An Rong glanced at Nanny Peng and replied quietly: "If it is really destined, then the owner of the phoenix chair is not me."
She knows her position, but she will never be content to be under Mu Ci.
After so many years, she has been working hard in the harem, isn't it just to defeat Mu Ci?
In this way, the emperor can see her kindness.
No matter in the past or in the future, she will always have to defeat Mu Ci as her primary goal, and she will do so until her death.
Seeing An Rong being so calm, Aunt Peng was relieved but also felt distressed at the same time. How could the most noble woman in Duke An's palace be so subordinate to others?
She has watched An Rong grow up since she was a child, and knows how outstanding this girl from the An family is. It is said that Mu Ci was raised according to the queen's standards, so is An Rong not the same?
At this moment, she secretly made up her mind to help An Rong take the back seat.
Not only is the undercurrent surging in Jingyang Palace, but the owners of other palaces and gardens are also preparing to make a move, hoping to make a splash at the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival. No matter what, Mu Ci cannot be allowed to come out on top and return to the emperor's sight.
But looking at the entire harem, there are really not many women as beautiful as Mu Ci. In terms of appearance, no one can compare with Mu Ci.
Everyone holds this belief and hopes to stand out at the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival. If there is a chance, it would be great to be able to sleep with him.
With everyone's full preparation, the Flower Festival will soon arrive.
Because today is the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, the queen Mu Ci does not need to accept greetings from the concubines, so it is rare for her to get up late.
When Yingchun saw Mu Ci's laziness, she stamped her feet anxiously: "Can't your empress be a little more active?"
I have to host the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival later, and there are many concubines waiting to compete with the empress for favor, but the empress is actually taking her time.
"If I didn't become this queen, I really don't want to go to the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival. It's better to take care of Jing'er in Yong'an Palace." Mu Ci stretched, not understanding the eagerness to welcome the spring.
"It's not good for your Majesty not to seek advancement. There are so many beauties trying their best to win the Emperor's attention. Your Majesty must suppress those demons and ghosts and not let them have the opportunity to enchant the Emperor!" Yingchun said,
Sizhu pushed in and asked her to help Mu Ci comb her hair into a beautiful bun.
Mu Ci smiled and said nothing.
But she thought that Dugu Liancheng would most likely not appear at the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival. Maybe it was the rumor spread by some people that led to such rumors, right?
Speaking of which, it had been a long time since she had seen Dugu Liancheng. As time passed, even the affectionate feelings Dugu Liancheng had before leaving the palace became unreal.
"The empress is the most beautiful even when she is not dressed up." Sizhu has a pair of skillful hands.
Originally there was a palace maid who combed her hair, but later Sizhu was worried and she took over the matter of combing her hair.
While Sizhu was helping Mu Ci comb her hair, Yingchun specially prepared a set of elegant palace clothes for Mu Ci.
When Mu Ci saw it, she resisted a little, but she remembered that today was her first grand festival since she ascended to the throne, and the imperial concubines would also attend. As a queen, she should be more solemn.
Immediately she changed into this palace dress.
When Yingchun put on the golden walking stick for her, everyone waiting in the room praised her in unison.
Mu Ci was a little uncomfortable with it: "Wouldn't this be too grand?"
The last time she dressed so grandly was at the Queen's Conferment Ceremony. Although the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival this time was important, she dressed up in all the jewels, which I felt was a bit exaggerated.
"No, no, your Majesty is very beautiful. I have never seen a nobleman more beautiful than your Majesty in my life." Yingchun looked at her with eyes fixed on her, and did not hesitate to praise Mu Ci.
Not only was the empress beautiful, but she was also so noble and powerful that she didn't dare to look at her head-on.
Mu Ci knew that Yingchun always spoke exaggeratedly, so he didn't take these words to heart.
The Ten Thousand Flower Festival is held in the Royal Garden.
When all the concubines appeared in the imperial garden in their best condition, all the people waiting on them could not help but be dazzled.
When some palace residents who had just entered the palace saw this prosperous scene, they couldn't help but sigh that the harem was indeed a place where beauties gathered.
Just at the lively moment, Feng Jiu's voice came from far away: "The Queen is here!"
Everyone looked at the sound.
Surrounded by the palace servants, the Queen appeared in front of people wearing a complex and exquisite palace dress. She wore a flying bun and a golden walking rocker.
The complicated outfit complements her simple makeup perfectly.
The queen was outstanding both in temperament and appearance. As soon as she appeared, she firmly locked the eyes of everyone present.
Only then did everyone realize that this was the so-called Sixth Palace Pink and No Color.
As soon as the current Empress appeared, all the previous beauties, no matter how beautiful they were, seemed bland and featureless. Together, they were not as good as one Empress.
Everyone stared intently, and it took a while before they responded and saluted Mu Ci one after another.
Mu Ci sat down on the phoenix chair, pretending not to see the strange looks in the eyes of the other concubines, and said softly: "No gifts. Today is the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, a holiday for everyone, so there is no need to be restrained."
"Yes, Queen." Everyone responded in unison.
There were many ladies of the imperial court present, and from time to time they took a peek at the queen in front of her. She became more and more beautiful the more she looked at her, and her temperament could not be faulted.
Shen Manyun was the only concubine who didn't put much effort into her clothes and accessories. When she saw Mu Ci, she quietly said to An Rong: "Mu Ci is here to make people angry. So many of us dress up carefully.
Once upon a time, when she came, she was so beautiful that I really wished I could tear her face to pieces."
This should be what An Rong is thinking at this moment, right?
Her eyes were bright, and she saw at a glance that An Rong had put a lot of thought and effort into dressing up. The palace clothes were also brand new, and even the Bu Yao she was wearing was the first time.
Logically speaking, Concubine An was no worse than Mu Ci in terms of clothing and accessories, but she had the same outfit. As soon as Mu Ci appeared, An Rong seemed particularly dull and featureless.
If she were An Rong, she would be so angry that she would want to tear Mu Ci's face off.
An Rong pretended not to hear Shen Manyun's deliberate jab, and replied quietly: "Where the queen is, everyone else becomes a foil. This has become the norm, not surprising!"
After all these years, has her limelight not been stolen by Mu Ci? What's so strange about this one more time?
Shen Manyun thought that this would make her lose her temper, but she was afraid she would be disappointed.
"Sister An can tolerate it, but I don't have such tolerance." Shen Manyun raised her lips sarcastically.
Since An Rong was on the verge of life and death, her temper has completely calmed down and her patience has become particularly good. Such a person has almost no weaknesses.
And An Rong is not in a hurry to deal with Mu Ci.
If An Rong doesn't take action, it will be difficult for Mu Ci to catch An Rong.
