With handsome eyebrows and firm outlines, and speaking so gently, the seven-year-old Wei Mianmian was immediately struck by lightning. From then on, she was fascinated by this handsome and powerful emperor. At that moment, she swore that she would enter the palace to be the queen in the future.

When I was a child, my parents thought that children were innocent and even thought they were cute, so they didn't control them. They often teased her, "Who do you want to marry when Mianmian grows up?"

She will definitely say tits, "Master!"

Because of this, a self-suggestion gradually formed in her heart: she was a woman who must become the emperor.

After she grew up, she knew it was impossible to be a queen, but as soon as the news of the draft came out, she ignored the objections of everyone in her family and must participate.

After a few days of hunger strike, her parents couldn't resist her, so she had to let her go.

On the day she entered the palace, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

After entering the palace, reality was suppressed little by little, and she realized that the emperor's women were not necessarily happy.

Fortunately, she has a cheerful temperament and slowly accepted the reality: if she cannot be favored, she will be enough to look at the dream-ridden figure from afar.

Wen Chanjuan glanced at her, "Are you here to ask me about the emperor? On the first day we entered the palace, the nanny in charge told everyone, keep her duty well, and do not be smart enough to figure out your heart. Have you forgotten it all?"

Wei Mianmian was scolded and blushed, "I...I don't mean that, I just care about the emperor..."

"The emperor doesn't need your care. It's enough for you to care about yourself. I'm not feeling well, so come back. If there is no need in the future, it's best not to come to me often. The queen doesn't like the concubines forming cliques the most."

Wei Mianmian's lips opened slightly, and she didn't say anything. She hugged the osmanthus cake and left Qiu Wuxuan in a daze.

After wandering around the imperial garden aimlessly, I came to a swing that was rarely visited, sucked a handful of tears, sat down and ate the osmanthus cake in big mouthfuls.

Emperor...What does the emperor mean?

Why did you choose these beautiful girls but ignore them?

Do you really want them to exhaust their youth little by little in the palace and eventually become part of this cannibalistic harem?

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Did my love when I was young ending like this tragic ending?

"Which palace is wronged? Why are you crying here?"

A loud and powerful male voice suddenly came from behind.

Wei Mianmian was so scared that she jumped off the swing frame, and the osmanthus cake spread all over the floor.

When I looked back, I was shocked and thundered, "Emperor, Emperor?"

While Zhao Jiner instructed Emperor Wen of Jin to treat him, as long as his body allows him, he should continue to exercise as before, so that he will not become weak quickly.

Emperor Wen of Jin would come here every day to fight a set of fists.

I didn’t expect that there was a little girl here today, a little girl who ate osmanthus cake.

Well, it looks familiar, I can't remember where I've seen it.
Chapter completed!