In the evening, Fuller prepared everything and brought the woman in white into the palace.
Previously, the woman had tried to imagine just what kind of person Mingyue Cheng was. Even when she saw the towering and magnificent Imperial Palace, she did not connect Mingyue Cheng with the Emperor. Only when she followed Fuller into the imperial study and saw Mingyue Cheng dressed in a yellow dragon robe did the woman realize his identity.
"You, you are the emperor?" The woman looked at Ming Yue Cheng in astonishment. Fowle frowned. "How dare you!"
That long and stern voice caused the woman to jump in fright and quickly kneel down. Fuller's tone further confirmed the woman's thoughts. Mingyue Cheng was the Emperor? Why did the Emperor buy her?
At this moment, the woman's heart was filled with worry. Without her parents, she was already a lonely person. Now that she had met Ming Yuecheng, she truly did not know what would happen in the future.
"How old are you? What's your name? "Mingyue Cheng didn't let the woman get up and just stared at her. Just now, Fowle had already asked the woman to change out of her white clothes and put on a simple yet elegant blue dress, which washed away some of the grief on her body.
"I … no, no, this commoner's name is Lan Caiyun, fifteen years old this year." Lan Caiyun knelt down, not daring to make a sound.
"Can you read?"
"Your Majesty, this commoner has studied in a private school with my father for a few years and can recognize a few words."
"En. Stand up and take two steps forward. "
Lan Caiyun was surprised by Mingyue Cheng's request, but she couldn't refute it. She could only stand up and walk around the imperial study according to Mingyue Cheng's request.
"Will you be loyal to me?"
Mingyue Cheng's next question made Lan Caiyun kneel on the ground with a "pa" sound. "Your Majesty helped this commoner bury my father, so this commoner is Your Majesty's servant. I will be loyal to Your Majesty for the rest of my life."
Mingyue Cheng remained expressionless as he listened to Lan Caiyun's words. He propped up his chin with one hand and tapped his face twice with his finger before nodding. "We will believe you for the time being! Fowle, take Caiyun to rest! From tomorrow onwards, arrange for the old nanny to teach her the etiquette of the palace. I want you to learn it in three days. Otherwise … you will have no value in existence. Understand? "
"This servant understands. This servant will definitely do her best …"
"Let's go —"
After settling Lan Caiyun down, Fuller returned to the imperial study.
"Your Majesty, I don't understand what you mean." Although he said he didn't understand, Fuller could more or less guess Mingyue Cheng's intentions, but he wasn't sure. After all, if Mingyue Cheng really thought that way, it would be too rash.
"Fuller, what do you think of Lan Caiyun?" Mingyue Cheng didn't directly answer Fuller's question. Instead, this question made Fuller even more certain of his own thoughts.
"Your Majesty, Lan Caiyun is too petty. I'm afraid she won't be able to control the harem."
Mingyue Cheng knew that this old man, who had followed him for many years, had guessed his true thoughts.
Indeed, Mingyue Cheng had intended for Lan Caiyun to participate in the consort selection. Since those people were not descendants of the royal bloodline, the country could not do without them. Later on, "forcing" him to accept a woman, then he would choose someone that would surprise everyone.
It was not that he did not know the tricks of the royal court, but he had given his heart to a woman named Feng Qiqi, and he did not have the time to deal with other women. However, the matter of the concubine selection had already been announced to the entire country. If he went back on his word, he was afraid that he would not be able to satisfy the people. Since that was the case, he would find a woman that he could control, such as Lan Caiyun.
In the afternoon, An Ying had found out about Lan Caiyun's background. She was an orphan girl without any background. As long as she was given a new identity and changed her appearance, she would be able to have a new start.
Empress? He had promised Feng Qiqi that even if she did not become his empress, this position was tailor-made for her. No one else was qualified to sit on it!
"Fuller, do you think I want to marry many women? I'd rather not have one if it's not what I want. "
Mingyue Cheng's words were filled with stubbornness and loneliness. Fuller looked at his master's determined eyes under the light and didn't know how to persuade Mingyue Cheng. Having served him for so many years, Fuller knew very well how stubborn the king in front of him was. Unfortunately, fate played tricks on people. Otherwise, Feng Qiqi would really be a perfect match for his master.
"Your Majesty, you have to think this through. The consort selection has already started, and Miss Lan has no backing. How do you intend to place her in the consort selection? "
"That's easy." Mingyue Cheng smiled. "The Prime Minister has set me up. If I need help, he will naturally help."
Three days later, Mingyue Cheng suddenly summoned Good to the palace, which puzzled him a little. The consort selection was about to begin, but the emperor suddenly summoned him. Could it be that he had something to tell him, or … did the emperor change his mind?
Good entered the imperial study with an uneasy heart. He looked at Mingyue Cheng carefully, but he didn't notice anything strange. Before he could say anything, Mingyue Cheng raised his head and said, "Uncle Good, sit!"
Fuller asked someone to bring a chair over and then distributed the rest of the people away. Only Mingyue Cheng and Good were left in the room, while Fuller stood at a distance to guard them.
After waiting for a long time, Mingyue Cheng kept talking about random things, which made Good's heart uneasy. As far as he knew, Mingyue Cheng was not an emperor who would spare time to chat with others. The imperial memorials on his desk were piled up like a small mountain. Now that Mingyue Cheng had stopped reading the memorials and chatted with him, it was too strange.
After waiting for a long time, Mingyue Cheng didn't get to the main topic. Good couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to speak. "Your Majesty, why did you summon me to the palace today? Is it about the consort selection tomorrow? Don't worry, Your Majesty. I know what to do. "
"Does the Prime Minister really know what to do?" Mingyue Cheng drawled, and he also changed the way he addressed Good from "Uncle" to "Prime Minister." This change, as well as the majesty in Mingyue Cheng's words, made Good's heart skip a beat.
"What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Good didn't understand, nor could he guess what the young emperor was thinking. His "peaceful measures before resorting to force" and the cadence of his voice really made Good feel uncertain. He didn't know what Mingyue Cheng was up to.
"Fuller, let him in!"
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