At this point, many of the girls were in high spirits and were looking forward to being selected.
As for whether or not they could handle the intrigue of the royal family after marrying in, no one cared.
The invisible competition was being carried out all across the table, cliques and groups had already formed in a short time, and the smell of gunpowder was frequent.
Concubine Lavanya had a panoramic view of this and felt satisfied in her heart. After the last farce with her son's marriage, she had not been happy for a long time
But now, looking beautiful and talented and with their family's power, she felt better. It would have been better if it was only meant for her sons and not the crown prince
Since these were girls, the usual palace entertainment was switched to a musician wearing a light veil to blow the flute. Xie Han's eyes sharpened when he landed on the woman's figure.
She was familiar.
