Ding Zhaorong gritted her teeth, pretended to be cheerful, and agreed immediately: "Of course, whatever my sister says is what I will do!"
The remaining screening was because the Queen Mother did not come and the Queen was easy to talk to, so not many people were screened out. Originally, it was planned to keep 500 people, but now there are 800 left.
Emperor Alexander Qian had just returned to Qingzhen Palace after finishing his official duties in the evening when he heard the news. Nathaniel Shangguan was sitting by the window, wrapped in a snow-covered coat, his pointed chin raised indifferently, his face expressionless.
Emperor Alexander Qian walked over and held his chin, asking, "Are you very happy?"
Nathaniel Shangguan turned his face away, his eyelashes fluttering quickly, and a tiny shadow flickered on his snow-white face. Emperor Alexander Qian saw this, and a little anger slowly rose in his heart. He couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and rubbed his face hard, whispering: "Don't say eight hundred, eight thousand is useless. Just stay here honestly."
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