Chapter 640: Concubine and Mu Meiren compete for favor
"I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me. What's the name of that palace maid?" Mu Ci asked.
Dugu Liancheng was stunned.
At that time, he heard that Mu Ci was feeling unwell, so he turned around and walked away without thinking about it. As for the palace maid who conveyed the message, her face was tense. She was probably confused because of concern, but he didn't think deeply about it.
"I can't tell you the name of the palace maid, but the palace lady blocked the royal chariot at that time and loudly called you sick..."
Dugu Liancheng frowned as he spoke.
I don’t know which palace’s maid is so bold that she not only blocks the emperor, but also dares to deceive the emperor. Who is behind it?
"You originally wanted to see An Rong, right?" Mu Ci asked casually.
This is someone who wants to provoke a conflict between her and An Rong, with sinister intentions.
"Exactly. I originally planned to have lunch at Jingyang Palace and had already given instructions. Then I heard that you were sick, so I came here to see what was going on." Dugu Liancheng said, flicking Mu Ci's forehead: "It's all your fault.
's fault."
"What's my fault? It's obvious that someone has plotted against you, the emperor. You're stupid..." Mu Ci said half of the truth before he stopped abruptly.
That's all, he is the emperor after all, so he should be treated a little less favorably.
It's just that An Rong must have put this debt on her head again.
"Why don't you continue what you said?" Dugu Liancheng looked at Mu Ci with a half-smile.
"It's my blessing that the emperor can come to visit me. Now that I'm here, I'll have lunch before leaving." Mu Ci said as he prepared the meal.
Later, Dugu Liancheng didn't leave. She took a nap and he stayed with her.
When she woke up, Dugu Liancheng pulled her out of Yong'an Palace again, saying that there was no need for her to be detained in Yong'an Palace all day, and she had to go out for a walk occasionally.
The sky in May is as blue as a bright mirror, without a single cloud, and even the wind is warm, making me feel a slight itch when it blows against my cheeks.
This is the season when flowers are in full bloom, green grass is growing, the Royal Garden is full of flowers, and butterflies are flying and circling.
Mu Ci and Dugu Liancheng were walking and talking, feeling rarely relaxed.
It's just that this good time didn't last long. Someone came soon, and the battle was huge. Wasn't it An Rong who was in the spotlight now?
An Rong's current pomp was very grand, with a group of palace maids and nuns waiting on her side, as well as several chamberlains. A large group of people approached, and she was the nobleman surrounded in the middle.
Today, An Rong is also dressed luxuriously, wearing a Sichuan brocade dress with gold buttons and peony patterns, a silk pleated satin skirt with dark flowers, and a gold-ingot bun with a gorgeous golden step.
This noble concubine's demeanor made Mu Ci look twice.
Nowadays, Concubine An no longer needs to be cautious about restraining her sharp edges. When she comes to the imperial garden and meets her by chance, she naturally wants to be better than her in dress, but that's all.
Mu Ci indeed guessed what An Rong was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu. She wanted to overpower Mu Ci in terms of momentum.
Mu Ci was the most luxurious person in her dream, and the position Mu Ci was sitting in was also what she had wanted in her life.
Now that she has become a noble concubine, Mu Ci is still lingering in the position of beauty. Naturally, she does not want to miss the opportunity to suppress Mu Ci.
It's just that she came here dressed up today, but when she faced Mu Ci, she still felt resentful in her heart.
Today, Mu Ci is wearing a peach blossom cloud blouse and a crescent-white phoenix tail skirt. She has a hanging bun and only two plain hairpins. She is plain and simple, with no extraneous ornaments.
Even though she is so refreshing, it is hard to stop her elegance.
She was clearly twenty years old, but she looked like a young girl who had just grown hair. She was fresh and pink, with a pair of beautiful eyes that were full of emotion, and a small mouth that seemed to be ready to complain.
Every time she looked at Mu Ci like this, An Rong's breathing became less smooth. She felt abdominal discomfort, and a heartbreaking pain suddenly spread.
"What's wrong, empress?" Zhitao was the first to notice something was wrong with An Rong and hurriedly supported An Rong's shaky body.
Mu Ci had never been close to An Rong. When she heard Zhitao's exclamation, she said to Dugu Liancheng, "Isn't it possible that Concubine An is pregnant?"
Although An Rong's complicated expression just passed away for a fleeting moment, she saw it in her eyes.
She didn't do anything just now, she didn't even say a word. If there was anything wrong with An Rong's fetus, it was definitely not her problem.
"A crow's mouth." Dugu Liancheng scolded.
Mu Ci snorted lightly and stopped talking.
Zhitao was busy helping An Rong, and when she saw a pavilion not far away, she helped An Rong to the pavilion.
An Rong sat down on the stone chair, and her panic and palpitations gradually calmed down.
As an emperor, when Dugu Liancheng saw that his beloved concubine was disobedient, he naturally wanted to step forward and show concern.
Mu Ci came with Dugu Liancheng, and with the mentality of watching a good show, he followed.
However, she had suffered many losses and fell into too many tricks. She always felt that since An Rong was pregnant, it was better for her to stay away from her, so as not to avoid anything happening to An Rong's child and An Rong putting the blame on her.
on the body.
"Are you okay?" Dugu Liancheng walked to An Rong, leaned over and asked.
An Rong breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say that she was feeling better when she saw Mu Ci watching from the corner of her eye not far away.
She immediately thought about it and said weakly: "I am very flustered and my chest feels tight. I wonder if something is wrong."
She also heard that Mu Ci finally came to the Imperial Garden, and that he was with the emperor. Knowing that this was a rare opportunity to show off his power to Mu Ci, she hurried to the Imperial Garden.
She dragged her pregnant body over here and couldn't give up halfway.
When Dugu Liancheng heard this, his face darkened: "Even if you don't value the child in your belly, you still have to take care of your own body, and you must not be careless. Someone, please help the concubine back to Jingyang Palace to have a good rest."
An Rong did not expect that Dugu Liancheng would suddenly change his expression, "My concubine's body is fine. She will be fine after sitting for a while."
"As the emperor said, even if you don't care about the little prince in your belly, you still have to think about your own body. If not, the emperor will feel distressed." Mu Ci watched the excitement for a while, and couldn't bear to remind An Rong of what he just said.
Contradictory.
When An Rong heard Mu Ci's words, the anxiety she had suppressed suddenly resurfaced.
She suppressed her displeasure and replied quietly: "Mumei is right, I must take care of my own health in order to give birth to the child in my belly properly."
"That's it. Since Concubine An is unwell, it's better for the emperor to accompany Concubine An back to Jingyang Palace to rest first. Don't make any mistake and harm Concubine An and the baby in her belly." Mu Ci expressed concern and said.
I have made a full gesture towards the Dugu Liancheng Road.
Dugu Liancheng took a deep look at her and said, "The imperial concubine seldom goes out to move around on weekdays. Since it's okay at the moment, I'll just sit here for a while."
Seeing that Mu Ci was still standing far away, he didn't mind it and Dadi said again: "Mu Ci, come in and sit down too."
