Cold Palace concubine is pregnant

Zhao Ling's canonization ceremony has not officially come down, but he has moved into worry free palace.

Dugu Liancheng stayed in the worry free palace for the next three days until Zhao Ling got better and his mood gradually stabilized.

During this period, Mu CI didn't meet Dugu Liancheng, and they naturally didn't have a chance to talk.

"Madam, today is Qiqiao Festival. Let's go out to flower street." Yingchun put forward suggestions in high spirits.

It's boring to stay in the palace all day. Only the imperial garden can visit the whole palace.

"Are you the daughter who hasn't come out of the cabinet? Is Qiqiao Festival a festival that mourners can attend? " Mu CI tapped Yingchun's forehead.

The girl just wants to play and doesn't listen to how to teach.

"Can only those who haven't come out of the cabinet participate in Qiqiao Festival? Then, the empress should accompany the maidservant to play. Isn't the maidservant still in the cabinet? " Yingchun's eyes brightened.

However, no matter how she lobbied, her mother was unmoved. Finally, she was taught a lesson by silk and bamboo.

In the evening, Mu CI thought that she could add some dishes to the small kitchen. She was asking the silk and bamboo to make a fuss, but Li Yu suddenly ran over and flattered: "empress..."

"Li Yu, can you speak normally?" Yingchun touched her arm and she got goose bumps.

Li Yu glared at Yingchun: "go aside."

When facing the words of admiration, he said in a flattering voice: "please follow the slave, madam."

"It's almost time to eat. Wait until you finish eating." Mu Ci's heart said, everything is not as big as eating.

"The emperor has already prepared food. Just go with the slave. Don't let the emperor wait too long." Li Yu just didn't do it and dragged away Mu CI.

Mu CI didn't want Li Yu to be too difficult, so he had to give up dinner.

Because Yingchun doesn't want to go to Yanfu palace with Mu Ci, she is finally accompanied by silk, bamboo and Jirou.

But this time they went not to Yanfu palace, but to Xihe gate. Near Xihe gate, two carriages were parked.

Mu Ci was a little confused. When he stepped forward, he saw someone coming down from the carriage. Was it Dugu Liancheng in regular clothes?

His clothes are not as serious as usual. Without the dignity of the day, he is like a harmless white faced scholar, but he is still noble and charming.

"Let me wait." Dugu Liancheng said, and pulled up the words of admiration