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Hearing this, Jiang Yunqing's face froze, a dusty memory surged up, swept through her mind, her body trembled, and she forgot to struggle.

Ji Yang embraced her and put his hand on her belly, "Is that so? I haven't done it for a long time, I forgot."

Jiang Yunqing looked at him who was strange and familiar, her heart seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and she couldn't make a sound for a while, it was a feeling of heartache.

It hurts so much, it's a bit uncomfortable to breathe.

When did the two of them drift apart? They used to be so familiar, but in the end it became like this.

"Is Qing'er still the same as before, the pain is unbearable." Ji Yang looked at her and asked, calling her by her nickname instead of the queen.

Jiang Yunqing nodded, "I have always been like this, but it has been relieved after giving birth to Chen'er."

"I think so too, your complexion is a little bad." Ji Yang sighed, "You still need the imperial physician to treat you more, and it can also improve a little."

"Yeah." Jiang Yunqing nodded, looking at his worried look, not knowing how much truth or falsehood, she actually felt a little guilty.

Chapter 474 The Incompetent Emperor (8)

Xuanhe Hall.

Nearly a hundred women in white silk skirts, with delicate figures, lined up in dozens of rows, led by palace servants, through the winding corridors and walked forward in small steps.

Entering the hall, everyone looked up and saw a woman wearing a Sichuan cotton coat with peony patterns and gold buttons. Her long black hair was as smooth as a waterfall, with nine gold tassels inserted in it. Her earrings were decorated with crystal clear light-colored gems. Her facial features were exquisite and clear, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, and a pair of calm and gentle beautiful eyes without any waves.

She was elegant and graceful, and as quiet as a chrysanthemum.

Jiang Yunqing was the princess that Ji Yang wanted to marry. After ascending the throne, she was crowned as the queen. She gave birth to the only prince of the current emperor's blood.

Based on this alone, even if the outside world said that she was not favored, it should not be underestimated.

In addition, the event of offering sacrifices to heaven had greatly changed her image.

"The emperor is still in the morning court, and he must be on his way. Everyone, please be patient." Jiang Yunqing opened her red lips, dignified and elegant.

"Yes."

The girls folded their hands on their waists, straightened their backs, and their hearts pounded, praying that they would be chosen.

It is an honor for them and their families to be the most noble man in the world.

If they are not chosen, they will have to serve in the palace for two years before they can leave the palace. By then, they will be old.

"The emperor is here!"

The eunuch's voice came, and the girls saluted hurriedly. Jiang Yunqing also stood up, and saw Ji Yang wearing a yellow robe, approaching with the support of everyone.

The girls' eyes were dyed with light, and some of their cheeks were still red, shy and restrained.

Ji Yang walked forward and passed the first row. The girl closest to him had a pounding heart, and a soft smile gradually appeared on her lips.

He was born with a good appearance, deep black eyes, a jade-like face, and an extraordinary demeanor, which really made people fall in love with him.

"Your Majesty, I have seen you." Jiang Yunqing also bowed.

"Everyone, stand up." Ji Yang said, and stepped forward to support Jiang Yunqing, "You are not feeling well, sit down."

Hearing this, Jiang Yunqing was stunned at first, and then reacted, feeling guilty again, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Ji Yang looked at the eunuch Afu beside him, who nodded, and a sharp voice sounded, "The first concubine, Wu Qin."

The concubine who was closest to Ji Yang just took a step forward and bowed shyly. She raised her head and looked at Ji Yang with her soft face.

"This is the legitimate daughter of the Imperial Censor's family, and she is somewhat similar to her mother." Jiang Yunqing smiled and looked at Ji Yang and spoke.

In the selection of concubines, the first to appear are the daughters of these powerful officials. As for the concubines sent by the local areas, they are irrelevant.

"Do you have any talent?" Ji Yang looked at Wu Qin, his voice was low and mellow.

"Your Majesty, I have prepared a dance." Her voice was soft, and her clear eyes were filled with shyness of first meeting.

"Then dance for me." Ji Yang said with a smile on his thin lips.

Wu Qin stood in the center of the hall, facing Ji Yang, gently stretched out her arms, her bare hands seemed to be boneless, her steps became brisk, and suddenly she turned around like a gust of wind, her movements were natural and smooth.

Her face was pure, and her body was slightly raised.

"I suddenly remembered that the queen couldn't dance for me for a long time." Ji Yang turned his head and looked at Jiang Yunqing.

Jiang Yunqing also retracted his gaze, shook his head, and said apologetically, "I have almost forgotten it."

Dancing for him?

No, not for him, she used to dance for the one she loved and who also loved her, the King of Qin, not the current emperor.

"I still miss the days in the King of Qin's mansion, Qing'er and I were free and easy." Ji Yang seemed to sigh.

"...The palace is also good." Jiang Yunqing looked calm, but in fact, his hands hanging down to one side were clenched.

Is the Prince of Qing's Mansion better, or is it better when he was the Prince of Qing?

At this point, she was actually a little dazed. The memories had just come to her mind, and Ji Yang's eyes were already looking at His Highness Wu Qin, "Leave a card."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wu Qin's uncontrollable joy had been heard, kneeling on the ground to thank him, and Jiang Yunqing's thoughts also dissipated.

"Next, Xu Jiayuan."

...

Each of the girls had prepared their talents, and Ji Yang would nod from time to time. Jiang Yunqing sat aside and sometimes made decisions for him.

As long as they were the daughters of powerful officials, he would most likely keep them, especially the Chen He faction. Jiang Yunqing looked at them coldly. It seemed that he was eager to consolidate his power. So, had the Jiang family faction become a thorn in his eyes?

"Next, He Mei." Ah Fu looked at the back row.

"Your servant pays respect to His Majesty." He Mei walked forward, lowered her head, did not look at Ji Yang, and her hands were still clenched nervously.

Jiang Yunqing's eyes fell on her. In fact, it was still possible to tell whether she was eager to enter the palace. For example, this one seemed unwilling.

"Madam, this is the second daughter of Mr. He Yan." Juhong whispered beside her.

Jiang Yunqing's eyes flashed.