Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1317: Do You Want Her To Change

"What are you thinking?" Liu Zhixia couldn't help asking when he felt a loneliness suddenly overflowing from the teenager.

"Uncle Xia, do you say that a person like Xun will be a good person?"

Liu Zhixia froze and did not answer immediately.

"Even a clever person like Uncle Xia, and I don't know how to answer?" The teenager's voice was faint and a little hesitant, "You don't believe that He will be a good person, too, and He won't believe it."

He has a harem with countless beauties, charming and charming.

But after so many years down to now, he still can't remember the appearance of those concubines, and they can't distinguish who they are.

"I don't believe it, I don't know." For a long time, Liu Zhixia lightly said, "It's not just the emperor. Before anyone met that person, no one knew if he would be a beloved one day in the future. For example You know, Uncle Qiu, he did n’t think about getting married before, and the blind date arranged by the family avoided countless times, but he later met Mu Qiu and had his little white lotus. And me, I actually did n’t think about myself before the founding of the industry They will be married so early that they will be planted in the hands of your aunt Fu. This one is enough for the rest of my life. "

Thinking of Fu Yuzheng's acquaintance, love, and love, every bit of the two of them emerged in his mind, Liu Zhixia's expression became unconsciously softened, showing warmth.

Feng Moyu's gaze paused on the man's face for a while, then retracted.

Zhixia Xia may be right, but in his life, he will not show that expression to any woman.

After all, people are different.

He has the power to know that Uncle Xia doesn't have the freedom he doesn't have.

The draft venue is set in the Taihe Hall. Everything is properly arranged inside. The show girls are waiting outside the hall to be summoned.

"The emperor is driving—"

The **** sang a newspaper, and the waiting show girls immediately bowed down to salute and shouted long live.

Stepping on the red velvet blanket, he stepped into the hall step by step. The young emperor was dressed in a yellow dragon robe with handsome features and sharp edges and corners, but his dark eyes were deep and indifferent.

The power of the emperor is not to be taken for granted.

"Flat body." A faint sentence, floating lightly above the hall, fell into the ears of everyone, and took the slightest ripples of heart.

The emperor was seated in the main hall of the hall. As the operator of the draft, Liu Zhixia nodded outside the hall, passed a signal, and the draft officially began.

The girls dressed in the same color red and red palace dress and dressed in the same dress, dialed into the temple one by one, and left one after another.

Feng Moyu leaned back against the chair, looked at it lightly, and looked blank.

They all say that the big waves are washing the sand, and the last thing is gold.

Uncle Xia scoured him for sand, leaving all sand and gravel, which was really difficult to choose for him so carefully.

Between the gaps, Liu Zhixia sensed the dim light in the teenager's eyes and returned a note to him.

This draft made him infamous. Who is he for?

The emperor turned his head silently, knowing that Uncle Xia was really hard, and he would have to make good compensation in the future.

"The emperor, this is the tenth dial, and every one of the ten people, no one remains." Looking at the show girl who was all taken away from the hall again, Liu Zhixia rubbed her eyebrows and lowered her voice. To the extent that you can hear, "There are still half, a hundred people, and if you are unhappy, you have to leave ten!"

Feng Mo's eyes moved, fluttering.

Uncle Zhi Xia was annoyed, so the elegant person, the grand court and the public all broke out with two words gritted teeth. If there were not many people around, it is estimated that he would be fortunate to hear Uncle Xia scolding the three-character sutra.

"Hear not!" Liu Zhixia's head was about to explode.

"I want to pick too, but you give me a pearl." The boy bit his lip and his voice floated. He snorted. "Standing below, the height is different, the fat is the same, which one do you pick?"

The minimum requirement is that he recognizes it without pearls. You can't even have a stone bead that looks pleasing to the eye, right?

He couldn't even get over this barrier, how could he explain to the ministers? How to pick?

He doesn't understand, come to personally teach?

Liu Zhixia, "..." He is now sure that the portraits he handed to the emperor, the emperor never finished reading.

Just now, there were a few beautiful women who had slipped, and there were green leaves against the flowers that were also lovely. How can I choose?

Will not directly point soldiers!

Taking a deep breath, Liu Zhixia took a deep breath.

He rarely made a mistake when he was impatient, just a mistake.

"carry on."

Outside the hall, the **** sings the newspaper again to call the show girl.

After being bitten by a certain uncle, Feng Moyu finally showed a little attitude. When Xiu Nu entered the temple, she looked more seriously than before.

Several times during the period, he stroked his face and twisted his face, and finally nodded a bit in midair. "She, her, stay."

The little **** next to him immediately wrote down the name of the person, leaving the name tag, and breathed a sigh of relief.

I almost thought I was just making furnishings.

"Do you know who you chose?" Liu Zhixia was tired.

"I knew it when I was sleeping, and they would report to the family." Feng Moyu didn't care, he didn't need to remember this. '. "

"Remember it."

Feng Mo's mouth turned upside down, and in another person who dialed into the temple, he flipped over a sign.

Name on the card, Yuan Yunqiao.

Yuan Yunqiao was one of the three people selected for this selection.

Compared with the other two happy, Yuan Yunqiao looked slightly pale, boldly looked up at the temple, the man stood next to the emperor, Sipin government, wearing an official hat, clean and elegant, restrained all around Calm and calm, the temperament and momentum are not inferior to Tianzi.

And he just wrote his list with his head down, and when he heard the **** remember her name, he did not look up at her.

As if she was just a stranger she didn't know.

"Leaving the hall--" the **** sang newspaper, leaving with the show girl.

As he turned around, someone red-eyed.

This is the last call.

After the person left, the indifference on Feng Moyu's face was also removed. The man leaned on the back of the chair with one hand on his jaw, holding Liu Zhixia with a smile. "I saw that unwilling little eye. The charm is greater than that, and you are not convinced. On the age, you are not young; on the appearance, you are not handsome; on the value of force, there is no comparability, and you have no power to bind chickens. On wealth Power ... Well, I won't hit you anymore, you know, uncle Xia, what do you think of her?

"Did you change what she looked down on?"

"That is impossible." Feng Moyu immediately refused.

"Never change, ask what to do? No amount of merit can not build your confidence. Besides, people have already left, that is, the consort of your harem, do you care if you like it?"

Feng Mozhu's mouth angled up, and her eyebrow daughter-in-law was evil charm.

"Don't be poor." Liu Zhixia was angry and funny. "You didn't finish the portrait I gave you at first. You were at least a glimpse of the real person. There are not many beautiful people, and not many.

Feng Mo chuckled, and got up and left the hall. "The harem is the most beautiful thing."

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