Mu Ci didn't want to enter this pavilion at all. Who knew whether An Rong's stomach would be in trouble later?
An Rong just didn't say on her face that she wanted to steal a man from her.
"Do you still want me to urge you and invite you?" Dugu Liancheng saw that Mu Ci didn't move, and raised his thin lips slightly.
Mu Ci looked at Dugu Liancheng, then at An Rong, and saw a sarcastic smile hanging on An Rong's lips.
She originally wanted to avoid An Rong, but now she felt it was unnecessary.
Thinking of this, she showed a charming smile: "Yes, I obey your order."
After she finished speaking, she sat down in the small space next to Dugu Liancheng.
Dugu Liancheng seemed not to have expected her to come. He looked at her deeply, and she looked back innocently: "I want to get closer to the emperor, is that okay?"
The weather is fine today, the sun is shining brightly, and the sun is pouring down from the neglected leaves, illuminating Mu Ci's smile.
At that moment, the beauty of the entire imperial garden was not as beautiful as the charming smile she showed off.
Dugu Liancheng ignored the beat that his heart skipped just now. He still had a neutral expression, "That's all, you have to be quiet and don't disturb the imperial concubine."
"Your Majesty is too partial. Isn't it because Concubine An is pregnant? When my concubine becomes pregnant one day, the Emperor will have to pamper my concubine just like he doted on Concubine An." Mu Ci said, and then
He deliberately squeezed closer to Dugu Liancheng.
In this way, he ran into Dugu Liancheng's legs.
Who can't compete for favor?
Dugu Liancheng felt a little nervous. He coughed lightly and scolded: "You must sit with the posture of sitting."
She was so attentive when there was no one around, but she wanted to tease him when there were many people, just to see him make a fool of himself, right?
"Yes, yes, everything the emperor says is right." Mu Ci said, and deliberately squeezed Dugu Liancheng.
Dugu Liancheng's body was a little tense, and he acted like an emperor: "Mu Ci, sit tight for me and don't move around!"
"Is the emperor very hot?" Mu Ci approached Dugu Liancheng and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with the brocade handkerchief in his hand, "He is already sweating."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Dugu Liancheng's face.
He grabbed her unruly hand and warned her with his eyes not to go too far.
Mu Ci pretended not to see it and wanted to continue playing this fun game. Unexpectedly, Zhitao exclaimed: "Empress, what's wrong with you?!"
Zhitao's voice was so loud that it made Mu Ci's eardrums buzz.
If this was a deliberate interruption of her little game, then Zhitao did it.
She looked at An Rong and saw that there was no blood on An Rong's face, and she looked like she was crumbling.
"Is there something wrong with the imperial concubine? Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look?" she said in surprise.
Zhitao looked unhappy. She just wanted to shut up this noisy woman Mu Ci, so that everything would be fine for the empress.
"I feel a little unwell and want to go back to Jingyang Palace first." An Rong looked at Dugu Liancheng with a pleading look on her face.
Dugu Liancheng agreed: "Since you feel unwell, please go back to Jingyang Palace to rest as soon as possible."
He raised his voice and said: "Come here, send the imperial concubine back to Jingyang Palace as soon as possible, and have the imperial doctor take the imperial concubine's pulse."
As soon as the emperor gave the order, someone immediately came forward to help An Rong get on the chariot.
An Rong looked at Dugu Liancheng with her beautiful eyes: "Your Majesty..."
She is like this, why doesn't the emperor accompany her back to Jingyang Palace?
Dugu Liancheng didn't seem to notice the pleading look in An Rong's eyes. He ordered his chamberlain to be gentle when lifting the chariot, and ordered people to quickly send An Rong back to Jingyang Palace for medical treatment.
Mu Ci watched the excitement from the side, and before leaving, he received a complicated look from An Rong.
She looked back calmly, not feeling that she had done anything wrong, but the look in An Rong's eyes just now seemed as if she had stolen An Rong's man.
But in fact, Dugu Liancheng is neither An Rong's man nor her man. He is the man of the entire harem and concubines. What's the use of An Rong looking at her with resentful eyes?
Could it be that Dugu Liancheng could only pamper her, An Rong?
"Don't you go over and take a look?" Mu Ci asked curiously until the chariot An Rong was riding walked away.
"Looking at the imperial concubine, it doesn't look like something is wrong. I'll accompany you for a walk around the garden." Dugu Liancheng touched Mu Ci's head.
Mu Ci lowered his head, hiding the smile from his eyes.
It seems that even a small fight for favor between women cannot be hidden from Dugu Liancheng's eyes.
An Rong suddenly felt "unwell" just now, naturally because she was having too much fun. An Rong wanted to use her noble belly to fight back against her, letting her see clearly that in Dugu Liancheng's eyes, Mu Ci was not as good as An Guifei.
However, Dugu Liancheng saw through An Rong's little trick and did not cooperate with An Rong's performance, so An Rong was disappointed.
An Rong is a smart person. After returning to Jingyang Palace, she also thought about it with Mu Ci.
She was really ashamed. The emperor had just cooperated with her performance and maintained her thin face, but that was all.
She had just pretended to be sick and made a fuss about the emperor's heir in her belly. The emperor was extremely merciful by not insulting her on the spot.
Zhitao didn't understand why: "Knowing that your Majesty's phoenix body is against the law, the Emperor will not accompany your Majesty back -"
"Shut up!" An Rong lowered her face and shouted in a low voice: "Is it that you, a little palace maid, can dictate to the emperor?"
An Rong rarely gets angry, and her expressions like this rarely appear. Zhitao didn't dare to say anything at the moment.
An Rong took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said hoarsely: "The emperor has just seen through my tricks. He did not embarrass me on the spot and gave me face. I'm afraid that the emperor will not be able to do anything next."
Come to Jingyang Palace again."
Because she was jealous that Mu Ci was flirting with the emperor, she thought of the worst way to attract the emperor's attention. How could someone like the emperor indulge her?
Zhitao's expression changed when he heard this: "Did the Emperor see it?"
An Rong's eyes were gloomy and she was in a low mood: "You go down, I want to be alone for a while."
She can't continue to sink. No matter what, she can't let herself become an ugly jealous woman, otherwise she will only push the emperor further and further away.
It took her four years to reach the position of noble concubine and gain the emperor's love. How could she push away the hard-earned love with her own hands?
No matter what, she must calm down and not be abandoned by the emperor.
In the next few days, Dugu Liancheng did not come to Jingyang Palace, which made An Rong more sure of her guess.
On the contrary, Tao Jieyu went to bed for several days, and even after Tao Jieyu went to bed, he came to pay her respects early in the morning every day.
As for Tao Jieyu's character, everyone saw the battle at the Plum Blossom Appreciation Party.
On the surface, Tao Jieyu seems to respect the rules and respect the noble concubine, but Tao Jieyu's real purpose is to stimulate her, right?
Although he knew that she was pregnant and could not bear too much stimulation, he still deliberately came to greet her early every morning. He just wanted to tell her how much the emperor dotes on her and loves her now.
