Cold Palace concubine is pregnant

When Dugu Liancheng entered the bedroom, there was only a yellow light inside.

The green silk of the sleeping beauty on the couch scattered aside, and the small face with a palm was covered. The lights were dim, and it was still difficult to hide her unique beauty.

He stood in front of his bed and watched quietly. A strange feeling came into his heart.

Mu Zhi runs around for her. Because she is harassed by courtiers every day, why can she live in a corner and live a life free from strife?

It's too cheap to put her in the cold palace. She should let her enter the land of right and wrong and make her one of the three thousand in her harem, so that she can't live a good life.

Mu CI didn't know that he was just sleeping well, which would hinder Dugu Liancheng.

She fell asleep and suddenly felt something wrong. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the emperor's face close to her.

She was a little frightened at first, and soon recovered her calm.

Under Dugu Liancheng's gaze, she looked for clothes and wrapped herself as if nothing had happened. Even if Dugu Liancheng was standing and sitting, she was still not weak: "how did the emperor come to the cold palace at this time?"

Dugu Liancheng sat down at the edge of the bed, picked up a wisp of her green silk and put it in his palm.

Mu CI saw it and pulled back his hair.

At the next moment, Dugu Liancheng took him away again. In such a cycle, Mu CI finally fell down. She would never learn from the emperor and grab his hair to revenge.

"I was going to Cuiwei palace. I planned to have a rest in Cuiwei palace tonight. Unexpectedly, someone in the palace sent a letter saying that the Empress Dowager was ill and was dying. I turned around and came to see if the Empress Dowager was dead." Dugu Liancheng opened his mouth, but he didn't like it.

Mu CI frowned gently.

The heart said that in addition to Yingchun and silk and bamboo, where else could she be sent? The palace man suddenly appeared. I don't know if it was Dugu Liancheng's fabricated character.

"Don't worry, the emperor will die in front of the mourning family in the future. At present, the emperor is fine. How can AI's family let him have something? " Mu CI Wen's voice returns.

"As always, sharp teeth and sharp mouth." Dugu Liancheng said to Mu Ci, "the Empress Dowager lies in some."

Mu CI didn't know what he wanted to do and sat still.

It was not until Dugu Liancheng suddenly took off her clothes that she felt something wrong: "what do you want to do?"

"The Empress Dowager and I have been married. The Empress Dowager took great pains to get my dragon body. Now she asks me what I want to do. Is it too hypocritical?"

Dugu Liancheng wanted Mu Ci to dress himself.

But the Empress Dowager's nature of not suffering losses, and she can't expect to serve him.

If you don't do it yourself, you'll have plenty of food and clothing.

Mu CI watched Dugu Liancheng take off his robe, then pushed her away and lay on the outside of the bed.

"Give this place to the emperor and go to another place to rest." Mu CI said and wanted to stay.

However, Dugu Liancheng turned around and pressed her down. She held her breath and didn't move.

She didn't want anything to do with the emperor. Any other man can, but he can't. In the past, she could beat him back casually, but today he did the opposite, making her unable to touch his intention.

In fact, Dugu Liancheng regretted after he finished this action.

He didn't want to touch this dirty woman at all, but it seemed that only in this way could she become one of his harem.

He just wanted to let her live in humiliation. Obviously, he was the empress dowager, but he had to commit himself to him, so as to lower her arrogant head.

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Sorry everyone, so many babies help score, but some malicious brush low scores have pulled down the scores.

Readers who don't like reading, click the fork in the upper right corner. Please move to find the text you like. There's no need to brush a low score to find a sense of existence. The author has no ability and glass heart. He can't afford to serve.