Cold Palace concubine is pregnant

The third year of Xia Guoshun, the seventh day of August, is a beautiful day. It is suitable to marry.

Mu Ci, wearing a bright red wedding dress and a phoenix crown, sat in a sedan chair.

Her willow eyebrows are slender, her nose is delicate, and her eyes are slightly powdered, which is already the posture of the city.

Looking at the grand wedding procession outside through the curtain, she had a light smile on her lips.

This deep palace red wall, she's back!

When the sedan entered the blue sky gate, the grand welcoming team that should have gone to the East Palace suddenly turned and went in the direction of Weiyang palace.

The people kneeling on both sides of the lane didn't understand what had happened. They were stunned. They looked at the wedding team, but it was Weiyang palace.

Dugu Liancheng, the younger brother of the emperor, who was waiting for the wedding, was stunned. He quickly reacted, caught up with the wedding team and stopped the sedan.

"Mu Ci, what do you want?"

Weiyang palace has always been the Queen's bedroom. She doesn't want to remarry her brother.

Mu CI sat steadily in the sedan chair without saying a word.

Dugu Liancheng was close to the sedan chair, and the bodyguard stopped him.

He looked at the bodyguard. His narrow eyes were vicious and cold, like a boundless dark night, which could devour all things in the world, and even the temperature around him suddenly fell.

The guards couldn't stand steadily. Their legs were soft and they knelt down together.

At the next moment, Dugu Liancheng stepped forward and dragged Mu CI down from the sedan.

Mu Ci was embarrassed, but he didn't change his face. He shouted coldly, "what are you doing?"

She was already delicate. This cold cry was also crisp. She had no power, but more interest.

However, Dugu Liancheng didn't know how to cherish the fragrance and jade. Instead, he made more efforts to grasp her bright wrist: "today is a happy day for you and me. Why did you go to Weiyang palace?"

Although the emperor's brother is fond of admiring Ci, he has been infatuated with him for a long time. In the past two years, he has been obsessed with him, which annoys him.

It must be that today's move is to attract his attention and play hard to get.

Mu CI looked at him in silence.

Dugu Liancheng didn't like her eyes, so he frowned: "don't be ridiculous!"

"Qingle, your favorite little palace man, is pregnant. Today is a good day for Jin Qingle to be a good girl. We haven't had time to congratulate you." Mu Ci's eyes are cold.

Dugu Liancheng already had beautiful women, even concubines. Why would she go to the East Palace and humiliate herself?

Even three days later, Dugu Liancheng will marry Yunxi, the daughter of the Taiwei, as the side imperial concubine. Handsome as he is, there is no lack of romantic affairs. When he ascends the throne, there will be countless beauties to enjoy.

Even though Dugu Liancheng was good at hiding his emotions, he also changed his face when he heard that Mu CI claimed to be his own palace. He blurted out: "where did you get the news?"

He had the news blocked, and it was impossible for him to know.

Mu CI broke away from Dugu Liancheng's control.

She looked at Dugu Liancheng's wrists with bruises and mocked: "I can predict, can you believe it?"

Is that all she knows when she comes back from hell?

In her previous life, she knew that Dugu Liancheng was pregnant with a concubine on the day of her wedding and married her on the same day. She carried the shame for half her life.

At that time, she loved the man deeply. Even if he humiliated her in this way, she was willing to swallow the bitter fruit.

But what did she get in the end?

Mu's family broke and died. She lost her bones and blood, was thrown into the cold palace, and finally burned alive