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Qiao Qiao still frowned slightly. It seemed that these old fellows were going to use this palace feast to force the marriage.

Instantly, her delicate and beautiful face looked as if she had swallowed a bitter gourd. She was extremely bitter and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Yan Mo Chen, quickly come back and take a look. They're going to force a marriage!

"Your majesty, Qiao Guo cannot have no empress, please reconsider!" Seeing that Qiao Qiao still did not speak, Prime Minister Luo once again cupped his hands together with a face full of respect as if he was worried for the life of the entire world.

"Forget it, I'll do as you wish." Qiao Qiao still waved his hand impatiently. Originally, he was trying to force the marriage, but this group of pedantic old officials said it in a dignified manner, what do you mean by 'share the worries of the nation', what do you mean by 'can't go on', in the end, isn't it all for your own sake. She was a girl, and sooner or later, this mountain would fall into someone else's hands.

After Prime Minister Luo heard Qiao's words, the tension on his face loosened for a moment, but the wrinkles at the corner of his eyes were exceptionally obvious. His aged face had a smile on it, and his mouth that was tightly covered by his beard slowly moved: "Today, this old subject has arranged many elegant young masters to come forward and present their skills, I hope the emperor can take a good look."

Qiao still pursed his lips. So he had already arranged everything in secret long ago. It seemed that he had eaten a lump of meat today and had hardened his heart to make her accept a wife.

"Good, then let me see what these princes of the royal and noble families have up their sleeves." It would be weird if she, Qiao Qiao, still didn't want the beautiful boy act that was delivered to her doorstep!

"Yes." Prime Minister Luo nodded his head and then instructed the steward beside him in a low voice.

"Since the emperor is interested in accepting concubines, then this one shall go up first and make a fool of himself." His Royal Highness was clad in an icy-blue robe with a silk-like pattern engraved on the top. He leisurely stepped forward with a smile on his face. That smile seemed to have the meaning of a very amorous young master.

"Your majesty, this is the direct son of Minister Qin, his name is Qin Fangming. He is 18 years old and is very pretty, but he has heard that he has a bad lifestyle and has a bad character." Qingwu stood behind Joe still and introduced him in a small voice.

Qiao once again nodded his head, indicating that the prince could begin.

Ever since Qiao Qiao had entered the palace, he had wholeheartedly wanted to obtain this woman. Even if he had to lose the dignity that a man should have when following her, he was still willing to enter the palace as his concubine if he could have such a beautiful woman in his arms.

As he thought about this, he took out the flute from his waist and gently placed it on his lips. Warm liquid flowed out from his mouth and a melodious flute melody was produced in one breath.

She remembered that when she was in the cold palace that day, she had heard the melody of the flute that came out of Fang Xing's mouth. It was the flute melody that appeased her anger when she lost Xi Yue. Through the man in the cold palace, she could see that he was wearing a white gown, holding a flute in his hand, but his face was cold and handsome.

Yan Mo Chen …

Joe was still calling her this name in his mind.

When the man in the white gown and the silver fox mask became one with Yan Mo Chen, who was often dressed in black, looking extremely beautiful and domineering, besides joy and excitement, she complained about how the heavens could create such a perfect man.

"Your Majesty? "Your majesty?" The flute in Qin Fuming's hand had stopped playing for a long time, but when he saw Qiao Qiao still stare at His Highness infatuatedly, he smiled complacently. He knew that there was no woman in the world who would not be moved by him, even if he was the emperor. Still couldn't escape the beauty.

Qiao Qiao was still in a trance. She knew that she had lost her composure. She smiled awkwardly before patting her hands and saying softly, "Young Master Qin's flute melody is like a heavenly music. I was drunk listening to it and can't help but feel intoxicated. Good, good."

When Qiao Yifeng was still applauding and cheering, everyone in His Highness's group immediately restored the liveliness and began clapping to congratulate Qin Fuming.

"Your majesty, what do you think of Young Master Qin?" Prime Minister Luo saw that Qiao Qiao was still exceptionally fond of Qin Fang Ming, so he went up and asked.

Qiao Qiao's lips still pursed in slight displeasure. He didn't expect this old fellow to be so impatient.

"If Your Majesty likes this flute music, why not include Young Master Qin in the harem and accompany this flute music on a daily basis?" Prime Minister Luo continued to urge.

"Heh …" She finally understood that even if she wanted to accept it, she had to, if she didn't want to, "Alright, Young Master Qin is proficient in music, I am very happy, and I hereby bestow upon Young Master Qin the title of the Doctor of Music who is in charge of all the music professors in the palace."

"This …" Prime Minister Luo frowned slightly. He originally thought that the emperor would bestow him the position of concubine, but he absolutely didn't expect that Qiao Qiao would still casually give him the position of a music doctor.

Qiao Qiao's lips still curled up in delight. Didn't he want to bestow a reward? She decided to follow his instructions and give Qin Fuming a reward. This Doctor Tone Law's position should be enough to satisfy them.

"This old subject thanks Your Majesty for the reward." He was well aware of his son's personality. He knew his own nature, and his mouth was open, so if the emperor really took a fancy to him and sent him to the imperial harem, then accompanying the emperor in the daytime might not be a good thing for the Qin family.

While everyone was congratulating Qin Fuming on his unwillingness, another handsome young master walked up to him. He wore a long purple robe with a dark striped belt around his waist, and his black hair was tied up in a high ponytail. He was tall and straight, with a very shallow complexion, and was very courteous, gentle, and refined, making a hasty bow to Joe before sitting on a high stool in the middle of the hall, with a tasseled guqin placed on top of the stool.

"Zheng ~ ~" The zither music started and slowly began to enter. Accompanied by the zither music, the light dancing voice slowly came from behind Qiao Qiao:

"This is Zhang Mubai's youngest son, Zhang Muyu. I heard that he has both talent and martial arts skills, so his reputation outside is quite good."

"Right." Looking at His Highness Zhang Muyu, she seemed to see another person through him, neither fighting nor snatching, not liking words, only being gentle and refined and quietly alone.

Zhang Muyu's eyebrows drooped slightly as he let out a smile. His fingers gently caressed the strings of his zither. The sound was soft and gentle, like flowing water, long and smooth.

"Nice playing."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Young Master Zhang's zither skills are superb."

His Highness whispered in discussion for a while, the surrounding people praised and looked at each other.

Qiao Qiao's lips were curling up slowly. This zither music was indeed good.

After the melody, Prime Minister Luo glanced at Qiao still from time to time and saw the approval in his eyes. This time, he was no longer going to ask for Qiao's consent to carry out the bestowment. He directly stood up and shouted:

"Good, Young Master Zhang's zither music is vivid and lifelike, his cultivation realm is high and profound, even a boorish person like this old man is mesmerized by it."

Qiao Qiao turned his head as if he had already seen through Prime Minister Luo's thoughts. He sat far away without a word.

"Your majesty, the imperial harem precisely needs this kind of talented and beautiful man." Prime Minister Luo stood up and cupped his hands. "Young Master Zhang possesses unparalleled talent. He is in fact a good match for the Emperor."

Qiao Qiao's lips were still curled into a smile. For this palace banquet, Prime Minister Luo had really put in a lot of effort. Everyone knew that she had some regrets towards Ning Xin, but they had never thought that he would actually be able to find a person that was so similar to Ning Xin's state of mind.

"In that case, would it be better for the Emperor to give Young Master Zhang a proclamation so that he can accompany the Emperor around the clock?" Prime Minister Luo seemed to be probing him, but the truth was his tone was filled with determination.

"Since Prime Minister Luo likes it so much, then I'll just take him back to the imperial harem." Qiao Qiao couldn't help but speak of following the flow. Since he couldn't escape today, he might as well bring this person who was similar to Ning Xin into the harem. He neither fought nor fought, and he was refined and refined.

"Congratulations your majesty, you've become so happy." Prime Minister Luo clasped his hands and congratulated him.

"Congratulations your majesty, you've become so happy." The group of people from His Highness kneeled down and congratulated him. Only Qin Fang, who was playing the flute just now, had a faint trace of jealousy in his eyes.

Qiao Qiao's lips were still pursed slightly. He suddenly got up and walked into the great hall. He held Zhang Muyu tightly in the center of the hall and then slightly curled his lips. With a provocative expression, he slowly said: "Who said that Zhen will bestow him the honor?"

Everyone raised their heads, puzzled. They didn't know what the emperor was up to.

"I'm going to make him my consort, Yu Fei." Qiao Qiao pursed his lips and said slowly, "Tomorrow, enter the Ning Yu Palace."

Everyone was shocked, even the big hand that was still tightly clenched in Qiao Qiao's hand trembled slightly.

Prime Minister Luo pursed his lips thoughtfully. The emperor had asked Zhang Muyu to stay at Ning Yu Palace, the same palace that esteemed wangfei used to live in back then. It looked like he'd taken advantage of the emperor's words.

Qiao Qiao still slowly turned her head. Seeing Zhang Muyu's frightened face, she couldn't help but laugh, and her grip on Zhang Muyu's hand deepened her strength.

"Congratulations to the emperor for winning over Yu Fei." Prime Minister Luo was the first to react, and he couldn't help but change his words.

"Congratulations to the emperor for winning over Yu Fei." The people in the hall cupped their hands and said.

Qiao once again smiled slowly. He pulled Zhang Muyu along and walked towards the main hall. Eunuch Zhang understood tacitly and immediately placed a chair under Ji Mingyuan. Zhang Muyu slowly sat down, looking unperturbed and natural.

Qiao Qiao saw this and felt joy in her heart. Then, she slowly turned around and raised her hand. With a gentle tone, she said. "Stand up."

One by one, His Highness's group stood up, and the entire hall was once again as lively as it was before.

Qiao Qiao still turned to look at Prime Minister Luo. She had the feeling that the main event of tonight had yet to begin.