Emperor Jue: Who is the world, who is the concubine

Chapter 112 The Banquet of Concubine Selection 5
After hearing what he said, I seemed to understand his purpose again.

Maybe those young ladies who will come out have already been selected by him, and the reason why he asked his brothers to choose concubines is just to restrain them.

What I thought of, maybe those few princes also thought of it, but facing him like this, they didn't even have the room to refuse, they could only follow his pace.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance sideways at him.

This man with a deceptive smile is really not simple.

Such a person might be a good emperor.

The reason why the first emperor Di Potian was passed on to him may be because he had already seen a side of Di Shijue that was unknown at the time.

Just as my thoughts were racing, I felt someone tugging on my sleeve, so I quickly restrained my wandering thoughts.

Those official daughters have already come out, but Di Shijue asked me which ones I have a better initial impression of.

His action was naturally seen by those people below, and I could even feel that those eyes were all on me.

Those people must have many doubts about my appearance.

I raised my eyes to look at the daughters standing in the center of the hall, but saw that some of them cast complex eyes on me, seeming to be puzzled, jealous, and disdainful.

I suddenly understood that Di Shijue at this time was no longer the emperor who tried his best to make people ignore his own existence, but a man with enough charm and status, those things attracted the hearts of those girls .

Yes, he who has practiced Huanming Confusion Kungfu really has that kind of charm that seduces people invisible.

This kind of temperament, coupled with that perfect face that seems to have no characteristics, is the real him.

The women who can stand here must have outstanding looks, so I can't say who is better than the other, so I said to Di Shi indifferently: "They are all good. If you like the emperor, it is not too much to include them all in the harem."

His charming eyes glanced at me lightly, "Wanwan, have you tasted it yet?"

"No, I'm speaking from the heart." The eyes of those people made me feel very uncomfortable, but the people beside me deliberately wanted them to notice my existence.

Does he want me to be the target of public criticism?
(End of this chapter)