Miss Ling swept her cold gaze over them before she spoke, “In three days, the Lord will select four of you to serve the King in the palace. This will be a supreme honor for you, so seize the opportunity.”
The hall was utterly silent; no one’s face showed excitement, let alone a hint of joy.
Miss Ling had anticipated this outcome and remained silent.
“Prepare well. Anyone who falls ill or encounters any problem during these three days will be caned to death.”
These words completely sealed off everyone’s escape route, leaving them with no other means of evading the election.
As soon as Miss Ling left, the hall erupted in the sound of sobbing.
“Woo, woo, what should I do? What if I’m chosen?”
“I don’t want to enter the palace.”
“Woo, woo…”
…
These words echoed from various mouths. No one wanted to enter the palace, except Bei Yutang.
Previously, she had planned to find an opportunity to enter the palace after reaching the second level.
Now, it was like someone offering a pillow while you were sleepy.
“Don’t worry. There are so many of us, and only four will be chosen. It doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll be chosen. Don’t overthink it.”
“Bei Yutang will definitely take one of the spots, and the other three spots might not even be ours.”
Many people consoled the weeping people and pulled Bei Yutang out.
Those who usually looked at Bei Yutang with dissatisfaction and envy now looked at her differently. They all looked at her with sympathy, the eyes that were unmistakably those of a dying person.
In everyone’s eyes, the imperial palace was a den of dangers. Numerous palace maids and eunuchs perished daily, especially the beauties who served the King, who were particularly short-lived.
Large numbers of beauties were regularly sent to the palace, but the King’s harem was never fully filled. These beauties, upon entering, perished within three months.
Many beauties, upon meeting the King for the first time, had their necks broken by him in less than a minute. Over the years, the longest-lived beauties lived for a mere three months.
Serving the King in the palace was like being guillotined; death was inevitable after three months.
Hence, when Miss Ling mentioned this just now, everyone reacted in this way.
Among them, all the dancers who were outstanding in appearance were pale. They were afraid that they would be chosen.
Bei Yutang had the best appearance among them, so she was naturally indispensable for these four places.
Everyone expected Bei Yutang to be frightened and burst into tears, but her expression remained calm, as if she didn’t take the matter to heart at all.
Several dancers who often opposed Bei Yutang couldn’t bear to see her like this, so they approached her.
“Yutang, although you only have three months left to live, at least you’ve enjoyed three months of wealth and glory, which is worth it.” Ah Cai said with a comforting face, but the gloating in her eyes could not be concealed.
“I heard the King is handsome. For a lowly slave like you to serve him is an unparalleled honor.” Another dancer chimed in.
“Oh, don’t scare her. Yutang is such a great dancer. Perhaps her dance can captivate the King and break the three-month curse.” Ah Yu said with a smile, but there was a sting in her words.
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