Perhaps in a few years, An Rong, who has been hiding and hiding, will become the biggest winner in the entire harem.
An Rong's attitude of not fighting or snatching is the biggest magic weapon for the harem to survive.
It's a shame that she didn't understand this until now, but it was already too late.
Just as she was sitting on the bamboo bench in a daze, there was the sound of soft footsteps approaching from far away. When she heard these familiar footsteps, she raised her head and saw that the person who came was none other than Mu Ci.
With her eyes half-closed, she watched Mu Ci walking lightly and lightly with his skirt flying in front of her.
At this moment, she didn't hate Mu Ci anymore.
Since ancient times, she has become a king and defeated bandits, but she is no match for Mu Ci, and she is no better than anyone else.
The injustice I felt when I first entered Beigong has all disappeared at this moment.
She also didn't expect that she would be so calm when she saw Mu Ci again.
Mu Ci also noticed the difference in Zhao Ling. She did not expect that Zhao Ling, who once hated her so much, seemed to be a different person after entering the Beigong.
She sat down next to Zhao Ling and raised her eyes to look at the lush tree not far away.
Spring is the time when all things come to life.
"The scenery here is not bad." Mu Ci spoke first.
"Then why don't you come in and stay?" Zhao Ling glanced at her sideways.
Mu Ci's lips curved into a smile: "The Ai family once lived in the cold palace."
The Cold Palace she was talking about was the days when she lived in Chenxiang Palace in her previous life. In the entire Chenxiang Palace, there were only three of her, Sizhu, and Yingchun master and servant. They had survived the most difficult days, but in the end they could not die together.
Zhao Ling misunderstood, thinking that the cold palace Mu Ci mentioned was the Chenxiang Palace where she lived when she first became the Queen Mother.
She had heard a lot about the grudges between Mu Ci and Dugu Liancheng. They all said that Mu Ci once loved Dugu Liancheng to death, but why did he marry the late emperor?
When she was biased in the past, she always felt that this was Mu Ci's method. Now that she has stepped out of the circle of right and wrong and calmed down, she feels that it doesn't make sense.
"Why did you marry the late emperor? Many people said that you once liked the emperor, but why did you marry the late emperor under such circumstances?" Zhao Ling just wanted to know the real answer at this moment.
Mu Ci withdrew his gaze from the distance and glanced at Zhao Ling: "The late emperor is a good person and treats me very well. I want to spend more time with the late emperor in his last remaining time."
It was too late when she was reborn, otherwise, it might not have ended like this.
"But everyone knows that you like the emperor. Moreover, you also said that you would not marry anyone other than the emperor." Zhao Ling felt that Mu Ci was not joking, but both of them felt that Mu Ci's answer did not make sense.
"When I was young, I felt that love was too great. When I grew up, I realized that love is not everything. I probably understood one thing. What Dugu Liancheng loves is his throne and his world. No woman who follows him can leave.
Entering his heart, it ended in a bleak ending, so I was confused and knew how to return."
Mu Ci smiled slightly: "Aren't you a lesson learned from the past? You obviously entered the palace to avenge Zhao Meiren, but in the end you fell into the confusion of love and hate, but in the end, you were still abandoned by the emperor."
Zhao Ling laughed dumbly: "You seem to be very reasonable."
She was unable to argue.
Mu Ci really saw clearly. What the emperor loved most was the world. There were so many concubines like her who were happy with the emperor, but the emperor gave it up right away without any hesitation.
"Then how do you manage to stop loving even if you say you don't love?" Zhao Ling couldn't help but ask.
Was it because the emperor had done something to hurt Mu Ci that made Mu Ci feel discouraged?
When Mu Ci was young, she threatened not to marry anyone other than Qing, but in the end she was able to see through it, and she must have paid the price, right?
"I had a long nightmare. In the dream, I ended up miserable because of Dugu Liancheng. In the end, everyone I cared about died, and I died miserably in the cold palace. That dream was so real that I didn't want to die for a man.
Lose everything you have." Mu Ci opened her lips quietly.
The past life is like a big dream. Not everyone has the chance to be reborn. She is the kind of person who is extremely lucky.
If, after experiencing life and death, she is still unable to overcome love, hatred, and resentment, and continues on the same path as in her previous life, she will have wasted the opportunity God gave her to live another life.
Zhao Ling didn't expect such a reason.
She thought, it was just a nightmare. How could she give up the man she had loved for many years just because of a dream?
But Mu Ci's statement seems to make some sense.
"The Emperor seems to you..." Zhao Ling's voice faded.
She and the other concubines in the harem thought that the emperor cared about Mu Ci. But Mu Ci didn't think so, and she didn't expect to win the emperor's heart. Just because the emperor couldn't get Mu Ci's heart, was the emperor special to Mu Ci?
"Have you finished asking your questions?" Mu Ci's voice awakened Zhao Ling's thoughts.
Zhao Ling nodded.
What she wanted to know most, Mu Ci had already given her the answer, and that was enough.
She also knew that Mu Ci was not responsible for her sister's death, but she was jealous of Mu Ci, so she forced all the blame on Mu Ci.
"Then it's my turn to ask you now." Mu Ci smiled lightly.
"Just ask." Zhao Ling responded readily.
"Did you do this to the flesh and blood in Concubine Shu's belly?" Mu Ci asked with a raised eyebrow.
Zhao Ling shook his head without hesitation: "It wasn't me. I also really want to know who poisoned the flesh and blood in Muxue's belly, but I thought about it for a long time and still couldn't pinpoint the target."
"Did you save Zheng Cainu?" Mu Ci asked again.
"No." Zhao Ling answered firmly.
Mu Ci frowned. So, the rescue of Zheng Cainu was also done by someone behind the scenes?
Then who murdered the child in Muxue's belly? Was he also behind the scenes?
She came here today to find out the answers to these questions. She thought that Zhao Ling would not answer her questions, but Zhao Ling had a good attitude and answered quickly.
Could it be that Zhao Ling deliberately tricked her?
"I don't need to lie to you. If it was me who did it, I would admit it." Zhao Ling seemed to know what Mu Ci was thinking and said again.
Mu Ci smiled and said: "You really don't need to lie to me. I have one last question, why do you have the heart to do something to your own flesh and blood? As long as you give birth to an heir, you will have someone to rely on in the harem."
Zhao Ling guessed that Mu Ci would ask this question. This time, she hesitated for a moment and finally chose not to answer.
"Why?" Seeing that Zhao Ling didn't answer, Mu Ci wanted to know the answer even more.
It seems that there is something unspeakable, otherwise Zhao Ling would not choose to remain silent.
"I can't give you the answer. Maybe you will know one day. By then, you and the emperor should trust each other." The light in Zhao Ling's eyes dissipated little by little.
"The emperor knows the reason?" Mu Ci became even more curious.
Zhao Ling stood up and said, "If there is nothing else, you can go. A place like Beigong is unlucky. Once you leave, don't come back."
