The old emperor sighed.
"This is your mother's last wish. I hope you can get married as soon as possible."
"We can get engaged first and get married a year later!"
The eldest grandson of the emperor was a little confused. He didn't know why such a thing was brought up at this time.
Could it really be his mother's last wish? He couldn't help but shed tears again.
In fact, he didn't want to agree.
But his royal grandfather was not someone he could easily disobey.
The prince was also trying to persuade him.
"I've heard your mother mention this before. She wanted to find a suitable wife for you. Now that he's gone, I guess this is what he can't let go of the most."
The eldest grandson of the emperor thought about it, and finally nodded sadly in agreement.
"It's all up to Grandfather Huang."
The old emperor frowned as he watched.
Why didn't he notice it before? The eldest grandson of the emperor can cry so much.
The coffin of the Crown Princess was placed in the front hall of the Crown Prince's Mansion. The funeral was very grand.
The next day, all the ministers, along with their families, went to the Prince's residence to express their condolences.
Since Hua Changjue was not there, Jiang had to take the three children with her.
In fact, she couldn't figure it out. The Crown Princess hired someone to kill them. They didn't die, but the Crown Princess was assassinated.
This is a bit too fantastical.
In order to find out the truth.
Jiang took the children and set out early in the morning and arrived at the same time as the people from the Jiang residence.
Jiang Shucheng pulled Jiang aside and asked in a low voice.
"Why haven't I seen Duke Anguo recently?"
"What has he been doing?"
Jiang couldn't say anything either. She could only shake her head.
When Jiang Shucheng saw her like this, he knew that she must have been arranged by the old emperor to do a secret errand, so he stopped asking.
The two families went together to burn incense to the Crown Princess first.
Jiang went over and saw the Crown Princess' body, but she still felt it was unreal.
Hua Wanru pulled her. She withdrew her gaze and followed the attendants of the Prince's Mansion to the place specially provided for guests to rest.
Jiang Shucheng, Lin and Jiang sat together and chatted casually.
A few children also gathered together to talk, and the atmosphere here became much better.
Soon, more and more dignitaries came to burn incense.
Their side was already full of guests, all of whom knew each other, chatting in groups of three or five.
The older ones all look unsightly.
But the young people whispered at first, fearing they would say something wrong. But as they chatted, their voices gradually got louder.
There was no trace of grief on his face.
Hua Wanru and the others heard people at the nearby table whispering.
"Have you heard? The emperor's eldest grandson is going to choose a concubine."
"Where did you hear that? Doesn't the emperor's eldest grandson need to observe mourning?"
"It should be engagement first, and marriage a year later!"
"Oh, my father is from the Ministry of Rites. Naturally, he knows more than you do." The speaker was a young girl with a proud look on her face.
"The eldest grandson of the emperor is choosing a concubine!" Another little girl smiled shyly and warmly. "The eldest grandson of the emperor is a rare talent. I wonder who he will choose in the end?"
Many girls' eyes lit up.
"But I heard that the selection of concubines this time was presided over by His Majesty himself. It can be said to be an open audition."
"The daughters of officials of the fifth rank and above can participate in the election!"
The girls present were even more excited.
"There are so many people. It's even harder to choose." The girl said sadly. "Someone like me who looks average has no chance."
"That's true." The other girl was also a little frustrated.
"That's right, just give up on it." A sharp female voice sounded.
Everyone was startled and looked over to find two girls in white.
One of them was known to them, the daughter of Duke Xiao, Zhang Ting, but the other one was unknown to them.
Zhang Ting raised her head and said unceremoniously, "The sister next to me is the Crown Princess's niece, Sister Zhang Shuqin. She was also the Crown Princess's designated eldest grandson's consort during her lifetime. So you guys should just give up on it."
Zhang Shuqin blushed slightly.
He pushed Zhang Ting gently.
"Okay, it's not a certain day, why are you still talking nonsense? Come with me to burn incense for my aunt."
Everyone found that Zhang Shuqin had a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. Even if she wore white, she did not lose her color.
Indeed, she looks three times like the Crown Princess.
There was a dissatisfied lady muttering.
"The Crown Princess is gone. As her niece, she's still wearing makeup!"
If she doesn't say it, no one else will find out.
From this perspective, although Zhang Shuqin's makeup was not heavy, she did draw her eyebrows and apply rouge!
In an instant, everyone's opinion of Zhang Shuqin plummeted.
Many people whispered and pointed at her.
"You see, although he is wearing white, it is made of top-quality silk. There are prints underneath."
Everyone frowned even more.
Zhang Shuqin's face turned from red to white, and finally to ashen blue. She stamped her feet and ran away crying.
Everyone curled their lips. They didn't take her seriously. They thought she was just a minor character. They thought the old emperor would not choose her.
Jiang Quanda and his friends watched a good show for free, but they still felt a little unsatisfied.
Finally, after the protagonists left, they continued their conversation.
Jiang Quanda raised his eyebrows and looked at his family members. Finally, his eyes fell on Hua Wanru.
"Now, the only one in our two families who has the chance to choose a concubine is cousin Ru'er."
Hua Wanru was stunned.
My little sister's words instantly came to my mind.
Trapped in the cold palace, one body and two lives. His eyes darkened immediately.
"Cousin, you are joking. How can I, with my humble talent, be worthy of His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson?"
"No, I think my cousin is pretty. Although she is not good at music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, she is a great doctor."
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