The emperor had a sullen face, but since the ministers he trusted also said so, he really had to take it seriously.

"Okay, let me think about this matter carefully. After all, you are the ones who will be buried with me in the future, so let me think about it carefully!"

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, the Minister of Rites Chang Shou bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has drawn up a list of women of marriageable age. They are from the eight major Manchu surnames: Niuhulu, Hesheli, Tonggiya, Majia, Guaerjia, Wula, Fucha, and Suozhuoluo. There are a total of 105 people. Your Majesty, please review them."

"The Ministry of Rites is quite fast in its work. In such a short time, they have sorted out the women of marriageable age from the eight major surnames. Thank you for your hard work! Su Peisheng, present the list so that I can go back and take a look at it!"

Everyone heard the hidden meaning in the emperor's words and was very displeased.

After the court session, the emperor paced back and forth in the Yangxin Palace. He couldn't help but go to the Suiyuxuan again.

"Where did your master go?" The emperor found that Shen Meimei was not there, and asked a little palace maid.

When the maid saw that it was the emperor, she knelt down and saluted:

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has gone to the Imperial Garden. She brought the Sixth Prince and Princess Lingxi with her!"

In the imperial garden, chrysanthemums were in full bloom. She remembered that Shen Meizhuang particularly liked chrysanthemums. "She would rather die with fragrance on the branches than be blown away by the north wind. Chrysanthemums are indeed dignified!"

"Mei'er, the weather is getting cold. Why don't you put on more clothes before going out? Jinxi, Caixing, Caiyue, you must serve your master more carefully in the future!" The emperor said anxiously when he saw that Shen Meimei was wearing too little.