A generation of enchantresses bewitched the harem

Chapter 217 The First Selection of Marquis 4
She suddenly changed her mind, as if remembering something, and said, "I talked to Zizhe, and according to him, today is a must for you."

The thick blood in my chest is getting worse and worse, I still have a flowery smile on my face, and I don't let Fu Minmin see anything at all.This is a conspiracy between the emperor and her. The bet has not really started yet, so how can I lose easily?

"Sister, I actually doubt your love for Zizhe." I looked at Fu Minmin with a more concerned expression than her: "If not, why did you change so quickly?"

Her complexion changed slightly, and she continued: "I'm not as persistent as him. I know that the other party doesn't like it, but I insist on pestering him like that."

I chuckled: "It's best to be like this." After a pause, I saw that the queen mother and the emperor had already looked at us with a little doubt, and I said: "Sister, accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger. If you think of others accompanying you, I'm afraid...it will lead to death."

Fu Minmin trembled, continued to laugh quietly, and stepped aside.

"Second Miss Xue Mansion, see you Xue Niannian!" Xiao Dezi's voice sounded at the right time, I suppressed my emotions, and went out to salute respectfully: "My servant bows to the Empress Dowager, I wish the Empress Dowager good luck and prosperity!"

The queen mother ordered me to get up, and said with a smile: "Niannian has become more and more obedient after these days of training, Emperor, she and Minmin are good sisters, you can't favor one over the other!"

I was secretly happy in my heart, although my status may not reach the beauty, but it is possible to be above Wang Shu.

Others are afraid of secret fights, but what I am afraid of is open fights. I need to maintain my image at all times. As for secret fights, I believe that few people are my opponents.

"Since the queen mother has said so, the minister should think about it carefully." The emperor dragged his cheeks in meditation, and I immediately sensed the taste of conspiracy. His tone was light: "What kind of position is suitable for you?"

"Wait a minute!" Zizhe's voice suddenly appeared at the entrance of the main hall, and I turned around a little, only to see that he had come here today in grand costume.

(End of this chapter)