Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

Wen Sanniang is a sensible person, pulling Qu Jinying out of the Flower Hall, looking for a quiet place, and worrying: "What if I really want to enter the palace?"

Recently, news broke from Wenyuan Pavilion that it was the faint king who wanted to draft women, which scared the civil and military officials very much, and all those who had daughters were scrambling to find matchmakers.

As a result, the marriage rate has been rising this month, reaching the peak since the founding of the country.

On the most day, the capital will marry ten ladies.

There are only a limited number of family partners, and they have all become highly sought-after products. Those who can't get them choose potential stocks from the Imperial College.

Qu Ao was naturally anxious too, and came to join them.

Wen Sanniang rushed to the doctor for her illness: "Ying'er should be married at her age. There are many sons who like her. There are many matchmakers who have come to our door in the past few days. Let's pick the best one."

Qu Ao excitedly said, "The son of the Shangshu Family in the Household Department is very good."

"Father, my daughter doesn't like him." Qu Jinying frowned.

"Stupid boy, feelings can be cultivated slowly, otherwise the life of entering the palace is over!"

Wen Sanniang suddenly realized, and asked, "Do you like the ten thousand son who saved you last night?"

Qu Ao's old eyes lit up: "Which one is it?"

Wen Sanniang shook her head to show that she didn't know: "The appearance is quite handsome, but also elegant and elegant. I think it is not an ordinary portal. She also said that she is an old acquaintance with Yinger."

Qu Ao's hands on his hips, his burly figure is even more burly: "I have never heard of a high door family with the surname Wan... Don't worry, it's important to get married. If you like your father, Yinger will catch him immediately. I will marry you."

Qu Jinying's forehead blue tendons jumped suddenly.

"Daddy misunderstood, I hate her."

Wen Wanwan didn't know when she followed, and she was jealous and angry looking at her not far away.

Why!

She is also the daughter of the Qu family, she is a prostitute, she is a concubine, she is favored by the emperor, but she can only be a sparrow in others' mouths.

Even daddy is partial to her.

"Bitch!" she cursed in a low voice.

At the end of the month, Qu Jinying was invited by Princess Ning Chen to attend the poem meeting in the princess's mansion, but it was a pity that there were too many trivial matters in the back home.

This princess Ning Chen ranked fifth among the sisters, and her birth mother was not high, she was just a talented person, and died the night she gave birth. The queen mother took pity on her, raised her under her lap, and loved her.

Wu Jun is cruel and tyrannical, but he takes great care of this little sister.

So everyone rushed to flatter her and couldn't easily offend her, so they had to ask Qu Wanwan to walk on her behalf.

At the poem meeting, the ladies from Yanjing and Beijing gathered together, chanted poems and composures, enjoyed flowers and wine, and even laughed and talked about current affairs in the world.

There is no shortage of gossip, who secretly raises the outer room! Who gave birth to wild species outside! The son and the lady of whose family are eyeing, privately giving and receiving! Whose wife just dies, just resume it!

The chat was full of enthusiasm, round and round, it was Qu Wanwan's turn to talk about gossip.

She pretended to be coy: "I... have nothing to say."

Others reminded: "Do you have a back home? Everyone is a good sister, so I promise you won't talk about it."

"All right," she said in a proud tone, "Long live my sister. This time the draft girl, my sister will definitely be able to win."

"The main concubine in Qinghui County!"

The ladies gloated to her.

But secretly said: "The county lord Qinghui has always been upright, and now he is going to enter the palace, heh, there is really a joke to look at."

"But my elder sister is a fan of intentions." Qu Wanwan said sadly, "God is unfair, why can't a lover finally get married."

"Huh? Which son is it?"

"I don't know, I glanced at him secretly when the person sent my sister back to the house at Baiguan Pingkui."

The ladies are boiling.

"Send her home tonight! The feelings are really not shallow."

"Do you see that young man's appearance clearly?"

"Which son is it?"

Qu Wanwan spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up the wolf's pen, dipped it in the inkstone, and drew the person's appearance a few times.

Her paintings are so beautiful, she can draw people vividly with just a few simple strokes.

The heads of the ladies are gathered together.

"It looks pretty good."

"A little white face, who can't see her heart rippling."

"Liu is like eyebrows, clouds are like hair, and Xiangxue is surrounded by mist and mist. Ordinary women will also be compared."

"The county lord Qinghui really has a good eye."

Princess Ning Chen, who was sitting with them, couldn't help being curious. She muttered that the people in the painting were familiar, so she couldn't help but approached and took the painting into her hands.

"This is not the emperor brother!"

Qu Wanwan was stuck: "The emperor... brother?"

This song Jinying is really good at Humei, and hooks up with the prince.

"Dare to ask the fifth princess, who is the prince?"

Although she was a concubine, she was the daughter of Yongyihou. During special festivals and banquets, she also met some princes and nobles, and the princes recognized it, but she really couldn't remember who she was in the painting.

Princess Ning Chen squinted at her, her tone was lukewarm: "It's my emperor's brother."

The ladies trembled like a bolt from the blue sky.

Qu Wanwan was so frightened that he lost the wolf pen in his hand.

Twelve hours later, another royal gossip spread all over Yanjing: the emperor and the master of Qinghui County love concubines.

Later evolved into a private life for the two.

When the words reached Qu Jinying's ears, she was in the garden holding the scissors to trim the flower branches of Jasmine. She cut it off the wrong way with a click, and cut her fingers, and the blood flowed.

She hissed and pinched the wound.

Which **** is talking nonsense!

Intentionally ruining her innocence!

Invite little Yangliu and ask her to inquire about it.

Xiao Yangliu went away filled with indignation.

Qu Ao arrived as soon as the person left.

"Ying'er, you really are with the emperor..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of the question, as if to say something unspeakable.

After the death of his mother, the relationship between the father and daughter has not been soft or stiff. Qu Jinying said indifferently: "Father, don't worry about it."

"It's all about this feast, how can the father take care of it? You can honestly explain, did Long live send you back to the house that night?"

"Yes."

Qu Ao looked miserable at home.

Asked again: "How did you stay with Long live that night?"

"I ran into it on the night of winning the first prize in Baiguan."

Qu Ao didn't believe it: "The Red Lotus Sect is rampant. Long live two consecutive assassinations in three months. I will never leave the palace rashly. How can I talk about chance encounters? It must be to meet you to accompany you to see that hundred museum critics."

Qu Jinying: "..."

"Daddy, we who clean up will clean up ourselves."

Qu Ao squinted his eyes, the wrinkles at the end of his eyes could pinch the flies: "Have you ever lived...what did you do to you?"

Qu Jinying couldn't bear it, and raised his voice by two points: "Father!"

However, Qu Ao changed his conversation, and solemnly promised: "Ying'er, don't worry, if Long live persecutes you, even if he fights this old life for his father, he will protect you."

He had a rare voice, and Qu Jinying was moved, and wrapped his handkerchief over the wound: "Daddy has a heart. Long live and I are not as rumored."

Qu Ao watched her for a long time, sighed helplessly, and wanted to say a few more words, the servants in the front yard ran in and said that the families had handed out greeting cards to the meeting.

He threw off his wide sleeves and rushed to welcome the guests.

I was shocked as soon as I entered the front yard.

Unexpectedly, one day he was in such a state of affairs in the Hou Mansion.

It is crowded, bustling, and lively.

Among the people who visited were his colleagues, his protégés from the White Hart Party, and distant relatives who were unable to fight.

The servant girl who is full of the yard does not touch the ground with her busy feet.

With a heavy heart, Qu Ao squeezed out a smirk, and stood in front of the mansion to welcome the guests.

The servant of the household department first chanted a poem: "He pity the girl of the Qu family, the phoenix seed will settle the cloud."

The servant of Zhongshu is not to be outdone: "Famous flowers are in love with the country, and the king often looks at it with a smile."

"Thank you!" Qu Ao humbled himself, clasped his fist and thanked him, "Thanks to the blessing of long live, the little girl has such a blessing."

The battle was too big, causing pedestrians to stop, wondering if this courageous mansion was doing a happy event.

The fifth princess Ning Chen is one of them.

Today, she was going into the palace to visit the Queen Mother, and she happened to pass by the Yongyihou Mansion. After hearing the phrase "Always look at the king with a smile", she snapped open the bamboo curtain on the carriage wall and put it down again.

The guards said to the ambulance: "The carriage will be faster."

Entering the palace, she hurriedly walked, and the internal officials found her face was wrong and hid all the way, for fear of touching her.

"Queen!"

After she finished the ceremony, she put her palace skirt and sat beside the queen mother, biting her charming lower lip, accompanied by a breath of speed and slowness.

The queen mother put down the tea cup and joked: "Who upset my Ning Chen?"

Ning Chen turned sideways in her direction, talking about what he had seen and heard in the past two days.

The Queen Mother’s first reaction was: My emperor and a yellow-flowered girl have an affair with Princess Qinghui?

"The Aijia hasn't heard of it at all."

Madam Lan, who was serving on the side, said: "Long live a few days ago, I did go out of the palace, and there was some rumors, and the slave and maid didn't talk to you because I was afraid that you would be upset."

This remark brought her reproachful look in her eyes: "It's about the emperor's safety!"

Ning Chen pursed his small mouth: "Mother, the courageous Hou Yidang openly compared the emperor's brother to Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, and sang'Famous flowers all over the country, and the emperor often laughs at each other.' Isn't Qinghui County Lord successful? Concubine Yang, who has harmed the country and the people? Can you really dare to put gold on your face!"

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