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"But …" Yang Qingfeng still hesitated a little, he touched his own face, and felt that his skin was rough, because he has been walking outside all year round, his skin did not have proper protection, and he even had a pair of delicate hands, he really was nothing, what qualifications did he have to compete with others? Father, he probably sent the wrong person.

Qing Yan looked at him with disdain in her heart. She knew that he was timid because of his appearance once again, so she looked down on him even more. His father clearly spoke more highly of him than her father in front of the emperor, so why didn't he make full use of his power in the outside world and think about how bad he was?

Qing Yan looked at the tangerine on the table, picked out the smallest one, peeled off its skin, and gave half to Yang Qingfeng, saying: "Look, this tangerine, it looks like it is malnourished in this group, its outer appearance is small, but it doesn't taste sour at all right? Brother Qingfeng, you naturally have your strengths, but how can you know without trying? In the imperial harem, there are many things that nourish the skin. I believe that in the future, Big Brother Qingfeng will definitely look good. "

After Qingyan had made such a deep metaphor, Yang Qingfeng no longer pitied himself. He slowly savored the orange and answered: "Then we can go together to invite the other young masters of the Palace of Liu-Li to find Imperial Consort Yi and see what the King likes. We can give him what we want, but what does Qingyan think?"

Qing Yan didn't quite agree with his words. It was said that this Nan Xuan was not as gentle and seductive as the rumors had said. Otherwise, how could he have sent Gu Mo Yan, who was favored by the emperor, to the Clear Stream Restaurant? However, his suggestion was not bad. He wanted them to test out the Emperor's preferences one by one, so that he could understand more clearly. When the time came, as long as the Emperor didn't like them and was pregnant with his child, wouldn't he be afraid that the Emperor Palace wouldn't be his?

When a group of young masters dressed in red, green, green, cyan, cyan, purple and purple clothes arrived at Yi Nanxuan's palace, it gave her a great fright.

He had heard that the King had sent a batch of new talents to the palace, and a few of them had even been conferred third rank contestants. However, he knew that those people were just empty names.

By the time Yi Nan Xuan had recruited them all into the garden, there were already more than a dozen people gathered on the stone block. Yi Nan Xuan had already summoned all of them into the garden, there were already more than a dozen people sitting on the stone block.

"Young master Yi, Ruo Nan has just invited the Palace to come visit us, there are still many rules we do not understand, so we came here specifically to consult with our brothers, we are sorry to bother you, young master, but I hope you can tell us more about them." Ruonan came from an aristocratic family with a poetic aura and the aura of a book. His words were very proper, making Yi Nanxuan feel as if they entered her ears.

"Hmm?" Like what? Don't you understand? As long as you have peace and quiet, you can do as you wish with the king's people. In the imperial harem, I am the one with the highest position, and there is no need for you to come and greet me every day. As for when the king comes for the imperial harem, that is not something that I can guarantee. " Yi Nanxuan explained the basic situation of the imperial harem in one go. If they knew, they wouldn't have asked such a question.

"Then... "Does young master know which type the king likes?" Ruonan opened his mouth hesitantly, his face flushed red with embarrassment. He had been coerced by the group of people behind him to ask this Imperial Concubine.