Yurong slept very soundly that night. She even stretched unconsciously when she got up. When Bitao came in to help her wash up, she said, "You haven't been able to sleep well since the incident at the Zhang family. You slept well yesterday, and the dark circles under your eyes are gone."

Yurong smiled: "I thought too much before. How could my parents bear to let me suffer?"

She inserted a heart-shaped ribbon into the middle of her hair, and looking at her very young face in the bronze mirror, she took a deep breath, and decided to make the best of it. She didn't have any illness from childbirth, nor did she have long-term heartaches from staying up late for several nights because of state affairs, and she didn't have the mother-son feud that would later become enemies...

Now she is just Yang Yurong, the sixth daughter of the Hongnong Yang family.

The only thing I worry about is how to find a suitable husband.

Before she finished combing her hair, Madam Zhuo came in with someone else. "Miss Rong, this is our embroiderer. The princess asked her to make some new clothes for each of you."

Yurong nodded and stretched out her arms for Xiuniang to measure. She stood there motionless, feeling as if she were isolated from the world. Xiuniang moved closer and even felt that her breath was fragrant. Her hands became more attentive.

How could she fail to be selected with such a beauty?

Almost everyone thought so. Even Yu Wei said to Yu Rong when she came over with the snacks, "Hey, I won't be able to taste these snacks for a few days. Sixth sister, the new cakes in the palace are really delicious. If I want to eat them in the future, you must send some to me."

Yurong poked her forehead with her finger: "You, it's as if I'm leaving this here."

"Why not? I can tell from the way the servants in the palace are trying to please that tough guy." Yu Wei pouted. Although she had no hope before coming here, after seeing the wealth of the palace, how could she not be tempted.

Besides, as both are girls from the Yang family, Yulian and Yurong are popular, but she was rejected. How embarrassing.

Yurong was still calm, picked up a book and said, "You are talking nonsense again, go back quickly, the princess asked us to have a good rest for a few days, but you are running around and saying such nonsense."

Yuwei stuck out her tongue and ran away with the girl.

Strange to say, since the first day they met Princess Han, they have never been summoned again. Both Bitao and Lamei were a little anxious. Bitao wrinkled her nose when she saw Yuwei leave: "At the beginning, the old man of the third house was exposed for corruption and almost went to jail. When the old lady Lu from the third house came to our house for help, our old man went to find his former brothers in the army without saying a word and used up all his favors. When our young lady encountered trouble, they ran away quickly. Now they have the nerve to come..."

La Mei said with some disdain: "She came here to accompany the prince to study. I don't know what Madam Lu thinks."

"Mrs. Lu is more calculating than anyone else."

The embroidery room sent over clothes. The clothes for the three of them were the same, but there were slight differences in the details. For example, she was given a brocade shawl with a snow-white brocade background and apricot-yellow peony pattern, Yulian was given a cloud shoulder strap with ten kinds of brocade, and Yuwei was given a shawl with a brighter color.

That night, Bitao ironed her clothes again. "Miss, tomorrow, King Jiangxia will be here. You must seize the opportunity. It's dry and hot. You have to apply the ointment more so that we can put on makeup in the morning."

"Got it." Yurong looked at the ointment in the white porcelain bottle in her hand and smiled.

When Yulian from the other room saw the nanny coming back, she immediately asked, "Is it settled?"

"Don't worry, this matter has been handled very properly. As long as Miss Rong uses it, she won't be able to go to the princess tomorrow."

"Then she can't blame me." Yu Lian smiled. As long as Yu Rong couldn't go, Yu Wei was no match for her at all.

Early in the morning, there was a scream from Yurong's room. Her face was covered with a white veil, and she was crying loudly. Bitao and Lamei also cried non-stop, saying that Yurong had applied the ointment given to her yesterday, which caused peach blossom saliva on her face.

Yulian looked concerned but thought to herself, what peach blossom ringworm? That's psoriasis. Although the disease is still alive, the whole face is rotten and there is no cure.

The position of King Jiangxia's concubine is hers.

Everyone was sympathetic to Yurong. Even Mrs. Lian Zhuo couldn't help but wonder, "How could such a thing happen to her?"

Not to mention that Bitao and Lamei blamed themselves endlessly.

But Yulian and Yuwei went to the Princess Han. The Princess Han was kind-hearted. Although she wanted to choose a concubine, she also wanted her son to like her. "Whoever you like, just give the sachet to him."

As for Yurong, she said with regret: "I saw that this child is smart and pretty, and I also wanted to give your uncle Yang some face, but I never thought..."

"Mother, it's alright. Why don't you find another marriage for Uncle Yang's daughter? Since she was plotted against once, she will definitely be plotted against again in the future. As a son of mine in the palace, I still need to find someone who is more stable."

Princess Han nodded.

Soon Yulian and Yuwei came in together. Yulian was petite and exquisite, and she quoted from classics in just a few sentences, which made Princess Han and King Jiangxia nod their heads frequently. Just when Yulian thought she was stable, King Jiangxia Li Xun handed the sachet to Yuwei.

Not only Princess Han, but even Yulian herself did not expect such a sudden change. Yuwei's face turned red. She never thought it was him, it was really him...

Bi Tao was speechless. "Miss, it's a good thing you didn't go today. Miss Lian was embarrassed. It is said that King Jiangxia fell in love with Miss Wei at first sight and asked Queen Han to marry her right away."

"If our young lady went, it would definitely not be like this."

Yurong thought to herself that she had been there in her previous life and got the same result. Li Xun chose Yuwei, but Princess Han refused. The mother and son were deadlocked and it was only after King Han spoke that she became the King of Jiangxia's concubine.

As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. Li Xun came to her room and complained about a lot of things. She said that she was not as pure as Yuwei, and that Yuwei was so good. She would never be willing to be a concubine without any name or status. She also said that she had taken Yuwei's place. That night, she was forcibly invaded and treated like a rag, which was thrown away after the job was done.

She even developed a fear of sex, and every time she had sex it was like being on a tiger bench.

He even felt sad at that time. Although he was a little scheming and could not compare to Yuwei's sincerity, she had never hurt anyone. Later he learned that Madam Lu had started to arrange this matter after the crown prince was deposed. Although the third wife was only a minor official, she had a wealthy family and had paid for the arrangements early on so that Li Xun and Yuwei could get to know each other.

As for Yuwei, she was ignorant, careless and had no idea of ​​the other person's identity, but Madam Lu knew it clearly.

Love at first sight, it was all arranged by humans.

But this time, Yang Yurong was not willing to be the same as in her previous life...

When she was just reborn, Yurong felt that she had nothing to regret. Now she realized that she had never experienced the joy of love. Instead of being with Li Xun, a silver-plated gun, she must choose a more capable husband.

Oh my, who should I choose?

Bi Tao & Mei Mei: What are you thinking about, young lady? You can still smile even though your face is destroyed.