Your Majesty Cheng Huan

Unexpectedly, the emperor really just went to have a look, and the order of the emperor was passed on. The good women all dressed up and knelt in the yard to welcome the emperor, but the emperor only took a look outside the courtyard wall, and then went to the palace again. I went back to the bedroom.Xiao Dezi looked eagerly, but he didn't even see a corner of the clothes of the good women.

After this night of torment, the emperor sent court painters early in the morning to paint portraits of the good women.Going to bed late and waking up early, in order to make the picture of themselves look better, all the good women tried their best to apply makeup and powder on their faces. It is estimated that Chu Xiuyuan will waste a lot of water when washing at night.

After noon, Emperor Jing summoned the court painter Lang Risheng in the Qingxin Hall. No one knew the content of the question, but when he went to court the next day, Emperor Jing asked people to bring many portraits to the Golden Hall, and let the adults choose wives or daughters-in-law.

The adults above the Golden Palace had different expressions, but in the end, no one dared to pick one of these women and bring them back to his residence.It's just because among them, most of them are the daughters of the adults in the Golden Palace or the families of officials from all over the place.This seemingly absurd move of the emperor made everyone sweat secretly.

In this way, it was not until the seventh day when the good women entered the palace that the emperor held a lotus feast in the palace under the pretext of appreciating the lotus. At the same time, Chu Xiuyuan specially issued an order to invite all good women to enjoy the flowers together.

Everyone knows that there are no concubines in the palace, and the only one who guards the emperor is the queen dowager from Kunhe palace, and what's more, it is the ladies who can talk in front of the queen mother.Therefore, everyone tried their best to stand out from the crowd of good women, and the Emperor Bo treated him differently, and made his concubine a concubine.

The Chuxiu Garden suddenly became deserted, and Li Chenghuan slept until the sun was high. When he opened his eyes, he found that another good woman in the same room, Wang Wuguo, was still dressing up, but...

Li Chenghuan sat up all of a sudden, and looked at Wang Wuguo who was thriving her eyebrows in the mirror—she raised her hand, and the tip of her eyebrows flew up, adding a bit of heroism to her that could not be ignored.

"you……"

Wang Wuguo didn't turn her head, but looked at him in the mirror, and said, "You're awake."

Seeing that he was still staring at her, Wang Wuguo smiled, put down the eyebrow pencil, turned around and walked around in front of him, and said, "How are you doing, isn't this dress nice?"

"This is men's clothing..."

Wang Wuguo was indeed wearing men's attire, a moon-white gown, with silk thread outlining the lush green bamboo, the green bamboo is firm and unobtrusive, it looks surprisingly good-looking on her.

"This is men's clothing." She stated it nonchalantly, then slowly walked over and sat on the side of the bed, and suddenly raised her hand to caress his cheek.Li Chenghuan resisted the urge to turn his face away, he knew that such intimacy was normal among women, and he shouldn't make a fuss about it.

She touched the faint scar on his face that couldn't be seen unless you looked carefully, and said: "If the Holy One loves beauty, then he will definitely like your face. It's just a pity, our Your Majesty can be regarded as a Mingjun, so this face is useless."

Li Chenghuan remained silent. She didn't know what she had misunderstood, so she smiled generously and said, "But don't worry, I'm just talking casually, there is no malice. In the entire Great Xia Kingdom, if you want to rely on your beauty or family background like you, There are many people who climb up the ladder, but I don’t belong to this group. To be honest, I don’t understand what’s so good about being an emperor’s woman. The emperor is not the first emperor, and the concubines in the harem can’t become the next queen mother. If we women want to strengthen ourselves, we must It’s true to have power in your hands.”

She showed a proud smile in front of her. Even after the two became life-and-death friends, when Li Chenghuan thought of her smile now, she still felt that she was born as a human being and ashamed to be a man.And perhaps it is this smile that has become a scar that will forever lie in his heart—the scar on his face can be removed, but the scar on his heart can never be erased.

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Don't worry, this girl must be an assist