The magic doctor explodes the cute concubine

Chapter 390
"Yingluo, be more modest." Bai pointed out.

But Mu Yingluo was a little impatient when she heard that, "Mother, no matter what method I use, I have managed to get the title of Fourth Princess. You and my father have never cared about me. Now I am the most promising. Because Brother Liancheng In the future, besides the prince, maybe the one with the most potential will become the emperor! Maybe I will be the queen in the future!"

After throwing down this sentence heavily, Mu Yingluo also left the flower hall.

In fact, Mu Yingluo's life is not satisfactory, except for Mu Shanhu who is several years older than her.Although she is one year older than Mu Xuanji, she is closer.But she is the elder sister in name, but her father and mother have said that she is not as good as the third sister since she was a child, and asked her to listen to Mu Xuanji.Mu Xuanji is a good girl in everyone's eyes, a lady of everyone.The female workers of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are proficient in everything.And she... is not good at being a female worker, and her piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting are all at a half-baked level.Compared with Mu Xuanji, it is indeed worse than half.

Father and mother asked her to listen to the third sister, but Mu Yingluo obeyed on the surface.

She has also been looking forward to the day when she can be taken seriously.Now, except for Mu Furong, that bitch, she is the most powerful person in my mother's hands, but my mother still cares about Mu Xuanji!Not her Mu Yingluo.

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Standing in the main hall, Mu Furong thought of the moment when she saw the emperor just now, she who was usually thick-skinned and thick-skinned, blushed in embarrassment because of the quarrel in front of the Golden Luan Hall.

Until now her face was burning like fire, she glared at Huangfu Didu who was standing beside her complainingly.

Originally, according to the rules, Emperor Huangfu was King Jing, and Mu Furong was not qualified to stand with him on an equal footing in front of the Golden Luan Hall.But his persistence made her helpless...

After paying homage to the emperor, I waited for the emperor to show me.

And the emperor has been in a complicated five-flavored bottle mode from just now to now.

Qi'er, his most beloved, actually...would say the words of loving her for a woman, the kind of humane words...

Even Xue Qianxun, the younger sister of Kunlun Mountain, couldn't make him smile.

A Mu Furong...but she can do everything.

She broke all his rules.

This made the emperor feel extremely emotional when he re-examined Mu Furong.

After a while, he said slowly: "Mu Furong, first of all I want to ask you three questions!"

"Excuse me, Your Majesty." Wei Wei stretched her body, her emotions had already calmed down, she looked at the current Holy Majesty who was on the highest position with neither humble nor overbearing expression.

Emperor Huangfu and Wenwu of the Manchu Dynasty looked at His Majesty at the same time. Emperor Huangfu was a little nervous. According to the original method, there is no such thing as asking a question, and the marriage should be granted directly!Just set a wedding date.

"What do you think of the situation in the world and my governance of the country..."

Sitting on the dragon chair, His Majesty the Emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, had sharp eyes full of wisdom.

Emperor Huangfu was taken aback for a moment, this question was the same question that Mu Furong didn't answer but won without a fight when he was choosing a concubine.

But this time, it seemed that she was not given the right to abstain.

To evaluate an emperor's governance of the country, if one says it is not good, he will be beheaded.

His heart began to beat a drum.

Mu Furong lowered her head halfway, and frowned. She never thought that the emperor would ask this question.

Do you really want to take advantage of the problem to kill her?
She thought for a while, cleared her throat, and borrowed a phrase from Grandpa Mao.

"Jiang-shan-like-this-many-delicate, attracts countless heroes to bow down. I cherish the Qin Emperor and Hanwu, a little less literary talent; Tang Zong and Song Zu, a little less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend a bow and shoot a big eagle. In the past, count the romantic figures, and look at the present."

(End of this chapter)