As I thought about it, my thin palm that had applied to Kodan was clenched.

Such a good man with extraordinary temperament and talent and appearance should be able to gain a noble and virtuous wife again.

What future can a woman like Zhao Jiner have?

Will she complain to Qin Muxiu, saying that she was pushing her into the water by herself?

I don't know whether she dares.

When he returned to the prime minister's mansion, Wen Juzheng asked his daughter, "Which daughters have they chosen?"

Wen Chanjuan answered one by one.

"No one of the mothers' nobles should have suffered enough of the loss of the queen and Concubine Pang. She just wanted to find a few daughters from the small sect and the imperial heirs of Mianyan."

"Mianyan Emperor? Is the emperor not satisfied with the three princes now?"

Wen Juzheng refused to comment and suddenly sighed, "Juan'er, how old are you this year?"

"eighteen."

“Eighteen, eighteen.”

Wen Chanjuan immediately understood the meaning of her father, "Did the father want to marry her for his daughter?"

"Which young master do you like?" Wen Juzheng asked, his eyebrows were full of love, but his eyes were full of bottomless plans.

Wen Chanjuan's mind couldn't help but float across Qin Muxiu's face.

He bit his lips and did not answer positively, "Everyone said, I would marry one of the eldest prince or the second prince."

"Do you want to marry them?" The old father still smiled gently.

My father has always been a person who is right, and Wen Chanjuan knows that she has no room for resistance.

I just don’t know what he meant to ask himself with such kindness today?

"Forgive my daughter for being stupid and doesn't understand the deep meaning of her father."

"Others think you will marry one of the eldest prince or the second prince, not because they are princes, but because you must become the queen."

Wen Chanjuan's heart jumped up.

"Father......"

Wen Juzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you think the eldest prince and the second prince may become emperors?"

"My daughter is stupid and dare not speculate on the holy intention. However, today's talent show may be a signal. The emperor may have plans."

Wen Juzheng smiled and patted her shoulders that were so thin that it was a bit harsh. "Bing Xue is smart, and she deserves to be the good daughter who has been slaughtered and cultivated by her father."

Wen Chanjuan suddenly understood her father’s plan.

"Father, you don't want to..."

Wen Juzheng interrupted her, "Instead of pinning her hopes on those two useless princes, you should be the mother of the future emperor!"

Wen Chanjuan's eyes widened with her phoenix eyes.

"My father wants me..."

"That's right, I'm going to let you enter the palace for my father! You will only have the next prince, and for my father, you will be sure to ascend the throne and become the emperor. At that time, our Wen family will become the number one prominent family that looks down on Dong Qin!"

Wen Chanjuan stuttered for a while, but she didn't say the word "no".

Wen Juzheng talked again, "The last talent show was more than ten years ago. The emperor was a diligent wise ruler. He had no greed for the miss. He made such a big noise now. Obviously, he wanted to prepare for the candidate for the crown prince again. We must seize this opportunity. The Ming Dynasty met in the palace and discussed with the emperor to send you to the palace to be a show girl. I believe the emperor would definitely sell his true face and give you a good position directly. Juan'er, the glory and future of the Wen family are all entrusted to you!"

Wen Chanjuan mustered up the courage and asked, "What if the daughter can't give birth to a prince?"

Wen Juzheng smiled a little evilly, "You must have a prince."

With such a certain answer, Wen Chanjuan understood: her father had already made a complete plan.

If she really can't give birth, her father would also get her a "prince".
Chapter completed!