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The Fourth Prince's eyes kept flickering, and his fingers were unconsciously stroking the exquisite jade pendant around his waist.

He secretly wondered, if he really chose to give way, would he be mercilessly mocked and ridiculed by his other brothers?

This is really a headache!

Looking at the Fifth Prince again, he was now clenching his fists tightly, as if he was using up all his strength.

In his mind, he carefully weighed the various effects that doing so might have on his position in the palace.

Those complicated thoughts surged in his mind like the tide, but they flashed across his eyes in just a moment.

As for the Ninth Prince, his eyes seemed a little uncertain, as if he was trying to find a sufficient reason that would allow him to finally make up his mind.

However, facing this difficult situation, how easy is it to find such a perfect reason?

Princess Fuxia raised her head slightly, frowned slightly, and revealed a barely perceptible stubbornness in her expression.

Those eyes, as bright as autumn water, are now shining with an indomitable light, just like the bright stars in the night sky, shining brightly.

She stood straight, her back as hard as steel, her eyes looking straight ahead with determination, like a towering mountain that would never fall.

That determined look seemed to be silently declaring to the princes present: No matter what, he would never accept this special courtesy!

In an instant, that resolute look was like a flash of lightning across the sky, causing everyone present to tremble.

I saw the hem of her gorgeous skirt swaying gently in the breeze, like a delicate flower dancing and swaying in the wind, but even so, it could not shake her resolute posture in the slightest.

Looking at that meticulously carved face again, her tightly bitten lower lip is clearly visible, revealing her immense persistence and perseverance deep in her heart.

Her skin, which was originally as white as snow, was faintly flushed due to her excitement, like a ripe apple, making her look even more charming.

However, although everyone's eyes were focused on her, Princess Fuxia remained calm and unmoved.

She insisted on standing behind the princes and was not willing to break this seemingly insignificant but actually extremely sensitive and fragile balance because of her noble status.

The breeze quietly blew through her hair, gently lifting a few strands of it high up, but no matter how hard the wind blew, it could not shake her rock-hard determination.

At this moment, there was silence all around, even the air seemed to be frozen. People held their breath, staring intently at the elegant princess.

Her feet were firmly planted on the ground, without any intention of retreating.

Just like that, Princess Fuxia stood quietly there. Although she said nothing, the powerful aura and tenacious strength emanating from her body had already deeply shocked the hearts of everyone present.

When those respected old princes saw how determined and brave Ye Zifen was, they all nodded approvingly.

Their weathered eyes sparkled with admiration for Ye Zifen, as well as an indescribable thoughtfulness.

When the princes present saw how steadfast Ye Zifen was, even if they were dissatisfied or had other ideas, they could not say anything more at this moment.

The faces of these princes had different expressions and each had his own thoughts.

Some of the princes had a helpless look on their faces, as if they were powerless to change Ye Zifen's decision; some of the other princes quietly revealed a hint of jealousy that was not easily noticed by others.

Just like that, everyone began to line up in the predetermined order and walked slowly inside.

However, in the row where Ye Zifen was, she was the only one alone, with no one standing around her.

But she still straightened her spine, and her eyes as bright as stars always looked straight ahead firmly, and her lonely figure actually revealed a different kind of stubbornness.

At this time, the breeze blew gently, blowing up the corners of her clothes slightly, as if whispering about her uniqueness.

Behind her followed a group of officials from the imperial court.

Each of these officials had a solemn and dignified look on their faces. Although they marched in uniform steps, their seemingly steady steps could not conceal the various speculations and estimates in their hearts.

Some people would even secretly glance at Ye Zifen when others weren't paying attention, their eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

Everyone maintained a solemn attitude and continued to move forward, but in fact, almost no one was nostalgic for the unique style that Ye Zifen had just displayed.

When everyone slowly walked to the magnificent and magnificent hall, they stopped and stood in unison.

Before long, civil officials and military officers quickly stood on both sides of the hall, with a tacit understanding as if they had rehearsed countless times.

The princes understood what was meant and dispersed in an orderly manner.

At this moment, Ye Zifen slowly walked with the princes to the side where the military officers were.

She was wearing an exquisite and gorgeous official uniform today, looking heroic and her figure was as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain.

That pure and elegant face revealed a look as calm as water, which made people look at her sideways.

At this moment, a loud and majestic voice came from outside the palace: "The Emperor has arrived!"

This loud shout was like a thunder, instantly breaking the original silence.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone knelt down and performed a solemn kneeling ceremony.

Ye Zifen followed the other officials without hesitation and performed the standard official kneeling ceremony, which was not the etiquette performed by ordinary women.

Her movements were skillful and smooth, without any sense of delay. She first knelt gracefully, then her forehead touched the cold ground firmly, and her whole body was lowered tightly.

In an instant, the huge hall became silent, so quiet that one could even hear everyone's gentle breathing.

Strands of golden sunlight filtered through the exquisitely carved window lattices, sprinkling onto the smooth ground, illuminating the long shadows of the people lying on the ground, like a quiet and sacred painting.

However, in such a solemn atmosphere, Ye Zi's heart did not feel the slightest ripple.

At this moment, all her attention was focused on the entire set of rigorous etiquette in front of her.