Chapter 228 The Legend of Zhen Huan: Guarjia Wen Yuan 27 (The End)
“Your Wenyi married into the Guarjia clan a long time ago, and Longyue isn’t your daughter.” Guarjia Wenyuan pouted, unconvinced.
“I watched Princess Longyue grow up, so she’s practically my daughter,” Consort Jing retorted.
"Why are there none of them good?" Consort Duan asked in confusion.
“These have all been ruled out, so naturally none of them are good,” Guarjia Wenyuan shrugged.
"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Consort Xin looked up from the memorial, then slumped onto the table. She really wasn't suited to looking at this; it made her dizzy.
Guarjia Wenyuan just wanted to roll her eyes. "Did you ask me to say anything? You came in and started flipping through the memorials yourselves."
Jingtai gestured to her, and then went to the inner room to take out three memorials. "These are the candidates I have carefully selected. They have harmonious families, no concubines, no mistresses, and no children."
Consort Duan Gui was surprised, "Three? That's not a small number."
After all, the selection of a consort also depends on family background and age.
"Go back and choose carefully. I'm going to take a nap. Goodbye."
After driving the group out of the palace, the bedroom of Guarjia Wenyuan was finally quiet again.
Three years later, the Khorchin tribe asked for the hand of their legitimate princess. Consort Zhen had raised Jinghe with the intention of marrying her off to her own tribe.
So this time, although it was said to be the legitimate princess, it was actually aimed at Princess Jinghe. Naturally, at the suggestion of Guarjia Wenyuan, Hongxi married Jinghe off to Khorchin.
Guarjia Wenyuan lived a peaceful and tranquil life after that, chatting and playing cards with her old friends, occasionally playing with her grandchildren, and comfortably passing the rest of her life.
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Human World —
A girl in a pink gradient tutu is watering the various flowers in the courtyard with a watering can.
A gentle breeze blew, causing the girl's slightly curly hair to flow freely. Her doll-like, delicate and lovely face was adorned with an incredibly infectious smile, leaving everyone amazed.
With a soft creak of the door, an old man with white curly hair, a white beard, and gold-rimmed glasses walked into the courtyard.
He wore a white robe with red embroidered gold fabric at the collar extending to the hem, and a hat of the same color on his head.
The old man is Kendall, an elder of the Quark Clan and the principal of the Moe Academy.
His two granddaughters were unaware of this identity, and few in the Quark tribe knew that he had two granddaughters.
Kendall watched as Ulala hummed a song and hopped around watering the flowers, and smiled kindly. "Ulala."
Upon hearing Kendall's voice, a hint of surprise flashed in Ulala's eyes. She put down the showerhead and rushed into Kendall's arms, softly whining, "Grandpa~ I missed you so much."
Kendall rubbed Ulala's head. "Grandpa misses you too."
"Grandpa, come inside quickly, let me show you what my sister looks like when she grows up!" Ulala pulled out her secret sketchbook and shared it with her grandfather.
"You've drawn it beautifully!" Kendall smiled as he looked at the sketchbook, but his eyes were filled with sadness as he looked at Ulala. "Ulala, do you want to go to the Moe Academy to find your sister?"
"Can I go?" Ulala tilted her head in confusion. Hadn't Grandpa always forbidden her from going to the Moe Academy?
"It wasn't allowed before, but now it's time."
Kendall made a feint as if taking something from his sleeve. Under the cover of his sleeve, a flash of white light appeared, and Kendall handed a letter of admission to the Moe Academy to Ulala.
Ulala got up, picked up the enrollment notice, looked at it, and jumped up and down happily, "I can go to the Moe Academy to find my sister now!"
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