"It's concise, I don't have time to read nonsense. If I can't sort out the items, I'll retire and return home and go back to do physical work."

After saying that, he handed the memorial in his hand to Pei Xiansheng who was serving him and asked him to hold it away. He walked forward a few steps and went straight to the imperial chase, "I am tired, I have been busy all morning, so you can go back and rest."

When Jiang Wanyun raised her eyes when she heard this, she had only time to catch a dark figure entering the imperial chasing. Then, a group of palace maids and eunuchs surrounded the carriage and left far away.

But just this glance, the figure was deeply imprinted into my mind and could not be removed.

The Kowloon Golden Crown is tied to the top of his hair, and half of the smooth and ink-like hair are tied up. A few ink hair on his temples are scattered, and together with the loose hair, it makes his skin look whiter as snowy.

From her perspective, I could only see his little face. He flew into his eyebrows, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, his straight nose bridge, and his rose-colored thin lips. His slender and elegant neck slightly lowered, and he entered the imperial chasing and was blocked by the bright yellow gauze tent.

Like her, she noticed that Gu Jinyuan's face had many concubines, almost every one, and she couldn't help but feel a little joy in her eyes.

It is not necessarily because of love at first sight, but more because this is a man they have to revolve around for the rest of their lives. The focus of this life is him. If he can look so beautiful, they will naturally be happy in their hearts.

When the emperor drove him away, the people who had gathered in the square to welcome the emperor also dispersed in groups.

Jiang Wanyun lived in a detached manner. When she went back, she didn't go with anyone. She led the two palace maids who were serving her and went to Jinse's residence.

Although no one walked with him, Chu Ying bent her eyes and kept mumbling her mind along the way.

It was probably the first time I saw the saint. The girl who was already lively looked particularly excited.

"In the past, when I heard the old men in the palace talk about His Majesty, everyone was shocked and thought they had exaggerated. Now it seems that they were low-key in their descriptions." Chu Ying followed Jiang Wanyun and said with a smile, "My Lord, Your Majesty is not only powerful, but also beautiful, you will be blessed in the future!"

When Jiang Wanyun heard this, she couldn't help feeling helpless. The emperor is good, but for the palace concubines, it is indeed a good thing, but the harem of 3,000 beauties, she may not be the one who is lucky.

How many women don’t even have the chance to say a word to them, they can only wait for each other day and night, and grow old alone in the deep palace...

Furthermore, getting the holy favor is not necessarily a good thing. If the royal family has many right and wrong, it will inevitably attract public anger.

There are too many unjust souls in the deep palace. She doesn't want to be one of them, but just wants to live in a corner and spend the rest of her life in peace. In this way, it will be good for her and at home.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanyun turned her head and smiled helplessly at the people around her, "Chuying, how can this blessing be mine, in the palace..."

"There are three thousand beauties in the palace, and the swallows are thin and fat. What kind of beauty is there? You are really not your turn." Before Jiang Wanyun finished speaking, she was interrupted by a female voice.

The woman's voice was crisp, but the words she said were sarcastic, making people feel uncomfortable when they heard it.

"Fang Xuanshi?" Jiang Wanyun looked at the sound and saw Fang Lanjiao coming from another path at a glance.

The other party mocked her first, so she was not polite when she replied, "When will it be your turn to choose the servant?"
Chapter completed!