Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 1150 Is the emperor choosing the concubine or Concubine Rong choosing the concubine?

These words reminded Jun Linjiu.

He thought of what the queen said two days ago.

The stupid thing took medicine and refused to sleep, and now he is pushed outside...

He thought what the queen said was right.

He should give the stupid thing some sense of crisis.

Looking at Rong Yan who was still hesitating, Jun Linjiu strengthened his mind.

He let go of Rong Yan's hand, and said expressionlessly: "The weather is good today, and I'm in a good mood. It's a good day to choose a concubine. Sure."

Good mood?
Everyone saw that the emperor's face was gloomy, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

The ministers did not dare to speak too much, for fear of offending the emperor.

Rong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little strange.

She was a little surprised by the tyrant's consent to choose a concubine, but felt that it was expected.

"I see that my concubine is very good at judging people, so I will let my concubine check for me." Jun Linjiu looked at Rong Yan: "Concubine love?"

"Okay, the concubine will definitely live up to the emperor's entrustment." Rong Yan smiled lightly, and she pointed to a few people: "What does the emperor think of the girl in the white skirt in the first row?"

"Concubine Ai thinks it's fine."

"What do you think of the blue-coated emperor?"

"Concubine Ai thinks it's fine."

Everyone was puzzled: Is it the emperor who is choosing the concubine or the concubine Rong?

So, the next picture became.

No matter which one Rong Yan points at, the tyrant agrees.

Finally, ten concubines were selected.

Some people are happy and some are worried.

The chosen one bowed down to the emperor with joy.

Those who were not selected looked sad.

Rong Yan looked at the plump and thin boudoir girls in the audience, picked up a grape and bit it lightly, his eyes covered a trace of emotion.

Suddenly there was a pain in my hand.

Jun Linjiu held her little hand again, and stared at her with dark phoenix eyes.

He wanted to know whether she was acting out of anger or for real in choosing her concubine.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

He should ask her carefully!
But Rong Yan raised his eyelids and smiled lightly: "Yes, my concubine congratulates the emperor for his new beauty."

Jun Linjiu didn't want to listen to her: "Follow me back to the palace."

He pulled her up.

Rong Yan stood still, "The concubine will go back with Chen Cairen later, and the concubine will not disturb the emperor's getting along with all the beauties."

Jun Lin's nine eyes locked deeply on the bright smile on her small face, and immediately shook off her hand with a cold face, and strode away from the table.

He directly left the arena in a dragon chariot.

Everyone knelt down and respectfully sent the emperor away.

As soon as the emperor left, the courtiers stepped forward one after another to bow and bow to thank Rongyan.

"The last time the emperor chose a concubine was a year and a half ago. The ministers tried their best to get the emperor to choose a concubine, but the emperor repeatedly refused. The success of today's concubine selection is thanks to Concubine Rong!"

"Concubine Rong, you are our lucky star!"

Although the draft is usually held every three years, their majesty is 25 this year and has no offspring yet, which naturally makes everyone anxious.

Everyone can't wait for the emperor to choose concubines once a month, stay overnight in the harem every day, and give birth to a few little princes as soon as possible.

The courtiers immediately regarded Rong Yan as their savior.

Rong Yan pursed her lips lightly, but did not speak.

The queen at the side showed a gentle smile when she saw her, helped Qiu'er up and said, "I'm feeling unwell, so I'm going back first, and sister Concubine Lao Rong will take care of the rest."

The queen followed the emperor and left.

Xiaopang knew that Rong Yan was in a bad mood, so he tugged on her sleeve and asked, "Miss, shall we go back?"

"Concubine Rong, you can't leave!" Lu Jingwan rushed up from the audience, holding Rong Yan's arm tightly, for fear that she would run away: "The emperor lent you to me for half an hour, from now on you are mine!"

(End of this chapter)