Chapter 3077
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The next second, Song Tan immediately shook her head and said, "Sisters, please don't tell anyone about this. I … I want to stay in the Eastern Palace, even if it's as a maid … At least I won't have to be ordered around by her …"
"But what if she is chosen as the Crown Princess?" Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes, and a glint of darkness flashed through her eyes. "Wouldn't you be sending a lamb to the tiger's den?"
Song Tan quickly sighed softly and said, "It's her lifelong dream to be able to marry a ladder. If she can become the Crown Princess, I'm afraid she won't make things difficult for me anymore."
"Naive! You're so naive! "Geying sighed helplessly." Some fates you can never escape. "
"Don't worry." After a long time, Luo Qingchen thought for a long time about what to say. In the end, she just said lightly, "Ning Qian 'er can't become the Crown Princess."
Song Tan and Ge Ying looked at each other, both showing a puzzled expression.
Although there were many people sending women to Murong Ci, whether it was the imperial court, the imperial harem, or even the pugilistic world. But whether it was in terms of identity or status, Ning Qian 'er was a well-deserved candidate for the Crown Princess.
But why was the princess of Seyxue Country so sure that Ning Qian 'er couldn't become the Crown Princess before the election had even begun?
Luo Qingchen didn't say much. She just gave Song Tan and Geying some medicine and watched them rest well.
No matter what happened, she would shoulder it.
She didn't sleep all night. It was almost the day of the Crown Princess election, but she just couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tossed and turned.
Why did she have such a strange feeling, as if it was a very unreal feeling?
As for why it was unreal, she couldn't tell.
At the same time, in the Crown Prince's bedroom.
Ning Yuan recounted to him what had happened in the remote area today. His monologue had vividly described what had happened at the scene.
"The princess of Seyxue Country?" Murong Ci narrowed his eyes and murmured with a puzzled expression, "She really said that and did it?"
"Isn't that so?" Ning Yuan continued, "No matter how rude and unreasonable Miss Ning is, she can always infuriate her to death with just a few words, as if she can deflect a thousand catties with four taels. I heard that in the end, he was so angry that he rolled his eyes and went straight back to complain to Prime Minister Ning. "
"Interesting." Murong Ci took a sip of tea and raised his eyes slightly. "Tomorrow, there will be a banquet for the crown prince's consort selection. I want to see if this so-called princess you speak of is as powerful as you say."
In the Mu Kingdom, a banquet would be held before every major consort selection or coronation.
This would allow the crown prince or the king to have a better understanding of these women and make a better choice.
"Yes." "I'm almost done investigating the evidence of the Eighth Prince's bloodbath at Green Hill," Ning Yuan replied. "As long as Your Highness orders it, I'll make it public."
"There's no rush." Murong Ci's cold eyes narrowed as a faint smile appeared on his lips. "He actually doesn't care about losing his reputation in Jianghu. All he cares about is the throne of Mu Country."
"Your Highness means …"
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