Although An Rong had been immersed in the harem for several years, she was very patient and disliked the delicate and artificial temperament of Qu Meiren.
The beauty of Qu had a face that looked exactly like Mu Ci's to attract the emperor's attention.
There are so many people who have risen to the top because of their beauty. She doesn't believe that Qu Meiren's favor can last forever.
"Although the case is not clear yet, I think that Qu Meiren was not stupid enough to put poison on the tea set in Yong'an Palace and was caught. This is clearly someone who wants to blame Qu Meiren." An
After Rong learned what happened, she came to such a conclusion.
Dugu Liancheng nodded approvingly upon hearing this: "In your opinion, is there a murderer at the scene?"
It happened that Sizhu brought two cups of tea, and An Rong took one cup. Dugu Liancheng didn't take the other cup of tea, and instead gave an order to Mu Ci: "Qu Meiren, serve me and drink tea."
The charming smile on Mu Ci's face remained, but her pink fists were secretly clenched.
She took the tea cup and handed it to Dugu Liancheng.
Dugu Liancheng did not take the tea cup, but smiled and slightly curled his thin lips, which was very frivolous: "I don't know how to serve me. After all, I am still too naive."
As soon as he said this, everyone present changed their expressions.
Mu Ci didn't know what kind of trick he was playing and didn't react for a while.
It was Li Yu who understood Long Live Lord's thoughts best and whispered to Mu Ci: "Feed the Emperor some water..."
Mu Ci looked at Dugu Liancheng and met his affectionate eyes.
Li Yu has always been unreliable. Can you believe what he says? Did Dugu Liancheng really let her serve like this?
However, with An Rong as a spectator, it seems good to have some fun.
Mu Ci did not hesitate any longer, went to Dugu Liancheng, sat down on his lap, and handed the teacup to his thin lips. She whispered softly and held his chin with her delicate hands: "I, my concubine.
Serve the emperor for tea."
Doesn't Dugu Liancheng want to play? It's not like she can't afford it.
Just enough for An Rong to see that she is not the one who has the final say in this harem, even if An Rong is now respected as a noble concubine.
Dugu Liancheng took a deep look at Mu Ci. He took Mu Ci's hand and drank the tea she handed her in one gulp.
Mu Ci saw that there were still water stains on his lips. She wiped them carefully with a silk handkerchief and said softly: "Why is the emperor still acting like a child? He can even spill water after drinking it."
Regardless of Dugu Liancheng's current mood, at least Jin Jieyu and Yan Meiren who were watching this scene were dumbfounded.
Even An Rong, who was as calm as An Rong, didn't look very good after seeing this scene.
It's not because Qu Meiren is very charming, but because the emperor can tolerate Qu Meiren's closeness, which is something other women in the harem don't have.
Originally she thought Qu Meiren was just like that, but now it seems that she still has some ability.
How many beauties have entered the palace and have never even been able to see the emperor's face, let alone be so close to the emperor. Even though she is now regarded as a noble concubine, the emperor has never been so close to her.
What she had not been able to do for four years after entering the palace, Qu Meiren did it just one month after entering the palace. No one dares to underestimate such an ability.
Mu Ci felt An Rong's eyes fixed on her, she turned her eyes and met An Rong's warm eyes.
With such a friendly concubine like An Rong, most people can't help but get close to her.
When a beautiful woman enters the palace, she is naturally bound by the customs. She smiled and said: "The imperial concubine is like the sister next door. I feel very friendly as soon as I see the imperial concubine."
Zhitao looked at Mu Ci with an unkind look. She caught Mu Ci's sore spot this time and reminded her coldly: "Only those with beautiful songs enter the palace. I think they haven't learned many rules. In front of the imperial concubine, beautiful people with beautiful songs should call themselves concubines."
yes."
Mu Ci thought to herself that she was not Dugu Liancheng's real harem, so why should she call herself this in front of An Rong?
She lightly curled her lips and retorted in a low voice: "You are the maid next to the imperial concubine, right? Although I haven't learned many rules, I also know that Mu Ci is the name given to me by the emperor. You just called me the wrong name. Qu Meiren.
This title is exclusive to the Emperor, and only the Emperor can call me this way."
Of course, what she said was not because she really cared about a name, but because she wanted to be in love with An Rong. What's more, she was changing the topic and taking the focus away from herself.
Zhitao glared at Mu Ci, but could not refute.
Of course, An Rong also knew that the emperor had changed the name of Qu Meiren, which happened to be the name of the person in Chenxiang Palace. She didn't think anything of it before, but now that she thought about it carefully, she knew that the emperor was very different from Mu Ci.
"Zhitao, why don't you apologize to Mu Meiren?" An Rong looked at Zhitao and said.
Zhitao was not very happy and said calmly: "Mumei didn't even change her title, so there's no need for me to be a slave..."
As she spoke, she looked at Mu Ci secretly, as if she didn't dare to speak too loudly, as if she was afraid that Mu Ci would be unhappy.
Mu Ci secretly thought that the cooperation between An Rong's master and servant was perfect. With a master like An Rong, Zhitao's moral conduct was naturally higher than others.
What Zhitao said just now was clearly because he wanted her to change her name in front of An Rong.
She didn't care about others, but this person was An Rong. How could she let An Rong take the lead in this matter?
"The emperor has given me grace and allowed me to be exempted from all court etiquette. The emperor has to keep his words in mind." Mu Ci said, holding on to Dugu Liancheng's dragon robe and looking at him innocently with her beautiful eyes.
She has done such things as flattery, so Dugu Liancheng must give her a little sweetness, right?
But at this time, Mu Ci was not sure at all. After all, it was not two years ago, when she was the Queen Mother, but now she is guilty and left Chenxiang Palace privately.
Even if the emperor punished her, he still had a good reputation.
Dugu Liancheng just looked at her and said nothing.
Mu Ci simply wrapped his arms around Dugu Liancheng's waist, and pinched Dugu Liancheng's waist hard where no one could see him, but his face was still full of coquettishness: "Your Majesty..."
Dugu Liancheng's body was a little stiff, his expression was as usual, and he tapped Mu Ci's delicate nose: "I keep my word, and what I said will come true."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the people around him and spoke: "Everyone has heard clearly. Qu Mei is exempted from all court etiquette and does not have to salute anyone, including me."
When he said this, Mu Ci was shocked not to mention the others.
She stared blankly at Dugu Liancheng, and met his smiling eyes: "Are you stupidly happy?"
Mu Ci nodded quickly: "I am so happy, thank you, Your Majesty..."
When Zhitao saw this scene, her face darkened slightly, and she subconsciously looked at the imperial concubine.
The empress was still in a state of disbelief, her expression did not change at all, and she even smiled at the scene where Mu Ci and the emperor were having fun with each other.
However, as the empress's personal maid, I naturally know that the empress cannot remain completely indifferent.
No matter how unhappy she is in her heart, she cannot show it on her face.
