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The next morning, when Jiuqing got up, his spirit had returned to his previous state, and he looked completely different. He ordered Zi Mo in a faint tone: "The day before yesterday, all the women who attended the concubine selection banquet in the capital city presented their portraits on the lonely desk, except for those who had already been designated by other princes."

Before Zi Mo could come back to his senses from yesterday's worries, he heard this order and was surprised: "What does Your Highness want their portraits to do?"

"I not only want their portraits, but also understand their personalities and preferences." Jiuqing let out a sigh of relief and smiled faintly, "Choose a concubine for King Yu."

ah?

Zi Mo's mouth twitched, and his eyes stared at her strangely: "Your Highness is serious? Don't King Yu want to get married?"

"If you don't think about it the day before yesterday, it doesn't mean you don't want it now." Jiu Qing said, "I want to choose the most suitable one for him."

Zi Mo glanced at her high school and whispered: "Your Highness thinks it's appropriate, but it doesn't mean that King Yu likes it, right?"

"He will like it." Jiuqing still smiled faintly, not thinking that this was a problem. "Even if he didn't like it at first, he would like it later."

When Zi Mo heard this, his brows couldn't help but be confused. He wanted to know why her highness was awakened by a nightmare yesterday and her pain was out of control. Today, she had not recovered from yesterday's worries, and her highness was already completely like a ok person? Is there still the mood to choose a concubine for King Yu?

This has recovered too quickly, right? She, a close slave, didn't even have a chance to comfort her.

She is still a little nervous, but her highness has already passed by the rain?

"Go and prepare." Jiuqing didn't say anything more and gave a light order.

Zi Mo had no choice but to respond respectfully: "Yes."

The three princes on Double Ninth Festival have basically decided to choose a concubine. After reporting to the emperor, the emperor expressed that they were very satisfied with their cooperation. King Chen did not even go to the banquet for the selection of concubines. The emperor didn't say anything, but was a little angry at the eighth prince's departure.

"I really have hard wings. I want to go to the world without even growing my hair? I overestimate myself."

"The hair is not growing all?" The queen listened and curled up the corners of her lips with a smile, "The eighth prince is two years older than Qing'er."

Jiu Qing has been dealing with the government affairs alone for more than a year. What’s wrong with the eighth prince going out to make a fortune?

The emperor choked and said angrily: "Can they compare with each other?"

cannot.

The queen sighed softly, let alone the eighth prince, even any other adult and capable prince cannot compare with Jiuqing, and there is no meaning to compare.

"But since the emperor said that he had not grown all his hair, he must think that he is too young and getting married too early, so it is better to go out and have some fun." The queen smiled faintly, "Young people are young and energetic, dare to take risks and fight. It's nothing wrong with going out to see the world. Anyway, they won't suffer any loss."

"What if I suffer a loss?" the emperor raised his eyebrows and asked, then he hummed, "It's nothing wrong with taking some loss. It helps to grow and can also polish his character."

The queen chuckled when she heard this: "The Emperor said very well."

So the matter was decided, and the emperor issued an order to choose the concubine's princes to communicate with their future father-in-law's house to get married. They prepared everything they should prepare and decided on their status. After Jiuqing ascended the throne and married, they could get the marriage done.

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