Chapter 677: Sending the Imperial Concubine to the Cold Palace
"Does your Majesty know who did this to your Majesty?" Si Zhusheng changed his mind.
Mu Ci pretended to think for a while before replying: "The possibility of An Rong is very high. If you ask me what I wish for my birthday, it would be to find An Rong and talk about old times with her."
She really should have a frank talk with An Rong. Since her rebirth, she hasn't had much chance to have a good talk with An Rong.
Upon hearing this, Sizhu agreed: "Your Majesty, you will definitely get what you want."
Mu Ci wanted to laugh when he heard the tone of her voice: "I live in a cold palace, how can I see whoever I want?"
"My slave, go try it." Sizhu said, asking Yingchun to wait in front of Mu Ci, and then left.
Yingchun watched Sizhu go away, and then clarified Mu Ci's confusion: "When the empress used to live in Chenxiang Palace, Sizhu would come outside Chenxiang Palace every now and then. As time went by, Mr. Zhao, who was responsible for guarding Chenxiang Palace, knew her. Speaking of which,
, Master Zhao also has a good relationship with Sizhu."
When Mu Ci heard about this Guard Zhao, he immediately became interested and asked about his appearance and character, which made Yingchun laugh out loud.
The empress can’t wait to get married in the spring.
On that side, Guard Zhao was instructed by Sizhu to immediately go to Yanfu Palace to report the matter to Lord Long Live.
"She wants to see Concubine An tomorrow?" Dugu Liancheng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.
When something happened, she didn't look for her, and even asked people to hide it. On her birthday, she wanted to see a woman, not him, the emperor.
"Sizhu said so. Your Majesty's birthday wish is to meet Concubine An." Guard Zhao replied.
Dugu Liancheng smiled coldly: "She said that if she wants to see her, she can see her. I'm afraid she forgot that she lives in a cold palace!"
Guard Zhao saw that Long live the Lord was angry and did not dare to say anything.
When he returned to Chenxiang Palace, he told Sizhu the truth.
Sizhu didn't say anything, just said thank you.
Guard Zhao wanted to comfort Sizhu with a few words, but he was so stupid that he couldn't say a word.
The other guards couldn't help laughing when they saw this. Everyone saw that Guard Zhao liked Sizhu, so it was only Sizhu himself who didn't see what Guard Zhao was thinking, right?
It was night, and it was past midnight, and Dugu Liancheng was still sleepy.
At this moment, it was already Mu Ci's birthday.
How else to say that this woman is stupid? She can't live in the good Yong'an Palace, so she moved into the cold palace by herself.
"If the emperor wants to see the empress, he only needs to send Concubine An to Chenxiang Palace." Li Yu's voice floated in from outside the tent.
Dugu Liancheng pretended to be polite and said after a while: "Please tell me carefully..."
That night, there was another person who had trouble sleeping. Of course, this person was An Rong.
She did not dare to send anyone to monitor the movements in Chenxiang Palace, but if it happened, news would definitely spread from the harem.
She only knew that Guard Zhao, who was guarding Chenxiang Palace, went to Yanfu Palace twice a day. As for why, she could probably guess.
If Mu Ci was attacked, bad news would definitely spread from Chenxiang Palace, but there was no movement until night, and there was no movement in Yanfu Palace either, which meant that Mu Ci was fine.
What a pity, her plan was so perfect and her timing was so good, how could she not hurt Mu Ci at all?
That's why she can't sleep at night.
Fortunately, she had already taken care of the mess without leaving any traces. She was not afraid of anyone investigating. Even the emperor would not be able to find out the problem.
She only regretted that she had such a good opportunity but failed to kill Mu Ci. It would be even more difficult to deal with Mu Ci in the future.
Zhitao heard the commotion inside and knew why the empress was worried.
She said softly: "It doesn't matter if it doesn't work this time. The one from Chenxiang Palace can't always be so lucky."
"Do you think she just relied on luck?" An Rong sighed.
Forget it, what's the use of thinking about it anymore? Everything is a foregone conclusion, we can only look for opportunities another day.
An Rong didn't sleep well that night. After breakfast, she was still in low spirits. Later, she went back to the bed to catch up on her sleep.
After a day of confusion, Li Yu suddenly came to Jingyang Palace in the evening and heard a message from Lord Long Live.
"The emperor asked me to go to Chenxiang Palace to celebrate Mu Meiren's birthday?" An Rong thought she had heard wrong and looked at Li Yu in disbelief.
How could the emperor do such a stupid thing?
She is a noble concubine, and Mu Ci is just a beauty. What qualifications do she have to let her go to the cold palace to celebrate her birthday?
"Exactly. This slave is just following the emperor's oral instructions to convey the decree. It's getting late. My dear concubine, please!" Li Yu stepped aside without being humble or arrogant.
An Rong's face darkened.
How could the emperor give her such an imperial edict? Did the emperor know what she did to Mu Ci yesterday?
Because Li Yu was waiting aside, she couldn't delay, so she had to pack up her mood and take a chariot to Chenxiang Palace.
Li Yu sent An Rong to the gate of Yanfu Palace and stopped moving forward.
This was the Queen Mother's territory. Rather than saying it was a cold palace, he felt it would be more appropriate to say it was the Queen Mother's second residence.
Is there any cold palace that is as humane as Chenxiang Palace?
After watching An Rong enter Chenxiang Palace, Li Yu stood guard outside, planning to take Concubine An back to Jingyang Palace later.
Agarwood Palace.
It was the first time for An Rong to enter Chenxiang Palace. She was not familiar with the place. She groped all the way and finally saw the main hall. She hesitated and headed towards the main hall.
When she saw Mu Ci at the dining table, her eyes froze.
"Today is my birthday, and this is the delicacy sent here by the emperor. Sit down and have a meal with me." Mu Ci said and started to eat on his own.
An Rong saw her as if there was no one around, then looked back behind her, and found that Zhitao and Jiejie were both blocked by Mu Ci's four maids.
She composed herself and sat down at the dining table.
The table is full of delicacies in a variety of styles, and only the emperor has such a touch.
She believed that it was a dish sent by the emperor.
Since it is a meal sent by the emperor, there will naturally be no problem.
At that moment, she felt relieved and started to eat.
"Why did you let Zhitao save Yingchun in the first place?" Mu Ci broke the silence when he was three-thirds full.
An Rong's eyes flashed slightly: "What do you think?"
"You want me to acknowledge your affection, or you want to tell me that you are not my enemy." Mu Ci expressed his suspicion.
An Rong smiled slightly: "Everything you said is right, but not everything."
Just because Mu Ci was the person she was chasing in her dream, she had long thought that one day she would take Mu Ci's place in her dream, become Mu Ci, stand shoulder to shoulder with Dugu Liancheng, and make the world smile.
By doing this, she was showing courtesy first and fighting later, and it also allowed Mu Ci to owe her a favor.
It was just a slave's life, she could put it to use if she kept it, and it could also make Mu Ci relax his vigilance towards him.
Zhitao could not escape death last time, but it was because she had saved Yingchun that Zhitao escaped.
Therefore, saving Yingchun last time was a sure-profit deal.
