However, An Rong felt that it was Shen Manyun's inability to do things well and that she was useless, which was why she didn't have a child.
It would definitely be different if she took action.
Shen Manyun saw the unhappiness flashing in An Rong's eyes, and she said softly: "It's all my fault that I'm stupid and can't speak. Sister An, why don't you give it a try. You are a noble concubine and your status is noble enough. If you go to ask the emperor for help, If you want a little prince, the emperor will definitely agree to let you raise him."
An Rong's heart moved and she felt that Shen Manyun's words made sense.
How do you know if it doesn't work if you don't try?
If she takes action, she might be able to get the little prince over. By then, Mu Ci will know that the emperor gave the little prince to her, and the misunderstanding with the emperor will become deeper and deeper, and Mu Ci will be even more heartbroken.
"But, the emperor values the little prince so much and dotes on Mu Ci. I'm afraid he is reluctant to hand over the little prince. I'm afraid that if my sister asks for it in person, she won't get it. It's just that the little prince is a piece of cake. I'll go. Concubine Ming also went to ask the emperor for help before. Concubine Ming didn't look at her own virtue. With her behavior, how could the emperor leave the little prince to her to raise? If my sister takes action, there may be a slight chance of winning, but it is only a chance. Just a little chance of winning." Shen Manyun continued to hammer.
It's true that An Rong is too scheming to be easily fooled. But it would be very interesting if she takes the opportunity to save the situation.
An Rong was indeed itched by Shen Manyun.
Even if it fails, at most she will be scolded by the emperor. If it succeeds, the little prince will be in her hands, and it is not her decision to decide what to do in the future.
At that time, the little prince will be her child.
She hated Mu Ci and wanted revenge so much that she didn't want to miss any opportunity.
"I'm going to Yanfu Palace to see the young prince." An Rong didn't say too much.
She will make more plans when she gets to Yanfu Palace, and she can leave at any time.
"I hope my sister can achieve what she wants. Sister An, don't be too impatient. If it doesn't work, don't show off." Shen Manyun warned uneasily.
An Rong agreed and went to Yanfu Palace.
When Dugu Liancheng heard that An Rong was here again, he smiled coldly: "Today is really lively!"
There is nothing extraordinary about Shen Manyun, but it is a fact that Shen Manyun and An Rong are on good terms, so I wonder if Shen Manyun is trying to find a way for An Rong.
"I'll just go and send you away," Li Yu said hurriedly.
Everyone was worried, especially the imperial concubine, who actually had the nerve to come to Yanfu Palace. Do you think the emperor didn't know that she was the one who poisoned His Highness that time?
"Let her in!" Dugu Liancheng said slowly.
He wanted to see if An Rong dared to say this.
An Rong entered the main hall smoothly. When she saw Dugu Liancheng holding the little prince, she fixed her eyes. At this moment, she had a little reverie. If this was the emperor she gave birth to, the emperor would hold him in such a gentle manner. How wonderful it would be to take care of their children.
"I, my concubine, see you, Your Majesty." An Rong stepped forward and saluted.
Dugu Liancheng raised his hand slightly to avoid An Rong's gift: "What's the matter?"
An Rong looked at Dugu Liancheng's expression carefully and saw that his eyes were warm, he was holding the child and reviewing the memorial at the same time, which was really impressive.
No wonder Mu Ci would go to the Imperial Garden before. With the Emperor here, what's the use of Mu Ci? It's just an embroidered pillow.
Therefore, she gained some courage and said, "I haven't seen the emperor for many days, so I came here to pay my respects to him."
When Dugu Liancheng heard this, he remembered what Shen Manyun had just said, and it was actually the same thing. However, Shen Manyun ended up involving Mu Ci.
Dugu Liancheng did not answer, but concentrated on reviewing the excerpts.
An Rong glanced at the little prince in his arms, and finally plucked up the courage: "Concubine, can I hug the little prince?"
Dugu Liancheng finally raised his head, looked at her, and replied with two words: "No!"
Seeing that he didn't look angry, An Rong said again: "The emperor is usually busy with government affairs and has to take care of the little prince, so he is really tired. Your Majesty, the dragon body is very important."
Dugu Liancheng's lips curled slightly: "Concubine, what should I do to prevent me from being so tired?"
An Rong thought that the opportunity had come, and hurriedly said: "I can help relieve the emperor's worries."
Dugu Liancheng looked at An Rong steadily. An Rong met his gaze and couldn't tell what was expressed in his eyes.
"How can the noble concubine help me relieve my worries and relieve my troubles?" Dugu Liancheng asked again in a good-tempered way.
Seeing that he didn't look angry, An Rong felt bold for a moment: "Why don't you leave the little prince to my concubine to raise? I will definitely raise the little prince well and live up to the emperor's expectations."
Dugu Liancheng was not angry but smiled: "Her biological mother is not dead yet, but I gave Yu'er to the imperial concubine to raise. Does the imperial concubine think it is suitable?"
An Rong only said that he was getting angry with Mu Ci, and thought that this was her opportunity, "Of course it is suitable. If Concubine Chen had not raised the child improperly, she would not bother the emperor to take care of the little prince personally. This is her dereliction of duty as a mother...
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"According to you, you, a vicious woman who is suspected of poisoning Yu'er, is suitable to raise Yu'er?!" The smile on Dugu Liancheng's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes remained cold.
An Rong received Dugu Liancheng's gnawing eyes, and her palms became sweaty: "Your Majesty, it was not my concubine who harmed the little prince..."
The next moment, Dugu Liancheng stood up, hugged the little prince and walked to An Rong, "You look into Yu'er's eyes and speak."
An Rong stepped back step by step under Dugu Liancheng's strong aura.
She faced Dugu Yu's innocent and bright eyes, which were like a lump in her throat. How much did these eyes look like the emperor's?
"I knew you were vicious, but I didn't expect that you would even want to kill my son!" Dugu Liancheng smiled coldly: "Go away, don't dirty my Yanfu Palace, and don't show up in the future.
I feel sick when I see you in front of me!"
An Rong staggered back, never expecting that she would be so disgusted by Dugu Liancheng.
This man looked at her like she was a disgusting cockroach, and he made no secret of his disgust for her.
There is nothing more tragic than this.
"Concubine..." An Rong wanted to say that she just liked him so much that she couldn't tolerate Mu Ci being so favored, let alone Mu Ci giving birth to his child.
In the end, she said nothing and stumbled out of Yanbok Palace.
The blazing sun outside made her dizzy. She couldn't stand upright and fell to the ground.
Her legs hit the hard ground, but the pain was far less painful than the disgust Dugu Liancheng felt towards her just now.
She understood at that moment that even though she was still a noble concubine, in the emperor's heart, it didn't matter whether she was a human or a ghost. Even if she died of old age in the harem, he would not want to look at her again.
Despair and the old wounds that had not yet healed made her heart throbbing and painful. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of sweetness filled her throat. She fell weakly to the ground and lost consciousness.
