Jiang Siming suddenly glanced at Wang Yun, who had remained silent all this time. Apart from having an adopted daughter, Diao Chan, Wang Yun actually had a biological daughter of his own.
Diao Chan had told him this. Wang Yun's biological daughter had unusual features and was often mocked by others.
That was why Wang Yun never mentioned the matter and kept his daughter locked up in the estate, forbidding her from meeting anyone.
"Minister Wang, don't you also have a biological daughter at home? Why didn't you report her?" Jiang Siming asked.
At that question, all the ministers around them held back their laughter, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
Wang Yun was also terribly embarrassed. Stammering, he said, "Reporting to the Chancellor, Wang Yun does indeed have a biological daughter, but..."
"But what?" Jiang Siming asked curiously.
"It's just that my daughter has unusual features and a burly build, making her unsuitable as a candidate for Empress," Wang Yun admitted honestly.
Jiang Siming's eyes lit up, but he pretended to be magnanimous as he said, "We are making a fair selection. We can't judge solely by appearance. One day, I'll take Diao Chan to the Wang estate to meet her, and we'll see then."
"In that case... sorry for the trouble, Chancellor."
Wang Yun could only agree. At the same time, he felt a little secretly delighted. What if she actually gets chosen?
Several days later, Jiang Siming personally went to Dong Cheng's estate.
The entire Dong family, from the oldest to the youngest, had come outside early to welcome him.
"Greetings, Chancellor!"
The whole Dong family immediately saluted when they saw Jiang Siming, shouting in unison.
A girl standing behind Dong Cheng secretly sized up the youngest Chancellor in the history of the Han Dynasty.
Her