Zhao Ling seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly came back to her senses when she heard Mu Ci's voice. She stood up and turned towards Mu Ci: "Thank you for your grace."
Mu Ci spared Zhao Ling's courtesy, but saw that Zhao Ling kept looking at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Zhao Ling smiled back: "I am just amazed at the beauty of the empress. I have exceeded the rules."
Others thought that Zhao Ling was flattering Mu Ci, but Mu Ci felt that there was something in Zhao Ling's words. Maybe it was because of the recent rumors that Dugu Liancheng stayed at Yong'an Palace that Zhao Ling was wary.
After the greeting ceremony was over, everyone exited Yong'an Palace one by one.
Just as Mu Xue was about to leave, she suddenly heard Zhao Ling's voice: "Sister, please stay."
Mu Xue looked back at Zhao Ling, a little surprised that Zhao Ling would stop her.
Normally, she and Zhao Ling were rivals, they didn't like each other, and they rarely spoke. How could Zhao Ling get together on her own today?
"I wonder if sister has time, why don't I go sit with my sister for a while." Zhao Ling showed a bright smile.
Mu Xue was wary.
As the saying goes, showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
Zhao Ling had never had any contact with her, but he was getting close to her at this juncture, so she was more on guard.
It would be a big deal if anything happened to Zhao Lingli's Long Si and it was her fault.
She was thinking about it in her heart, but her face remained calm. She smiled and replied: "I have other things to do, so I won't be free."
When Zhao Ling first heard that she called herself my wife, she knew that Mu Xue was worried.
She smiled and said: "Then let's take a walk like this. My sister is pregnant now and can't be by your side. My sister just wants to know where the emperor rested last night."
Muxue couldn't answer for a while.
She slept in a side hall, and then was carried to another side hall. How could she know where the emperor rested?
"Isn't my sister sleeping on the dragon couch?" Zhao Ling joked when Muxue didn't answer.
Mu Xue's eyes flashed slightly.
It is true that she had never slept on the dragon couch. Every time she slept in the side hall, Zhao Ling could not have wanted to show off in front of her. She slept on the dragon couch where the emperor usually slept.
"It turns out that my sister and my sister are not sleeping on the dragon couch, so my sister feels much more comfortable." Zhao Ling noticed the difference in Mu Xue's expression and answered with a smile.
Muxue was a little surprised when she heard what she said, but she didn't say anything.
However, Zhao Ling's smile was a little weird, maybe she was overthinking.
"Since my sister is busy, I won't bother you." Zhao Ling said, touching her abdomen: "My sister hopes to give birth to a dragon heir. If she can give birth to a little prince, that would be the best."
After saying that, she got on the chariot and walked away quickly.
Lan Xin lightly sneered: "Is it great to have an imperial heir? Master, don't take it to heart. The emperor is pampering you now. Maybe you will be pregnant with the little imperial heir soon."
Mu Xue responded lightly, "I hope so."
What Zhao Ling said just now made her feel confused.
At the moment, she doesn't want to cause more trouble, she just wants the Longevity Festival to pass smoothly.
The emperor had ordered her to sleep with him one after another in recent days. She hoped that the emperor could give her some cold shoulder, otherwise all the women in the harem would stare at her, and she would easily become the target of public criticism.
After experiencing Yun Xi's incident, she knew that the harem could be doomed if not careful, and she didn't want to end up like Yun Xi.
Her father also specifically warned her to be careful, especially to prevent Mu Ci from making trouble for her.
In the blink of an eye, the Longevity Festival is here.
This was Dugu Liancheng's first birthday after he ascended the throne, and the occasion was unprecedented.
For a grand ceremony like today, Mu Ci, as the Queen Mother, has to dress up for the trip. Last night, the Clothing Bureau sent over a set of clothes specially made for the Longevity Festival, with complex patterns and perfect colors.
She was neatly dressed, combed her hair and put it into a bun, and then put on a golden bow set with twelve gems.
Mu Ci held Sizhu's hand and appeared in front of people, with a straight face, showing her grace and elegance.
Everyone could not help but marvel at the beauty of the current Queen Mother and her unparalleled noble temperament.
Today, everyone in the harem is all dressed up, and everyone is dressed up carefully for the Longevity Festival.
Although everyone was dressed very formally, they could not compare to Mu Ci's graceful demeanor and her innate nobility and coolness.
As for Dugu Liancheng, he was naturally dressed in military uniforms on such a big day. Compared with his usual dragon robes, he looked more solemn and solemn at this moment.
As soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.
Next, the emperor accepted the homage of the princes and ministers wearing python robes and robes, and the scene was grand and grand.
As the Queen Mother, Mu Ci often had to stand by Dugu Liancheng's side. After all, being the Queen Mother on such a big day was also very tiring.
After a busy day, I have to attend a dinner party in the evening. This time is much more relaxed than the seriousness during the day.
In addition to the concubines and concubines from the harem and palaces attending the banquet, princes, ministers and the ladies of the imperial court also appeared.
Mu Ci saw Geng sitting next to Mu Zhi, but what he was thinking about was the scene at the New Year's Eve banquet.
That night was the most glorious day for the Lin family. Recently, the Bai family entered the Mu Mansion. It must be difficult for the Lin family, right?
"What do you want to eat? Let Li Yu get it." Dugu Liancheng's voice rang in Mu Ci's ears.
Mu Ci was about to speak, but she didn't know that Dugu Liankua suddenly held her hand under the table. No matter how calm she was, she was still frightened by his Meng Lang at this moment.
She lowered her voice and scolded: "What are you doing? Let go!"
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held her hand tighter. She was afraid that others would see the clues, so she was anxious in her heart, but she didn't dare to make any big moves.
Dugu Liancheng held her soft palm and was very satisfied. Seeing that she dared not speak out in anger, he was even more satisfied.
"Among all the people today, you are the only one who can catch my eye." He did not forget to say the truth.
Mu Ci's face turned dark and he pretended not to hear anything.
"You were more flattering to me when you were still on the couch." Dugu Liancheng smiled and turned to look at Mu Ci, who was sitting upright.
On the surface, she looks like an inviolable saint, but her body is like a soul cave, and any man will be attracted to her.
Mu Ci didn't look at Dugu Liancheng. At this time, anything he said was wrong, so it was best to just shut up.
The banquet was very lively, with singing and dancing, but Mu Ci was often taken advantage of by Dugu Liancheng.
Seeing that the banquet was halfway through, she wanted to find a chance to leave, but she caught a glimpse of Zhao Ling looking at her.
She summoned Sizhu and spoke to her, and Sizhu replied: "I don't have to worry about you, slave."
This time, Mu Ci left in no hurry.
About two quarters of an hour later, Sizhu paid attention to Mu Ci, who nodded.
She was about to get up and leave when the vocal music suddenly became more passionate and the lights dimmed.
A woman wearing a light green dance dress came from the sky. She had a graceful figure and a slender waist. As soon as she appeared, she attracted everyone's attention.
