Mei Kaishao remained unfazed and let them look at her until the person who caused a sensation repeated, "Come here."
She raised her eyes and looked at Murong Binghan, her clear black and white eyes looking good, her tone neither humble nor overbearing, "The Third Prince is calling me?"
"Yeah," still in a casual tone.
There was no other way, Mei Kaishao could only walk over. If it were before, she would never have had much contact with such a man.
It was too dangerous, and dangerous things often meant trouble.
For example, the obvious jealousy of the showgirls towards her had already made her feel that there would be a lot of things to deal with in the future.
Apart from being interested in catching criminals, she really couldn't be bothered with anything else.
While she was lost in thought, a pleasant sandalwood scent seemed to be within reach, and the breath brushed against her skin, giving her a tingling sensation.
Then, in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't lose too early, making this prince feel bored."
Mei Kaishao paused, watching the man walk away, her eyes flashing slightly.
It seemed that the Third Prince had just spoken to help her out of the situation...
On the side, Murong Changhong was still dumbfounded.
The person who had not yet walked far spoke in a languid tone but with a self-contained intimidation, "Seventh Brother, let's go."
If anyone under the sun could suppress the little devil, it was probably the Third Prince, apart from the current emperor.
Murong Changhong had always admired his third brother, and now, upon hearing Murong Binghan's words, he didn't linger in the pavilion but followed suit.
Murong Ye, on the other hand, stared at Mei Kaishao intently. After a moment, he slowly stepped towards her, his steps steady and simple, yet exuding a strong sense of disdain out of thin air, "Don't think that participating in the selection can change anything. Remember your own identity!"
With that, without waiting for anyone's reaction, he also disappeared at the end of the path.
Faced with this strange situation, Mei Kaishao just sneered and pursed her lips, as if speaking to herself, and as if responding to Murong Ye's words, "I'm sorry, I most enjoy playing the game of turning the tables..."
Huh... when did it become someone else's turn to dictate to her?
The selection?
It wouldn't be bad to win and have some fun...
The next day.
Mei Kaishao was summoned to the courtyard of Fenghe Pavilion by the steward.
Also present were Mei Taiyan and Fang Meier.
An elegantly dressed old woman stood there, and even the best rouge couldn't cover the wrinkles on her face. She walked gracefully to Mei Taiyan and Fang Meier, and respectfully greeted them, "This old servant, Rong Qi, pays her respects to the two young ladies."
"Please don't do this, it would be too much for us younger ones." Mei Taiyan quickly reached out to help, her face full of respect. She had long heard from her mother that this servant named Rong Qi had served the queen for many years. To win the top prize in this selection of showgirls, the first thing to do was to please this old servant.
Rong Qi smiled with satisfaction and sighed, "Indeed, you are a renowned beauty. Today, upon meeting you, it is indeed extraordinary. I hope that when Miss Mei becomes noble in the future, she will remember this old servant."
"Don't tease Taiyan, Rong Qi." Mei Taiyan blushed slightly at the appropriate moment, and in the moment she lowered her head, the beautiful eyes shimmered with an indescribable charm.
Rong Qi affectionately patted her hand and then said with a smile, "I have two sets of clothes here for you and Miss Fang. Dress up and make yourselves presentable. At dusk today, the emperor and empress will summon the showgirls in the Imperial Garden. Miss Mei, seize the opportunity and don't disappoint Lady Su and this old servant."
Upon hearing this, Mei Taiyan nodded with gratitude, and even tears of insincerity welled up in her beautiful eyes.
[End of this chapter]