Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!-Chapter 174 - 147: Pick the Fool_2

"Tell me, which of these two do you like more?"

"I..."

Before Shen Jingxian could finish, the Empress suddenly covered her mouth, "Er Ya, you can’t choose both."

"Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm..." I didn’t choose both!

Hearing Shen Jingxian’s "defense", the Empress’s eyes suddenly filled with reproach, "Three is not allowed either."

Shen Jingxian gave up.

The Empress also gave up.

She chose to make her own judgment.

"Er Ya, do you trust your mother?"

Shen Jingxian didn’t understand why the Empress suddenly asked this, but her survival instincts told her that she should respond, "I trust you."

The Empress was very pleased, patting Shen Jingxian’s head affectionately, "Then let Mother take a look and see who is more suitable for you."

Shen Jingxian suddenly had a bad premonition.

However, perhaps it was because she had slept for too long, her body was still very tired; she barely managed to hold on for this moment, now feeling her limbs starting to go soft.

"Father, Mother, I want to sleep for a while."

The Emperor finally found an opportunity to sneak over, reaching out to pat Shen Jingxian’s head, "Sleep, Father will stay with you."

Shen Jingxian nodded, inhaling the scent on the pillow, and went back to sleep.

The Empress was not angry even though the Emperor stole her line; her mind was full of how to find the most suitable man for her daughter.

Originally, in her mind, Wen Ranchen was the most suitable: competent, smart, skilled, and determined, always putting her daughter first. For Shen Jingxian, titles like General or top scholar were just empty names.

To outsiders, such a man might seem foolish, giving up everything for a woman. But to the Empress, it was just right; her daughter wouldn’t suffer any grievances by marrying him.

Most importantly, for so many years, Wen Ranchen had maintained a clean reputation, without any rumors of flirtation with women. Some even speculated he might not be interested in women at all. In this regard, Fu Xuan lost completely.

After all, in Xingyang, Fu Xuan could be considered a regular at places of indulgence.

But precisely because of this, the Empress was moved.

She opened the door and stepped out; both Wen Ranchen and Fu Xuan looked up, seeing it was the Empress, and immediately saluted.

The Empress waved her hand, "No need for these formalities, come with me."

Fu Xuan was evidently a bit pressured in front of the Empress; although he tried his best to control himself, he was still somewhat nervous.

This tension wasn’t because the Empress was the Empress, but because she was the mother of the one he loved.

Wen Ranchen looked calm, the curve of his mouth unchanged, as if nothing could stir ripples in his heart aside from the Princess.

Fu Xuan glanced at Wen Ranchen’s demeanor, clicked his tongue, pretending.

The two followed the Empress to a small kitchen. They hadn’t yet realized the severity of the situation, thinking the Empress had called them to bring out prepared dishes for the Princess.

Little did they know, the small kitchen had nothing; only fresh chickens, ducks, and fish being raised in the yard at the back.

The Empress dismissed the cooks and said to them, "Go to the back and catch a chicken."

The two of them were smart, immediately catching the key in the Empress’s words: one chicken.

Not two, not three, but one, which meant only one of them could succeed.

Fu Xuan recalled his agreement with the Empress and knew she was giving him a chance.

For this opportunity, he had waited seven years; he absolutely could not lose.

Fu Xuan was only a month younger than Shen Jingxian. Though he called her "sister" all day, his mind was sharper than three Shen Jingxians combined.

Since he was a child, he understood the importance of nurturing feelings from a young age.

He liked the Princess, but there was always an annoying figure around her. He couldn’t drive that person away, but he knew that with parental consent, he could marry the Princess without her approval; he just needed her parents’ consent.

Thus, when he was only seven, Fu Xuan went to the Empress, expressing his wish to marry the Princess and asking if she could promise the Princess to him.

Perhaps because it involved her most cherished daughter, the Empress did not brush Fu Xuan off like a child’s joke. Instead, she seriously explained the relationship between the adopted kings and the orthodox Imperial Family.

Especially since his father wasn’t an ordinary adopted king but one with military power and influence.