At this moment, someone suddenly threw a peony flower towards Nangong Xian, and the peony flower happened to fall on Nangong Xian's shoulder.
Nangong Xian reined in the wild horse in time, and the neighing of the horse's hooves startled the pedestrians on both sides of the road.
Nangong Xian took the peony flower off her shoulder, raised her head, and revealed a young, immature, yet charming face.
With her hair tied up, she looks heroic and domineering.
After looking around at the men and women in the banquet hall with those slightly majestic eyes, Nangong Xian finally locked his sight on a young man wearing a snow-blue robe with gold edges at the left window.
The young man had incredibly fair skin and a unique appearance, his lips red as if smeared with lipstick. His eyes were so clear and bright, you could scoop a bowl of water from them and raise koi. He looked a bit sickly, though, and at first glance, he possessed a certain sinister beauty.
Nangong Xian has been following her father in the military camp since she was a child, and all the men she has met are bronzed and tough guys.
Among the young men she knew in the capital, some were handsome and elegant, while others were wealthy and extravagant, but few of them could perfectly blend the three elements of femininity, elegance and dominance like this young man.
Nangong Xian's eyes lit up.
But when she thought of the terrible talent show, she had no interest in appreciating handsome men.
Nangong Xian smiled at the young man, a smile even brighter and more beautiful than the peony in her hand. "Young man, by throwing a peony to me, do you want to be with me forever? Or do you want to have a romantic affair with me?"
The young man was slightly taken aback by being teased by Nangong Xian.
Before he could figure out whether he wanted to be with Nangong Xian for the rest of his life or just have a flirtation, he heard Nangong Xian say, "Don't fall in love with me. I'm going to the battlefield to defend my country!"
After saying this, she used her inner strength to throw the peony flower into the young man's arms, then she squeezed the horse's belly with her legs and rode away.
The young man stared at her retreating figure, somewhat surprised. "This daughter of the Nangong family is indeed as fierce as the legend says. I didn't expect that she would actually look so..."
He twisted his eyebrows slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "So charming and bright." He thought that the peonies in the harem's flower garden were the most beautiful, but he didn't know that Nangong Xian was the flower that was more noble and graceful than the peony.
Looking at the charming, beautiful, soft and vulnerable girl, she actually has ambitions that are more ambitious than men! He likes such a fierce girl!
Picking up the peony in his arms and playing with it, the young man heard the young man across from him ask, "Seventh brother, what do you think of this Nangong Xian?"
"If she can be successfully selected into the palace and participate in the selection of concubines..." Dugu Jie placed the peony on the rim of the wine glass in front of him, staring at the gorgeous peony in full bloom, he said: "I want her!"
The man opposite frowned slightly when he heard this.
He unfolded the folding fan in his hand that depicted a hundred scenes of Jiangshan, covered his lips, and chuckled softly, "So, Seventh Brother likes this type of woman."
It doesn’t matter which type of woman he likes, but he really likes Nangong Xian.
No matter how you look at it, it's pleasing.
Nangong Xian rode back to the general's mansion at full speed. She jumped off the horse, handed her beloved horse to the servant, and walked into the mansion at a fast pace.
General Nangong Jue was sitting in the yard wiping his sword. When he heard footsteps behind him, he didn't need to look back to know that it must be his naughty daughter returning.
"How many times have I told you that girls should walk gracefully and quietly? How can it be so inappropriate for them to jump around?"
After saying that, Nangong Jue turned around with a smile, and looked at Nangong Xian with a warm and doting look.
Nangong Xian stood behind her father and said, "Father, I don't want to participate in the selection of concubines."
"I can't tolerate you."
Nangong Jue said calmly, "You are fourteen years old now. According to the imperial decree, you must participate in the selection of concubines. Whether you are selected or not is one thing, and whether you participate in the selection is another."
Nangong Jue tapped Nangong Xian's forehead and said, "Xian'er, as a subject of the Luo Dynasty, you must obey the orders of the Luo Dynasty. You must understand this."
Nangong Xian sat down next to his father, slammed his fist on the stone bench, and asked wishfully, "Can't you find someone you like?"
Not everyone yearns for a life in a palace with red walls and yellow tiles.
Nangong Jue sighed and said, "Xian'er, you are in this dynasty, and you are burdened with the shackles of this dynasty. It is not easy to break the shackles."
Nangong Jue and Nangong Xian were considered very open-minded. He never asked her to learn needlework, poetry, or painting.
Nangong Xian admired the power of force, so he took her with him to practice martial arts. She didn't like reading the Four Books and Five Classics, so he chose Sun Tzu's Art of War and other military books for her to read.
Nangong Jue dotes on Nangong Xian to the extreme.
Nangong Xian knew very well that what Nangong Jue said was true, she was just indignant in her heart. She felt it was unfair that all unmarried women had to participate in the selection regardless of whether they were willing or not just because of an imperial decree.
"Don't worry, just go ahead." Nangong Jue looked at his daughter's sitting posture and demeanor. He said, "Don't worry, with your manners, which don't know how to sit or stand, you will most likely be rejected."
It’s not that Nangong Jue looks down on his daughter, it’s just that the talent show system is too cruel.
I don't know how many daughters of wealthy families have received the most professional training since childhood in order to stand out in the talent show. They are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, cooking and making tea.
Compared with those young ladies, Nangong Xian is just a rough guy.
Nangong Xian felt better after being comforted by her father.
The selection will begin in three days. The palace will select five thousand beautiful girls aged fourteen to sixteen from all over the country. After a preliminary selection and four rounds of trials, only the top fifty will be selected to remain in the palace.
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