The Mongolian princess took a step forward without even taking a breath and bowed to Emperor Kangxi, who was sitting at the head of the table. "My humble daughter is humble, and I hope Your Majesty will like it."
Emperor Kangxi clapped his hands intermittently, "Hahaha, this dance of the Mongolian princess is absolutely wonderful, it's amazing." It was the first time that Emperor Kangxi had seen such a dance, and it was really good.
"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty. It is my blessing to receive your praise." The Mongolian princess was very pleased to hear the emperor's words.
The Mongolian envoy stepped forward, placed his hand on his heart, saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, the princess has been learning this dance for nearly a year. Knowing she would be coming to the capital, she specially choreographed it and practiced diligently every day, just to present the best dance to the Qing Dynasty and His Majesty."
They came here this time just to form a marriage alliance with the Qing Dynasty. It would be best if the princess could be favored by the emperor. If not, appointing her to be the wife of a prince would also be a good choice. With the support of the Qing Dynasty, their tribe would be able to become stronger.
Emperor Kangxi naturally knew what the Mongolian envoy meant, but he had no intention of taking Mongolian women into the harem. However, several of his sons had reached the age for arranged marriages, and it would be a good idea to choose one of them and appoint a Mongolian princess as their wife.
On the other side, several princes who had reached the age of marriage were discussing whether the Mongolian princess would enter the emperor's harem after this selection.
But the Mongolian princess was really beautiful, and the Tenth Prince was deeply attracted by the Mongolian princess after seeing the wonderful dance just now.
Although I can't see her appearance clearly, but since she was sent here to marry, her appearance must be good.
Ever since the dance ended, the Tenth Prince's eyes have been on the face of the Mongolian princess.
He didn't even hear Xiao Shisan, who was sitting next to him, talking to him.
Xiao Shisan called out several times but received no response. He turned around to look at his tenth brother and saw that he was looking at one place. Following his gaze, he saw the Mongolian envoy and the Mongolian princess standing together and talking to the emperor. Xiao Shisan thought he was looking at the Mongolian envoy.
He reached out and patted his arm, whispering, "Tenth Brother, what's so good about that Mongolian envoy?"
The Tenth Prince was immediately brought back to his senses by the Thirteenth Brother's slap. Thinking of what he had just been thinking about, the Tenth Prince quickly calmed himself down, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
He said calmly, "Nothing."
Little Thirteen didn't think much about it and continued, "Tenth Brother, do you think that after this selection, the Emperor will keep this Mongolian princess in the harem?"
"I don't know, it should be, it shouldn't be." The Tenth Prince naturally didn't want the Mongolian princess to be favored by the Emperor. If so, maybe he still had a chance.
This year's talent show emperor also said that he would choose a wife that he would be satisfied with from among them, but after seeing the dance of the Mongolian princess just now, he felt that he seemed to be trapped.
I thought to myself, it would be great if the emperor could give this Mongolian concubine to me.
"I don't think so either. However, it's no exaggeration to say that the Mongolian princess's dance just now was so stunning that it moved the whole city. Any man would be attracted to such a woman." There was even a hint of regret in Xiao Shisan's words.
Ordinary people would be moved by her. If the emperor was really moved, this Mongolian princess might enter the harem without having to wait until the day of the selection.
The Tenth Prince naturally heard it as well, and his eyes darkened for a moment.
When Xiao Shisan saw that Tenth Brother didn't say anything and there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes, he was confused.
"Tenth brother, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." The Tenth Prince picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, concealing his inner emotions.
Seeing this, Xiao Shisan didn't say anything else, but sat in his seat and looked ahead.
The emperor did not say that he wanted to take the Mongolian princess into the harem, but his words implied that he wanted to marry the Mongolian princess to one of his sons who had not yet married.
When the Tenth Prince heard that, his eyes lit up instantly. Doesn’t this mean that he still has a chance? The Tenth Prince thought secretly in his heart.
The Mongolian princess was a little nervous at first. She knew that her father Khan wanted her to enter the emperor's harem, but she was unwilling.
Now after hearing what the emperor just said, the Mongolian princess felt much more relieved.
The emperor is too old, and there are so many princes in the palace. Even if I enter the harem, to put it bluntly, the emperor is already so old. If in the future... then I will be trapped in this harem for the rest of my life.
Fortunately, the emperor had no intention in this regard, and the Mongolian princess was naturally willing to be assigned to a prince.
The Mongolian princess felt that this kind of life was good enough, as she could be the master of her own household and have children.
After the banquet, everyone left slowly. The Tenth Prince was very happy. He thought about going to Yi E'niang in a few days to ask for her opinion.
Wen Mianmian returned to Zizhuyuan and wanted to wash up and take a bath before going to bed. She thought that the Fourth Master would not come over tonight, but unexpectedly, the Fourth Master walked in directly while she was taking a bath.
Wen Mianmian was squinting her eyes, and Shancha was massaging her shoulders to relax them. Shancha saw the Fourth Master and was about to pay her respects, but the Fourth Master waved his hand and asked Shancha to leave.
Shancha glanced at her master who was taking a bath with his eyes closed, then bowed and retreated silently.
The Fourth Master came over, rolled up his sleeves, and began to take over Shan Cha's job and give Wen Mianmian a massage.
Wen Mianmian squinted her eyes, but she could feel the difference in the strength of her shoulders. This was an extremely familiar strength, and Wen Mianmian knew who was behind her without even thinking about it. She didn't open her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up.
"Master, why are you here?"
"What? Don't you want me to come over?" The Fourth Master massaged Wen Mianmian's shoulders and neck with moderate strength.
The delicate skin under his hands, coupled with the scene of a beautiful woman bathing, if the Fourth Master did not have such good self-control, he would probably have eaten her up right now.
But tonight is a long night, and the Fourth Master is not in a hurry.
Wen Mianmian suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at the Fourth Master, "How is that possible? I wish the Master would come here every day."
"Oh, really? Mianmian misses me so much." The Fourth Master's big hand stroked Wen Mianmian's neck, making her neck itchy, and her body subconsciously stepped back.
The small hand took advantage of the situation and grabbed the Fourth Master's rebellious hand, "Of course, Master, don't you know? Why do you come to ask?" Wen Mianmian looked at him with some accusatory eyes.
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