If she doesn't choose Pei Wenxuan, what other options does she have?

A fool, a madman, a playboy, in comparison, even if Pei Wenxuan fed her a bowl of Xiang Meiren, she actually felt... not that hard to accept?

After all, Pei Wenxuan has one fatal advantage: he is good-looking.

A good-looking person, no matter whether he or she is a man or a woman, is pleasing to the eye, and she can forgive him or her for many things he or she does.

However, I couldn't say that I was very upset when I lived with Pei Wenxuan in my previous life, but I certainly wasn't very happy. There were too many intrigues, and I felt tired just thinking about it. It seemed a bit meaningless to live my life again and follow the same path as in my previous life.

She had never known the other three people, so why not... see them with her own eyes this time?

Li Rong walked into the Taiqing Palace while thinking. At this time, Li Ming was already sitting there, changed into his casual clothes, and was chatting with the chief eunuch Desong while wiping his freshly washed hands with a handkerchief.

Li Ming is less than 40 years old this year. He is in his prime and looks quite energetic. He has a passion different from that of an old man and a composure not found in a teenager. This is the most glorious time in a man's life.

He was naturally handsome, and to appear more dignified, he grew a beard, which gave him the calm and steady temperament that only elders have. Li Rong walked into the room and glanced at Li Ming. Although she didn't show it on her face, she felt a little dazed inside.

After all, she hadn't seen Li Ming for nearly thirty years. No matter what happened in her previous life, she couldn't help but feel emotional when she suddenly saw her biological father.

She recalled her childhood behavior and bowed respectfully. Li Ming smiled and asked her to sit next to him. Li Rong took the chopsticks, blinked, and said coquettishly: "Father, why are you in a good mood today and let your daughter come to eat?"

Li Ming heard the coquettish tone of Li Rong's daughter, and even when he was talking about serious matters, he softened his tone. He watched the eunuch test the poison first, and said slowly: "Today, your marriage was mentioned in the court. I thought you are not young anymore, so I asked you to come over to discuss it."

"marriage?"

Li Rong pretended to be surprised, then lowered her head, and said as if embarrassed: "Shouldn't you discuss this matter with your mother?"

"You are my daughter," Li Ming said with dissatisfaction, but in his eyes he admired his daughter's obedience, "You must decide your own marriage. You must choose someone you like."

As he spoke, Li Ming turned around and told Desong, "Bring up the portrait."

Desong responded and had four portraits brought up, then he opened the portraits, revealing the faces of four men.

Li Rong subconsciously looked over, but then felt something was wrong. She was now an 18-year-old girl, and seeing a portrait of a man, she should avoid it. So she tried to look shy, turned her head away, coughed lightly, and said, "Who are these four..."

"These are the husbands chosen for you by your father. Take a look and choose one."

"yes."

Li Rong responded in a low voice, then turned around and looked at the four paintings.

She couldn't remember the appearance of the candidates back then. After all, so many years had passed, and she only remembered Pei Wenxuan, who stunned everyone. She was too embarrassed to look closely back then, so she just glanced at them quickly and fell in love with Pei Wenxuan at first sight, and that was it. Now she didn't feel embarrassed at all, and stared at the portraits of the four people and looked at them carefully.

It must be said that her father did not treat him unfairly. Although these four people are a combination of four very different options: a fool, a madman, a prodigal son, and a down-and-out nobleman, they all have a good face. Perhaps Li Ming had considered the appearance issue at the beginning, fearing that she would make a fuss if they were too ugly. Therefore, although these four gentlemen have some differences in appearance, they all have their own merits.

Ningguo Marquis's son Lu Yu was born gentle and looked innocent, like a neighbor's younger brother, full of innocence.

General Yang's second son, Yang Quan, has sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and is a veteran of the battlefield. Although he is a bloodthirsty lunatic, he is handsome in appearance.

The newly crowned number one scholar, Cui Yulang, has a face full of peach blossoms and a spring smile. He looks like a romantic man and is loved by women.

As for Pei Wenxuan, it is actually difficult to capture one tenth of his charm in a painting. He has pheasant eyes and thin lips, and is as handsome as an immortal. His eyes are already extremely handsome in the painting, and he is even more enchanting in real life, with an appearance of a banished immortal that is difficult for ordinary people to escape.

Of course, it would be best to be a true immortal, but unfortunately, at heart, one is a blind jackal, tiger or leopard, and ultimately loses some artistic conception.

She lazily scanned four people, holding her chin up in thought. Li Ming saw her looking for a while and fiddling with the tea bowl, and couldn't help laughing: "Why did you look for so long? Didn't you find anyone you liked? I have checked the family backgrounds of these gentlemen for you. You just need to choose the one you like, and I will take care of the rest for you."

"It's not that I don't like any of them," Li Rong straightened up lazily, and said with some worry, "Rong'er just thinks that they are all good-looking and I want them all."

Hearing this, Li Ming, who was drinking tea, choked on his throat. Li Rong quickly stood up to appease Li Ming and said hurriedly, "I know I was wrong. I was just joking!"

Li Ming slowly recovered his breath. When he heard Li Rong say it was a joke, he calmed down a bit. He shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "You are also boring, scaring father like this."

"The main thing is that I really don't know how to choose. They all look good," Li Rong said. After thinking for a while, she stepped forward and rubbed Li Ming's shoulders, and said in a negotiating tone, "Father, how about giving me a chance to meet them?"

Li Ming listened to her words with a rather deep look in his eyes. Li Rong pretended to know nothing, as if she was speaking innocently.

She was taking a risk in saying this.

For Li Ming, her marriage was a test to see whether this daughter whom he had personally raised had become what he wanted her to be.

She had no doubts at that time, and did not have the slightest suspicion towards her father. Only then did Li Ming feel completely relieved, or in other words, softened his heart.

In the royal family, it is not only a game of means, but also an emotional confrontation. After all, people are not plants, and there is always some pitiful sincerity hidden under power. This is also the reason why her mother cultivated her to be flexible and adaptable in dealing with things, but never really mentioned too much about the dispute between the emperor and the empress in the court with her.

As long as she remained the innocent princess, her father would have some mercy on her. Just like when she married Pei Wenxuan, according to Pei Wenxuan's conditions, Princess Shang certainly could not do it, and she had no future, but she could live a stable life, which was still safe.

Now that she did not make a direct choice and raised a rebuttal, Li Ming would naturally be suspicious, but she still felt a little regretful in her heart about marrying Pei Wenxuan directly in this life.

After all, they are all such handsome young men. Let’s get to know them. What if a miracle happens?

Rumors are just rumors after all. What if they are untrue?

Li Rong tried to figure out Li Ming's thoughts, raised her hand to rub Li Ming's shoulders, and muttered, "I have been waiting for so many years. The most important thing for marriage is not appearance, but character. I think it would be better to pretend that I am an ordinary girl, let someone introduce me to them, meet them, have a chat, cultivate feelings first, and it would be best if they could take me out of the palace for a tour. I heard that the roast duck in Linglong Pavilion is the most delicious, the peach blossoms in Huguo Temple are also beautiful, and..."

"Stop, stop," Li Ming was amused by her joke, "Are you going to see your husband, or do you want to go out of the palace to play?"

"Of course I look at my husband seriously," Li Rong blinked, stretched out her hands to hug Li Ming and acted coquettishly, rocking Li Ming and saying, "Father, please, I am your most beloved daughter, you love me the most."

"Okay, okay."

Li Ming was coaxed and shaken by Li Rong, and he smiled helplessly: "Then let's meet. It's the time for the Spring Banquet soon. Didn't I give you a house in the suburbs of Beijing?"

Li Rong blinked, and after a moment, she pretended to react and asked in surprise, "Father wants me to hold the Spring Festival Banquet?"

"Your aunt holds banquets in the royal garden every year. You are also a princess, so why not hold a spring banquet?" Li Ming smiled and patted Li Rong's hand. "Father will assign some people to help you. When the spring banquet is held, invite these four people over. You can meet them privately behind the curtain and talk. However," Li Ming said seriously, "be reserved and don't lose face for the royal family."

"I know!" Li Rong was delighted. She said hurriedly, "I know that father treats me the best! I love father the most!"

"What about your mother?" Li Ming smiled, but Li Rong said seriously, "Of course I have to say good things about my mother when I see her, but she's too fierce. How can she be as good to me as my father?"

Hearing this, Li Ming burst into laughter, scratched her nose lightly, and cursed her with a smile: "Little flatterer."

They had a very pleasant meal, and when it was time to leave, Li Rong had four portraits taken away, and she walked out swaggering, looking like a proud little peacock.

As soon as she entered the sedan, Li Rong's smile suddenly disappeared and she became completely paralyzed.

After all, she was not really eighteen years old, and she acted very carefully in pretending to be cute and lovable, for fear of accidentally going too far and being noticed by Li Ming.

It wasn't really just royal feuds between Li Ming and her. She was his first child and a daughter, so his favor for her was not fake. It was just that power was at stake. Her mother's family was too powerful, and the older Li Ming got, the more he wanted to control power.

Together with her younger brother, Crown Prince Li Chuan is now sixteen years old.

Li Ming was a harsh and warlike king, while Li Chuan advocated benevolent rule and had many supporters in the court. A prestigious and capable son with opposite political views and even close to being a young man, a relative with military power, and a suspicious and manipulative king destroyed the trust of most people in the court.

She was involved in it, but she didn't realize it until she was eighteen. Then eighteen became the most difficult year of her life.

It was just such a difficult situation. Compared to Li Rong back then, Li Rong now was able to handle it with ease. She paused for a moment and whispered to the outside: "Jinglan."

Jinglan approached the sedan chair and whispered, "Princess."

"His Majesty will send the host of the Spring Banquet over in a while, you will receive him."

Jinglan was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and whispered, "I understand."

The so-called help was just surveillance. Li Ming monitored her, and she let Jinglan monitor those people.

She knew Jinglan was smart, so there was no need to make things too clear.

After a while, Li Rong thought for a moment, lifted the curtain with her golden fan, and waved to Jinglan.

Jinglan leaned over and asked in confusion, "Princess?"

"Find a few people," Li Rong lowered her voice and continued, "Go to these people's homes and keep an eye on them. Report everything they do to me." After saying this, Li Rong paused, and then instructed again, "Especially Pei Wenxuan."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater 1]

Li Rong: "From the looks of it, my four candidates for husbands include my neighbor's first love, Lu Yu, sister Yu, Yang Quan, mature woman Cui Yulang, and fairy sister Pei Wenxuan. I think the configuration is quite high."

Pei Wenxuan held up a banner: "I want to emphasize that this site's nickname is Zhen Jie Lie Fu, and only 1V1 is allowed. No description below the neck is allowed, and no detailed description above the neck is allowed. No content is allowed, whether it is physical or psychological. I am a very generous person, and I have never said anything about jealousy, nor have I shown any jealousy. The title of Jealous King has nothing to do with me. If you have any questions, please contact the official website of the author. Thank you."

Li Rong: "I don't trust you at all, you old man are so evil!!"

Reviewer: "Lock."

【Small Theater 2】

Pei Wenxuan: "Didn't you say you don't want to live with me anymore? Don't care about me? Don't want me? Now aren't you asking people to keep a close eye on me? Haha, you woman who says one thing and means another. I'm really different from those three scumbags."

Li Rong: "You're choosing a beauty pageant among scumbags and you're choosing someone who's superior? I'm keeping a close eye on you because you're such a standout among the four scumbags, and I'm afraid you'll do something weird!"

Pei Wenxuan: "You're going to marry me anyway, so stop bothering me."

Li Rong: "Why should I marry you?"

Pei Wenxuan: "I just want to ask who among these people can listen to me and give orders?"

Li Rong: "Indeed, a good dog!"

Pei Wenxuan: “…”