Virtuous Ugly Empress

The palace maid raised the portraits of the Imperial Consort Candidate one by one. Five of them unfolded the portraits in front of the two empress dowager at the same time. Those who disgraced themselves at the lowest level naturally left the palace yesterday, and the portraits were not included. Empress Dowager Li and Empress Dowager Chen recalled the discussion they had yesterday about whether they should stay or not. Perhaps when they no longer had the chance to see the light of day, the owner of the portrait was still in the palace, but it no longer had anything to do with the last fifty people here.

The portrait that was left behind stood on another side, and the empress dowager had to consider it carefully.

"That's not good. Look like a fox." As the Empress Dowager Li spoke, she recorded everything down.

"Imperial Lower Consort Guo met Imperial Consort Candidate outside the Palace of Gentle Serenity?" Empress Dowager Li said as she looked at the reporting palace maid.

"Yes, we ran into each other outside the Palace of Tzu Ning. Imperial Lower Consort Guo's palanquin stopped for a while." The palace maid said.

"This Imperial Lower Consort Guo is too weird." Empress Dowager Li frowned and said.

"Don't you dare call her to scold you." Empress Dowager Chen saw her frown and said, "Now that the Imperial Consort Candidate has entered the palace, she pointed out how she managed to get the Emperor's heart into her own before the Imperial Consort Candidate has even accepted her as a pet. Now that she has come to the Tzu Ning Palace, the Emperor's legs are going to go to her own Yi Kun Palace. You came over from the harem yourself, you don't even know this much. " When the Former Emperor was still around, both the Empress Dowager Li and the Empress Dowager Chen were not holy people. It was natural for them to have seen a lot of things just to watch the actions of their concubines while coldly watching them.

"Naturally, the empress will be in charge of her in the future." Empress Dowager Chen said, but she said to Palace Manager, "Let that Imperial Consort Candidate stay behind." She was talking about the fox like Imperial Consort Candidate.

"This time, the most good-looking person in the Imperial Consort Candidate is that Wang Zhixi. She is truly a beauty of heaven, I feel pity for her when I look at her. " Empress Dowager Chen talked about other things.

"It is indeed extraordinary." Empress Dowager Li continued to talk about Imperial Consort Candidate after getting lucky, "Liu Mulan is also not bad, she's cute, charming and beautiful, her spirit is also full. It's good luck to have a female heir like her."

"It's good for This Dowager to see the Imperial Consort Candidate." Empress Dowager Chen said, "Send these portraits to the Qianqing Palace for His Majesty to look over."

"All of them look good." Empress Dowager Li said. It's just that we have to look at each other repeatedly before we know what our aptitude is. "

"Your Majesty, the Queen of Imperial Lower Consort Guo has sent a cup of soup over." Feng Shang came forward with a sweet soup and said in a flattering tone.

"Leave it here." Zhu Yijun sat cross legged on the brick bed and read the memorial but did not raise his head. Feng Shang thought about the money that the had stuffed into his sleeve and laughed. "I heard that the Empress made this sweet soup herself, using only one meter and one bean to make it."

"She still has that intention." Zhu Yijun asked curiously. Bring it up for a taste. "

"Your Majesty, the imperial concubine is waiting outside." Zhang Cheng passed on the message, "The Esteemed Empress Dowager has sent you a portrait of the Imperial Consort Candidate for your majesty to see."

"Really? Xuan, come in and take a look." Zhu Yijun said. Feng Shang thought to himself, what bad luck, why did he have to come here to send a portrait at this time, looks like His Majesty won't be going to the Yi Kun Palace today. Feng Shang moved to the side and stopped talking about the Imperial Lower Consort Guo Empress' sweet soup, he only peeked at the's expression. The Emperor was most interested in secretly selling them in Chuxiu Palace, but the rest could be sold off in Yi Kun Palace.

Zhu Yijun quickly went through the portraits, and even those that were pretty nodded, Zhang Cheng knew what he was thinking.

"What is this painting?" Zhu Yijun almost choked on his sweet soup. In the portrait, the oval face of Wang Rong and her face had become a moon-shaped face with two thick eyebrows. It was hard to say if they were ugly, but they were also completely devoid of interest.

Zhang Cheng looked down and said in embarrassment, "The painter in this palace was truly lucky. I wonder which painting was it like, and which wasn't."

I can't say for sure, but I can see that the other girls all have eyebrows and eyes, so maybe this Imperial Consort Candidate would look like that. The Feng Shang said that she was just a conditioned reflex of Zhang Cheng's, so no matter what, he would say a few words, "To be able to get into the palace like this, I wonder what the selected eunuchs are doing." Feng Shang heard that the eunuchs who were chosen were very tactful.

Zhang Cheng looked at this fool in sympathy. This lady was chosen by the Emperor, listen to his tone, what is this painting? It's not that this person looks like this, it's obvious that the Emperor has seen this lady before. Zhang Cheng said in his heart, do not panic, good days are in the future, you can only follow the emperor, and the chief eunuch will not escape.

Zhu Yijun waved his hand and rolled up the portrait. Forget it, this ugly is quite unique. "

"Hmmm Hmmm, your majesty is really going too far." Wang Rong and Yang Jingru were playing Go when Wang Zhixi suddenly ran in and sat beside Wang Rong. Not long later, her eyes and nose were red, and after another glance, tears were streaming down her face, as she said sorrowfully.

"What did His Majesty say?" Wang Rong did not understand. "No, what did His Majesty say? Why are you crying here?" Stop crying, you don't look like it. "

The palace maid that followed Wang Zhixi in was called Fangruo. From the very beginning, she served Wang Zhixi and did her best. It was as if the other Imperial Consort Candidate s in the hall didn't exist. At this moment, she tactfully and tactfully spoke out the words that Wang Zhixi was unable to say, "Earlier, Eunuch Feng, who was by the side of His Majesty, came over to say that His Majesty had said … Your Majesty said …"

"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you stuttering?" Yang Jingru said with a smile that was not a smile, "If you didn't say so, you master and your servant would have been able to come all the way from the front hall."

Wang Zhixi blushed slightly, "I am just feeling sorry for sister."

Fangruo said, "Your majesty said that this girl is extremely ugly." Normally speaking, she would respect Wang Rong more because she was Wang Zhixi's own sister, but judging from Wang Zhixi's actions, she knew that her own sister was a person who maintained her respect on the surface.

"Fangruo." Wang Zhixi bellowed, she looked at Wang Rong He and said, "Perhaps the painter is not good enough, causing big sister to look bad. Your Majesty will know when he sees you. "

"That's good. I want to go home too. " Wang Rong He smiled as he heard this.

"It's just a joke, why would I go home?" Wang Zhixi said. Sister, don't be angry. It's already in the palace. Elder sister said that she wanted to go home, and was told by someone that it would be a great disgrace if elder sister didn't want to stay in the palace. So it's a bad thing. "

"Isn't someone with ulterior motives right in front of him?" Yang Jingru laughed.

"Elder sister really doesn't care at all?" Wang Zhixi asked. Wang Rong didn't show the slightest embarrassment on her face. How could this woman not care about her appearance? Especially when it came to the evaluation of the man who would become her husband. If it was her that His Majesty said was ugly, she would have had the heart to jump in the well. There was a Imperial Consort Candidate in the main hall of the front hall. She was born heaven's feet, and now that she had been pressured by others, she had no choice but to do palace maid's work. She only hoped that it would be easier for him to get by, and he would occasionally bump into her crying in the corner, and hit her own feet.

Wang Zhixi did not go along to bully her, but when others asked, they would just say that my sister had never been to her feet either. Seeing her so pitiful, I also felt sorry for her. "They are all Imperial Consort Candidate s of the same hall. If the title is not given, then who is more noble than you? Now that you are showing off your might, how would you know that there is no one watching you from behind?"

"I know very well what I look like. I don't need to hear it from others." Wang Rong and Yu Yu also dropped the pieces, indicating for Yang Jingru to leave.

Wang Zhixi was bored and left in embarrassment. When she returned to the front hall, other people saw her reddened face and asked what was wrong, she said reluctantly, "If there's nothing wrong, I'll just cry for my sister."

"You are a very kind person. Even if your majesty praises you for being beautiful, you still won't be happy. You are only worried about your sister being called ugly by your majesty." The Imperial Consort Candidate said, "But you are all half-brethren, how can there be such a huge gap? Wouldn't that mean that your mother's beauty surpasses her mother's countless times? "

Wang Zhixi's heart skipped a beat, but she replied in a serious tone, "My body is covered with skin, and my parents do not dare to harm me. The appearance given by the parents is also the beginning of filial piety. "

Ever since she was young, she knew that she had always been behaving well in front of her father, establishing her prestige in front of her servants, and that her words to her little companions caused everyone to misunderstand Wang Rong He. Even her reputation of Wang Rong and Wu Yan was being spread privately, this was nothing. She had fought with Wang Rong too many times, so she already knew that Wang Rong wouldn't easily argue with her over such small matters. There were some things that Wang Rong didn't consider an offense, but when it came to her mother, that was her bottom line.

The Zhang clan did not leave behind any portraits of themselves. After their mother took control of the clan, a group of servants came over, but no one could remember the appearance of the clan anymore.

In order to please her, the young woman had said the same thing. They were all born from the same father, the second young lady was as beautiful as a fairy, and the older girl was far inferior to her. It could be seen that Zhang Shi's appearance and his wife's appearance were like heaven and earth.

She was naturally happy to hear this because both she and her mother thought the same. He didn't expect that these words would reach Wang Rong He's ears, that he would always be talking and laughing, like someone who didn't care, and would directly order his relatives to tie him up and kick him out. In his name, he was criticizing his mistress, and of course his relatives also had some strength to fight him.

There was a scuffle in her little yard.

She trembled in her nurse's embrace as she looked over her nurse's shoulder. Wang Rong raised her eyebrows and said to her relatives. I know that you signed the agreement on your own in order to gain my mother's trust. "Since you have signed the indenture contract, you will be a servant of the Wang family. If I want to sell you, it will just be a matter of words."

After that, she saw her originally high-spirited relatives spread out on the ground, kowtowing to her sister with tears flowing down, "Big girl, please spare my life, I, Zhu Pi, was foolish enough to speak, my mouth was broken, I should have hit you, big girl should have taught me a lesson, I don't dare to hide, I don't dare to hide anymore."

"Since I am standing here, my mother, even if she is already dead, is also the matriarch of this mansion." At that time, Wang Rong He was also only eleven years old, and his stature hadn't grown much. The servants who were taller than her already didn't dare to look at her as they said, "If there's a next time when I talk about my mistress, I won't be so merciful."

Wang Zhixi remembered that at that time, she was still burning with fear. The wet nurse held her up all night but refused to call a doctor, "Good girl, you can only bear with it, but it's all because of that mouth. "The old master has been very angry, and the old lady is kneeling down in the ancestral hall. Good girl, you must take pity on your mother, and bear with it."

From then on, Wang Zhixi understood that other than a set of skin, there was a huge difference between her and Wang Rong. So she learned a lot of talent, filial piety and beautiful name together, so her name Ming Zhu won more and more, Wang Rong and the name of the dusty.

She couldn't help but compare herself with Wang Rong every time. If she held the upper hand, she would feel extremely satisfied. However, when she thought about how Wang Rong didn't care about comparing with her, this satisfaction changed.