A loud shout at the door interrupted her reverie.
"Physician Zou, please come in quickly. This is my daughter's residence. Thank you for your help."
Yue Qingyin's cold eyes were like frost as she collapsed onto the bed.
Now, you can't even fake illness anymore. Yuehuangyin, you are truly ruthless.
...
Physician Zou personally diagnosed Yue Qingyin at the Prince of Qinyang's residence.
Yue Qingyin's illness was finally cured before the imperial concubines entered the palace.
The day I entered the palace.
Yue Qingyin was woken up early to wash and dress up in gorgeous clothes, all of which she could not enjoy before, but now they were delivered to her at a very reasonable price.
After getting ready, we boarded the carriage.
The wind stirred the curtains, and she vaguely saw a figure outside. Disregarding etiquette, she hurriedly lifted the curtain to look back and saw Prince Anxian standing at a corner, watching her leave.
Her heart skipped a beat. Her gaze remained fixed on Prince Anxian as she pulled a red hairpin from her hair, which fell to the ground along her sleeve.
Prince Anxian nodded almost imperceptibly, and his servant rushed over to pick up the hairpin.
The car turned a corner and disappeared from sight.
Yue Qingyin turned around, head bowed, lost in thought. She was overjoyed to finally see Prince Anxian again. Her future seemed to have a glimmer of light, whether in the palace or in Prince Anxian's mansion.
...
Guangde Hall.
Historically, this place has been a selection site for female contestants; some rise to the top here, while others fall to the depths of despair in an instant.
The Empress Dowager sat in the center, with Jun Zhe and Linghu Lan sitting on her left and right respectively.
One by one, the young women were called in, asked a few questions, and some received flowers while others received rewards.
Finally, it was Yue Qingyin's turn. She hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your subject, Yue Qingyin, a concubine's daughter of the Prince of Qinyang, greets Your Majesty the Empress Dowager and wishes Her Majesty good health and longevity. I also greet Your Majesty the Emperor and wish Your Majesty a long and healthy life. I also greet Your Majesty the Empress and wish her good health."
Her voice was clear and cool, with an ethereal quality that was refreshing.
The Empress Dowager glanced at Yue Qingyin indifferently, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said calmly, "This is the daughter of the Yue family, the Empress's own sister. The Empress should make the decision herself."
The Empress Dowager could have chosen not to attend the talent show, but she was curious to see what Linghu Lan was up to, so she came along. She naturally wanted to see this dramatic sisterly spectacle unfold.
Jun Zhe frowned but remained silent.
He disagreed with the selection of concubines. He had a vague feeling that it was inappropriate. The Empress had just entered the palace and the selection of concubines seemed to be a loss of face for her, making it seem that she was not favored. However, the selection of concubines was strongly supported by his mother, so he could not object. Now that he had seen Yue Qingyin, he felt a little strange: Did the Empress really want to use her younger sister to consolidate her favor, as outsiders said?
He had barely entertained the idea when he realized it was a joke; it would be laughable if the Empress wanted to vie for the Emperor's favor.
She was just trying to tease him!
Linghu Lan met Yue Qingyin for the first time and carefully examined her.
Yue Qingyin understands her strengths very well. If Yue Huangyin is a lady of noble birth and a flower of wealth and honor, Yue Qingyin does not amaze the world with her beauty, but moves people with her ethereal and otherworldly charm. Even her voice is deliberately controlled, exuding the cool and aloof fairy-like aura.
"Thank you for your kindness, Mother. My sister and I have been companions since childhood, and our bond is very deep. She was born only a few days younger than me, so we are actually the same age. Seeing her today reminds me even more of our childhood. I think..."
Before Linghu Lan could finish speaking, Yue Qingyin let out a scream. "Ah!"
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