The Emperor seemed quite pleased with this Qiu Rong, laughing as he said, "Who would have thought that the boorish Qiu Qi could raise such a lovely daughter."
Qiu Rong, confident and forthright, replied, "My features resemble my mother's."
"So, it is," the Emperor chuckled, his gaze shifting to Jiang Ning, his face full of benevolence, "Princess Consort, you may take Qiu Rong back with you. Take care of her well."
The imperial concubines were greatly shocked.
Did the Emperor just award Qiu Rong to the Crown Prince?
Was this still the same Emperor they knew, who couldn't resist gathering all the beauties in the world?
The Empress, after her initial astonishment, chuckled inwardly.
The Princess Consort had it coming, with such power during the selection, she had just left such a beauty behind.
Did she not expect that this beauty was not favored by the Emperor, but was instead sent to the East Palace?
If the Crown Prince also fell for this woman, that would be a real spectacle.