"Of course. She doesn't care about the emperor. Even if I take away the emperor one day, she won't care. But the little prince is different. Mu Ci cares about that child. If I kill her child, I think she will be miserable, right? "An Rong said, showing a beautiful smile.
This made Mu Ci feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
Shen Manyun knew that his guess was right.
She asked: "So what good idea has my sister come up with? This time, we can't let Mu Ci see through my sister's plan like last time, otherwise my sister will suffer backlash."
An Rong showed a meaningful smile: "I will do it myself this time, and I won't worry about others doing it. As for what kind of method it is, my sister will know by then."
Shen Manyun did not ask further: "Then I will wait for my sister to give me a surprise."
Is An Rong guarding against her?
In other words, An Rong had already suspected her.
After returning to Jingyang Palace, An Rong finished washing up, then got ready and went to Yanfu Palace to pay her respects to Dugu Liancheng.
Dugu Liancheng spared An Rong's gift, "No need for more courtesy."
When An Rong saw the child in Dugu Liancheng's arms, and thought that it was Mu Ci's fault, the smile on her face became even gentler: "Can I let my concubine hold Xiao Yu'er?"
Dugu Liancheng glanced at her and replied quietly: "The child is still young, so he should accept his birth."
The implication is that he doesn't want her to hug him.
An Rong laughed when she heard this: "That's true. I have just come out of the cold palace, so I can't pass the bad luck to the noble Xiao Yu'er. I will not disturb the emperor's handling of government affairs. I will retire."
Dugu Liancheng watched An Rong go away, his face gradually turning cold.
He took a look at the little guy in his arms. The two-month-old child's facial features had grown a lot, and he was getting more and more beautiful. In addition, he was white and tender, like a person made of flour dough. No matter how cute he looked, he looked at the little one in his arms. .
Holding him for one day is not enough, but some people are still interested in this cute child.
After An Rong left Yanfu Palace, she went to Yong'an Palace.
Mu Ci sat at the front seat and saw Concubine An who was leaving.
Today An Rong is wearing a jade-colored embroidered skirt with folded branches and flowers. Her headdress is a golden sway. She is lightly powdered, and her face is delicate and beautiful.
Although An Rong has lived in the cold palace for nine months, her temperament has not changed. She just has a hypocritical temperament from head to toe, which makes people dislike her.
"I heard that Concubine Chen gave birth to the little prince and was named Concubine Chen by the emperor, so I came to congratulate Concubine Chen in person." An Rong said, remembering the little prince who had just taken a look: "The little prince was born round and round. He looks like a lucky child."
Mu Ci smiled calmly: "As the emperor said, you are naturally blessed to be born in an emperor's family."
"Being born into an emperor's family has its advantages, but not everyone has the blessing to grow up safely. Fortunately, the little prince has a good face, and Concubine Chen is a blessed one, so she can naturally protect the little prince's life safely and smoothly. Grow up." An Rong lightly curled her lips.
Mu Ci's eyes were fixed on An Rong's face, and suddenly a word came from the sky: "I see that your hall is turning black. This is not a good sign."
An Rong's perfect expression almost cracked. She managed to maintain her original expression with great difficulty, only to hear Mu Ci slowly say again: "Your life in Beigong is not easy, right? You must not be used to it at first, but as time goes by, You will feel that that place is like your home, as if you were supposed to live in that place. I am afraid that you will not be used to living in Jingyang Palace and want to live back in Beigong."
"Sister, I accept your words. I will never return to the Beigong in this life. Of course, Jingyang Palace cannot trap me, but the Weiyang Palace has good feng shui and fits me very well." An Rong replied softly.
road.
Mu Ci wants her to move back to the cold palace? It depends on whether Mu Ci has the ability.
Now that she is out of the cold palace, she will naturally settle the accounts with Mu Ci.
Mu Ci did not comment: "loyal words are hard on the ears. It's best if you can listen to my words. It doesn't matter if you don't. But these days when you lived in the cold palace, the harem was really deserted. Now that you are back, it has started to be lively again. This is a good thing.
.As for Weiyang Palace, if you are lucky enough to live in it, I will sincerely congratulate you, I am afraid..."
An Rong naturally understood what she had not finished saying.
The two of them talked with a smile on their face for a while, and then An Rong stood up and left.
As soon as An Rong left, Yingchun immediately said "poof": "When Concubine An comes out, something bad will happen. The empress must be careful!"
Sizhu also felt the same way: "This servant also feels the hostility of Concubine An, and it seems to be more difficult to deal with than before."
After living in the cold palace for such a long time, Concubine An must have accumulated a lot of resentment and wanted to kill the empress.
Seeing how nervous the two girls were, Mu Ci could only comfort them and said, "Don't worry, she just came out, so she won't take action so quickly."
"Your Majesty is wrong to think so. As a slave, if you want to strike, you can do it now when your Majesty is unprepared." Yingchun was afraid that her Majesty would be too careless.
Mu Ci couldn't say anything else and was immersed in his own thoughts.
An Rong has always been scheming. She is not like Qi Luo or Tao Meiren. If this woman really wants to take action, she will hit it with one blow.
However, she couldn't take any precautions, and what she was most worried about now was Xiao Yu'er.
Of course she couldn't tell Yingchun and the others these words, so what was the use of worrying?
Unexpectedly, Mu Ci received a secret letter that night. It only said that An Rong was about to deal with the little prince, and the time was in June.
Because the sixth day of June is Mu Ci's birthday, the birthday gift An Rong prepared for Mu Ci was to kill the little prince.
After Yingchun saw this secret letter, she was so angry that she trembled all over: "What should I do now?"
She was afraid that An Rong had already married the young prince and took action.
How could there be such a bad and vicious woman? The little prince is so cute, how could An Rong—
Mu Ci burned the letter and said softly: "Yu'er is in Yanfu Palace during the day, and will be sent to Yong'an Palace in the evening. I don't know when she will choose to attack. But she just left the cold palace, so she can't be so soon.
You must take time to prepare.”
Yingchun and Sizhu looked at each other, and they both knelt down on the ground at the same time: "Is it better for the queen to make peace with the emperor? At this time, the safety of His Highness is the most important thing."
The empress was angry with the emperor because the little prince was snatched away by the emperor.
But the top priority is the safety of the little prince, isn't it?
"I know, please get up." Mu Ci said, helping the two of them up.
She looked at the time and decided to go to Yanfu Palace.
Dugu Liancheng didn't expect that Mu Ci would come to him. Since Yu'er was taken away by him a month ago when he was one month old, this woman has never said a word to him.
"I'm here to take Yu'er away." Mu Ci didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.
