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The next morning, in the imperial garden of the palace, dozens of young maidens stood like flowers blooming in spring, poised beside the intertwining paths of lush green and crimson.
They were delicate or dignified, each vying for attention as they awaited their fate. Wei Yanwan stood among the crowd, appearing calm while secretly observing everything around her. She understood well that this selection process seemed fair but was fraught with hidden intricacies; a moment's carelessness could turn her into a pawn in someone else's game. She would not allow herself to be a puppet once more.
"Next, Wei Yanwan," called out the eunuch in a sharp voice. Taking a deep breath, Wei Yanwan straightened her back and walked forward with steady steps.
In the opulent main hall, Emperor Qianlong sat upon the dragon throne, his gaze sharp and imposing without needing to express anger. After exchanging glances with Jin Zhong behind Qianlong, Wei Yanwan lowered her eyes and approached, performing her greetings as required.
Hongli scrutinized the woman before him; she had a graceful figure and exquisite features, and her clear eyes revealed a tenacity that refused to yield. This immediately piqued his interest. "Lift your head so I can have a good look."
Wei Yanwan slowly raised her head, meeting his gaze. She answered Qianlong's questions with composure, neither servile nor arrogant, maintaining an appropriate demeanor throughout.
Hongli was quite pleased with Wei Yanwan's performance; he nodded slightly, signaling for her to step back. All of this was noted by Jin Zhong standing nearby. He silently acknowledged that Yanwan indeed possessed a resilient spirit. Even when faced with the man who had tormented her in her past life, she remained so calm and composed.
After the selection concluded, Wei Yanwan was retained in the Treasury of Elegance along with several other Selection Candidates.
As night fell and silence enveloped the palace, Wei Yanwan sat alone by the window, gazing at the bright moon above, lost in thought. She knew this was just the beginning of her true challenges. In this perilous harem, she must tread carefully to become the woman standing at the pinnacle of power!
While Wei Yanwan contemplated her plans quietly, Jin Zhong appeared silently outside her door, holding an exquisite wooden box. He gently knocked on the door and whispered, " Yanwan, it's me."
Wei Yanwan rose to open the door, her brows slightly furrowed as she asked softly, "What brings you here so late?"
Jin Zhong entered the room and placed the wooden box on the table. Upon opening it, several neatly arranged portraits lay inside, each accompanied by detailed descriptions.
"What is this?" Wei Yanwan asked, puzzled as she picked up a portrait depicting a charming young girl with a hint of arrogance in her eyes.
"This is one of the Selection Candidates who entered the residence with us," Jin Zhong explained in a low voice. "Her surname is Nalan, and she comes from the Manchu Yellow Banner. Her father is an Assistant Minister of Rites, highly favored by the Emperor."
"I have organized the portraits and information of the other Selection Candidates as well; you can take a look when you have time," Jin Zhong added.
A warmth flickered in Wei Yanwan's eyes as she replied softly, "Thank you. It's kind of you to remember these details."
"Doing this for you is my pleasure," Jin Zhong said, lowering his gaze to hide the deep affection in his eyes.
As Wei Yanwan flipped through the portraits in her hand, memories of these Selection Candidates from her past life surfaced in her mind. A cold smile crept onto her lips; these individuals had once climbed over her to rise in status. Now, she would make sure to step on each one of them!
In the following days, Wei Yanwan subtly showcased her advantages during daily interactions, utilizing the "intelligence" provided by Jin Zhong.
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