The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Chapter 185 Who Will Become the Queen?

Fu Jiangcha smiled brightly and bowed slightly, "Thank you, Prince!"

In Leng Moli's eyes, he sighed inwardly: One smile can conquer the city, and another smile can conquer the country.

A maid took out a green sword and Fu Jiangcha took it.

She held the long sword in her hand, swinging it up and down with softness and strength, like floating clouds, all in one go.

She then leaped up, the sword blade cut through the air, the sword light flashed, at this moment she was no longer a delicate woman, but more like a female knight.

Someone threw several flowers into the air.

Fu Jiangcha flew up, his figure as smooth as flowing clouds and water, with the shadow of his sword following him. He caught the flowers and swung them away with a sword. The flowers were lined up in a row and placed at the entrance of the hall.

In the sky, fireworks were flying up and down, and the sword energy was sometimes gentle and sometimes passionate.

The sword danced like the wind, and her figure was like a series of floating phantoms, dazzling the eyes.

Finally, she landed steadily, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

"Your Majesty, I am humbled to present my humble service!"

Everyone has not recovered yet.

Ye Qingyan looked at Leng Moli, whose eyes had not yet left Miss Fu, and immediately understood.

He praised: "The daughter raised by the Prime Minister has truly impressed me. Reward!"

Li Qingyi, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, came in gracefully, wearing a snow-white floor-length skirt.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are full of spring water, her skin is whiter than snow, and her every frown and smile is moving.

She bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, your servant Qingyi would also like to play a song to entertain everyone."

Ye Qingyan smiled and said, "Okay!"

The second prince looked her up and down. This woman was truly like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally without any embellishment.

Li Qingyi sat upright on a carved pearwood chair. She gently lifted her soft jade fingers and slowly plucked the strings of the zither, and a melodious melody began to flow in the air.

People seemed to have arrived in a paradise, seeing the clear springs in the mountains, hearing the gurgling sounds, and feeling the gentle breeze in the forest.

The melody has the gentleness and delicacy of the Jiangnan water towns, as well as the grandeur of the northern scenery.

Suddenly the melody changed and became passionate, like a waterfall cascading down, like thousands of horses galloping, magnificent and shocking.

Everything around seemed to be still, and everyone was immersed in the music. Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly.

The second prince Leng Qingchen clapped his hands and said, "Well played!" Only then did everyone come back to their senses.

Li Qingyi came out shyly: "I'm sorry to show my ugliness.

Ye Qingyan saw Leng Qingchen's eyes and smiled slightly.

These two sons have really good taste.

Zhao Huanhuan, the daughter of the Taiwei, was dressed in pink and wore a lotus on her head. She was also very beautiful and charming.

She stepped forward and bowed: "Your Majesty, I, your humble servant, would like to join in the fun and perform a lotus dance to add to the atmosphere!"

Ye Qingyan was very happy, "Okay!"

Then the musicians performed in an orderly manner, and some women in green clothes and holding lotus leaves came to the center.

As the melodious music sounded, she gently raised her hands, took light steps, and sometimes leaped into the air onto the lotus leaves, like a fairy walking on the waves, graceful and elegant.

Suddenly, the music tempo quickened, Zhao Huanhuan spun around, her long skirt fluttering like a lotus swaying in the wind.

Her arms stretched out gracefully, sometimes folded across her chest, sometimes spread outward, and lotus petals fell.

The lotus leaves floated up and down like a gust of wind. Zhao Huanhuan jumped onto the lotus leaves, as if she had really turned into a lotus fairy.

After the dance, Zhao Huanhuan leaped down, and the other women in green stepped back, bowing: "Your humble servant has performed your humble act."

The prince clapped his hands and said, "Good!"

Everything goes without saying.

Other women began to perform their talents one after another...

After the performance, Ye Qingyan said: "Those present are the daughters of important officials in the court, as well as royal heirs. You are all in your youth, so you should communicate more.

Starting from this dynasty, a prince can have one principal wife, two concubines, and four concubines. This opportunity is rare, so you must strive for it."

The noble ladies present were overjoyed and all hoped to catch the eyes of the crown prince and other princes.

After the performance, the banquet began and all the ministers got drunk...

Ye Qingyan was a little tired, and said to the prince, "Prince, your mother is a little tired, you stay here with the ministers."

The prince stood up: "Yes, mother!"

Ye Qingyan was really tired. She hadn't had a good rest since she practiced in the Demon Realm.

When she returned to her bedroom, she was surprised to see a sumptuous meal on the table and Leng Jiuyuan sitting on a chair waiting for her.

Ye Qingyan's lips were filled with a sweet smile: "So you are hiding here for peace and quiet!"

Leng Jiuyuan came over and helped Ye Qingyan sit down, "I know you don't like that kind of occasion and you don't eat well.

I was too tired a few days ago, so I prepared some wine and food and just had a little time for the two of us.”

After saying that, he poured two glasses of wine.

The two of them were in harmony, drinking and talking happily, discussing Leng Moli's selection of a wife and concubines...

Three days later, Ye Qingyan and Leng Jiuyuan both wrote imperial decrees granting their two sons marriages according to their two sons' wishes.

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One day, Ye Qingyan called Feng Yi, Feng Jiu and Hua Ling'er.

She smiled and said, "Feng Yi, ten days from now will be an auspicious day for the three of you to get married.

I have prepared the phoenix coronet and bridal robe for you and have carried them out of the palace from the bedroom.

The Emperor and I will both attend. You don't need to be around me these days. Go take care of your own business first."

Feng Yi felt reluctant, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ye Qingyan said, "Don't cry. You can still come back to me after you get married. It would be inconvenient for me if you weren't here."

Feng Yi's tears rolled down: "Master, we will come back to serve you."

Ye Qingyan nodded: "Go back home and prepare."

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is An Yi and their wedding day.

Red ribbons were hung in the queen's bedroom, and big red flowers were hung above the door lintel, showing the festive atmosphere.

Feng Yi, Feng Jiu and Hua Ling'er got married in the East Warm Pavilion.

The three brides were all wearing the same wedding dress, the same red veil on their heads, and were about the same height. They were all sitting on the beds in the east warm room.

An Yi, An Er and An San also wore wedding robes and came to the outside of the queen's bedroom.

Huaying and Yueying blocked the door: "Bring the red envelope, or I won't open the door."

An Yi and the others obediently started throwing red envelopes in.

Seeing that the red envelopes were almost ready, Huaying opened the door and An Yi was the first to arrive at the East Warm Pavilion.

Ye Qingyan smiled and said, "Feng Yi, the three of you are not allowed to make a sound, let An Yi choose.

If you've got the wrong person, An Yi, you have to admit it."

"Master, you are too cruel. This concerns my lifelong happiness."

Ye Qingyan teased: "Then choose carefully, you only have one chance."

Cold sweat broke out on An Yi's forehead. He glanced at everyone and saw that they were all wearing the same wedding dress. He couldn't tell which one was Feng Yi.

An idea struck him, and he shouted, "Feng Yi!"

They all came from the Dark Guard Camp, and their names were engraved in their bones. She stood up instinctively without any hesitation.

Ye Qingyan shook her head helplessly and smiled: "An Yi, you are too cunning."

An Yi happily took Feng Yi's hand and walked out.

An Er is in a dilemma. It's not easy to choose between these two options...