Cold Palace concubine is pregnant

Seeing that Dugu Liancheng was indifferent, the spring breeze simply climbed to his feet and held his thigh: "the emperor put the slave and maid to death. It's all the fault of the slave and maid, and the master is wronged..."

"Good, I'll help you!" Dugu Liancheng drew out a bodyguard's sword.

Under the light and shadow of the sword, the spring breeze was suddenly in a different place.

Qingle screamed when she saw the head pole of the spring breeze rolling in front of her, and she fainted the next moment.

No one in the harem knows what happened in the plum blossom Pavilion.

All I know is that the spring breeze suddenly dies suddenly, while Qingle has a high fever and lingers on the edge of life and death.

Sometimes her fever goes away and she'll feel better. Sometimes it's just the opposite, burning for a day and a night.

Such a cycle, but more than ten days of Kung Fu, Qingle has lost its shape.

Where is the roundness of the past?

Such Qingle looks like a puppet falling at any time.

During this period, he waited on Qingle without taking off his raincoat, enlightened Qingle from time to time, and mentioned the great prince from time to time.

It seems that because of the concern of the eldest prince, Qingle is finally better and the fever has finally subsided.

Just then, Mu CI suddenly appeared with the big prince.

Qingle seems to have changed a person now. His cheeks are sunken and his face is waxy yellow. In addition, he hasn't eaten much for more than ten days. The whole person seems to be ten years old.

The eldest prince doesn't remember Qingle very much. Seeing Qingle's appearance, he was immediately frightened to cry.

This scene made Qingle very sad. Her eyes were filled with tears. She wanted to hold the great prince, but mu CI said to silk and bamboo, "it's bad luck here. You go out with nian'er."

Silk and bamboo responded and went out of the room with the prince in his arms.

Mu CI looked at Qingle with tears flowing, and his voice was particularly gentle: "what can I do if I cry blind now? You won't see nianer grow up in the future. You should live well. AI Jia likes to see you in pain. If you lose it like this, you will have less fun in the future. "

"Mu Ci, you will die!" Qingle quickly wiped away her tears and roared at Mu CI.

This vicious woman took away her child, the emperor's favor, and the spring breeze. She wants to work hard with this woman!

"Who in the harem doesn't expect the mourning family to die early? You are more than one, and you are less than one. You want to die, but you don't have enough skills. When the AI family first entered the palace, you were designing to frame the AI family. It's been almost two years, and you haven't been able to do anything about your family. Even if I give you another ten or twenty years, you won't die and mourn for your family. It's really killing your heart, isn't it? " Mu Ci's smile is bright, just like the daisy in full bloom on the windowsill.

Qingle glared at Mu CI fiercely, as if it could tear up her smiling face.

Mu CI seemed unable to see Qingle's bitter eyes. She said to herself, "don't worry, AI family will take good care of nianer to grow up. At that time, the mourning family will be nianer's mother -- "

Before her voice fell, Qingle's Qi and blood surged, vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The servant of feiyuxuan only knew that the Empress Dowager had come to investigate the master's disease, but he didn't know what the Empress Dowager said to stimulate the master. So after the Empress Dowager left, the master began to get hot again.

Qingle's illness was repeated until the Mid Autumn Festival.

There have been many happy events recently. Of course, the Mid Autumn Festival has been lively all day, and a mid autumn festival banquet has been held in the evening. Mu CI felt that there was nothing to participate in such a banquet, so he simply left Changyin Pavilion early.

After leaving Changyin Pavilion, she unknowingly went to the plum blossom Pavilion.

In fact, she had gradually forgotten the first emperor, but suddenly saw the handwriting belonging to the first emperor that day, and everything about the first emperor suddenly came alive again.

"Mother, go back." Silk and bamboo saw the plum blossom pavilion not far ahead, blocking the way of Mu CI.

Last time, Qingle wanted to use the emperor's hand to deal with the empress. If the empress hadn't been prepared, Qingle would have calculated it.

The people in the harem are talkative, and the empress should have a long mind. No one can catch hold of her.

In the battle of plum blossom Pavilion, it was the first time for her to see the emperor's cruel appearance of killing people without blinking an eye. Such an emperor is really cold-blooded and ruthless.

Even if the emperor is different from others, she doesn't want to see her take risks.

"That night came in a hurry. I went in and took a look and left." Mu CI said and went to the plum blossom Pavilion.

There is only one bodyguard guarding the plum blossom Pavilion. He doesn't dare to stop him when he sees Mu CI.

Silk and bamboo saw that her mother was stubborn and knew that she couldn't stop it, so she had to stop.

She knows that my mother wants to be the emperor first.

Soon it will be the second anniversary of the death of the first emperor. Tonight is the Mid Autumn Festival. On the Mid Autumn Festival two years ago, the first emperor and empress sat in the most dazzling position in the crowd and enjoyed the worship of civil and military officials.

Tonight, however, the empress and the holy master are sitting together, making a fool of nature.

Mu CI stood in the veranda, watching the shadow of the tree whirling, and his mind didn't know where he was floating.

She looked at the boundless night and didn't know how long she stood until the silk and bamboo said, "it's getting late. Why don't you go back and have a rest early?"

She was afraid that when the emperor went to Yongan palace and found that his mother was not there, it would cause unnecessary misunderstanding.

"It's so quiet here." Murmur silently.

She likes the quiet here.

"The mourners will rest here tonight. You guys also have a rest early. If you have something to do, the mourners will call you. " Mu CI said and went to the inner room.

Only a few palace maids clubbed in place and looked at each other.

Finally, he sent a soft distribution: "you go to have a rest, I'll watch the mother, and I'll take turns to watch the night on the third watch."

Everyone responded one by one.

The plum blossom pavilion was very clean. Mu CI fell on the soft couch and smelled the familiar aroma. His body soon relaxed and went to sleep.

I don't know whether I dreamed or recalled the past. The scene of the day she entered the palace was generally replayed in front of her.

She suddenly woke up because the feeling of being peeped at was too strong.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a man in the room. His face is hidden in the dark, and his eyes emit a dark light

"Who are you?" Mu CI looked out the door.

She knew that sending soft incense would keep a vigil. Neither of them was weak.

However, this man was able to put down Jirou quietly, which is enough to show that this man's Kung Fu is unpredictable.

The man did not answer.

Mu CI stayed in the dark. Originally, a dim yellow palace lamp was left in the corner. Now the palace lamp is off and the room is dark. Her eyesight is good, but it is still difficult to distinguish the man's face in this environment.

It's just strange that the man touched her room in the middle of the night, and she was not afraid at all.

It was not that she was brave, but that she felt that the man would not hurt her. She didn't feel the man's killing opportunity.

The man remained silent and looked at her from a distance.