Cold Palace concubine is pregnant

An Rong felt that Shen manyun was incompetent. She was useless. She didn't want to have a child.

It must be different for her.

Shen manyun saw the sadness in an Rong's eyes. She whispered, "it's all because I'm stupid and can't speak. Sister Ann, why don't you try. You are a noble imperial concubine. Your status is noble enough. If you go to ask the emperor for the little prince, the emperor will promise to give the little prince to you. "

An Rong felt that Shen manyun's words were reasonable.

How do you know if you don't try?

If she makes a move, she can ask the little prince to come. At that time, Mu CI knows that the Emperor gave her the little prince, and the misunderstanding with the emperor will be deeper and deeper, and Mu CI will be more like a knife.

"However, the emperor values the little prince so much and dotes on his words of admiration. I'm afraid I'm reluctant to hand over the little prince. I'm afraid my sister won't get it in person. Just ah, the little prince is a sweet pastry. Before I went, Princess Ming also asked the emperor for it. Princess Ming doesn't look at her virtue. Just like her, how can the emperor give her the little prince to raise? My sister may have a little chance of winning, but it's just a little chance. " Shen manyun continued to beat.

It's really that an Rong is too scheming and can't get caught easily. But if she takes the opportunity to save a game, it will be very interesting.

An Rong was really itched by Shen manyun.

Even if it doesn't, the emperor will scold it at most. If it does, the little prince will come to her. How to handle it in the future is not her word?

At that time, the little prince will be her child.

She hates pain and admires words. She wants revenge too much and doesn't want to miss any chance.

"I'll go to Yanfu palace to see the little prince." An Rong didn't talk too full.

When she goes to Yanfu palace, she will make plans again, and she can get out at any time.

"I hope my sister can get what she wants. Sister an, don't be too anxious. If you can't, don't try to be strong. " Shen manyun told him anxiously.

An Rong answered and went to Yanfu palace.

Dugu Liancheng smiled coldly when he heard that an Rong was coming again: "today is really lively!"

Shen manyun has nothing special, but it is a fact that Shen manyun is friendly with an Rong. I don't know if Shen manyun is exploring the way for an Rong.

"I'll send you away." Li Yu hurried.

None of them were worried, especially the imperial concubine. She had the face to come to Yanfu palace. She thought the Emperor didn't know that she poisoned her highness that time?

"Let her in!" Dugu Liancheng said slowly.

He wants to see if an Rong dares to open this mouth.

An Rong entered the main hall smoothly. When she saw Dugu Liancheng holding the little prince, she settled her eyes. At the moment, she had a little reverie. It would be nice if this were her heir and the emperor held their child in such a gentle manner.

"See the emperor, my concubine." An Rong came forward to salute.

Dugu Liancheng raised his hand slightly and avoided an Rong's gift: "what's the matter?"

An Rong looked at Dugu Liancheng's expression carefully, and saw that his eyes were warm, holding the child and reading the memorial at the same time. He was so powerful.

No wonder Mu CI went to the imperial garden before. What's the use of admiring the emperor? That's an embroidered pillow.

Therefore, she strengthened a little courage, "my concubine hasn't seen the emperor for many days. She specially came to greet the emperor."

Hearing this, Dugu Liancheng remembered what Shen manyun had just said. It was amazing that he had different tunes and the same bow. However, Shen manyun finally talked about Mu CI.

Dugu Liancheng didn't answer, so he read the book carefully.

An Rong took a look at the little prince in his arms and finally summoned up her courage: "can I hold the little prince?"

Dugu Liancheng finally looked up at her and said, "no!"

Seeing that he didn't look angry, an Rong said, "the emperor is usually busy with government affairs and wants to take the little prince. He's really tired. Emperor, the dragon body matters. "

Dugu Liancheng's lips were light: "according to your imperial concubine, how can I not be so tired?"

An Rong thought that the opportunity came and hurriedly said, "my concubine can share your worries and labor for the emperor."

Dugu Liancheng looked at an Rong calmly. An Rong met him and couldn't see what was expressed in his eyes.

"Does your imperial concubine share my worries? The imperial concubine said, "how can you help me share my worries?" Dugu Liancheng asked again in a good temper.

Seeing that he didn't look angry, an Rong strengthened his courage for a moment: "why don't you give the little prince to his concubine? My concubine will certainly raise the little prince well and live up to the emperor's expectations. "

Dugu Liancheng smiled angrily: "her biological mother is not dead, but I give yu'er to your imperial concubine. Does your imperial concubine think it suitable?"

An Rong only said that he was angry with Mu Ci, thinking that this was his own opportunity, "of course it was suitable. If imperial concubine Chen didn't care for her children properly, she wouldn't bother the emperor to take the little prince in person. This is her dereliction of duty as a mother... "

"According to you, you, a vicious woman suspected of poisoning yu'er, are suitable for raising yu'er?!" Dugu Liancheng's smile gradually dispersed, and his eyes were cold.

An Rong received Dugu Liancheng's eyes and his palm was sweating: "emperor, it's not my concubine who hurt the little prince..."

At the next moment, Dugu Liancheng got up and walked to an Rong with the little prince in his arms, "you look at yu'er's eyes and talk."

Under Dugu Liancheng's powerful aura, an Rong retreated step by step.

She was facing Dugu Yu's innocent black eyes, like a lump in her throat. How do these eyes look like the emperor?

"I knew you were vicious, but I didn't expect you to kill my son!" Dugu Liancheng smiled coldly: "go away, don't dirty my Yanfu palace, and don't appear in front of me in the future. I feel sick when I see you!"

An Rong stumbled back and didn't expect that she would be hated by Dugu Liancheng.

The man looked at her like a disgusting cockroach. He didn't hide his dislike for her.

Nothing is more sad than this.

"Minister and concubine..." an Rong wanted to say that she just liked him so much that she couldn't tolerate Mu Ci's favor and gave birth to his children.

Finally, without saying anything, she stumbled out of Yanfu palace.

The blazing sun outside made her dizzy. She didn't stand still and fell to the ground.

Her legs hit the hard ground, but the pain was far less painful than Dugu Liancheng's dislike of her just now.

At that moment, she realized that even if she was still a high-ranking imperial concubine, it didn't matter whether she was a human or a ghost in the emperor's heart. Even if she died in the harem, he didn't want to look at her again.

Despair and an old wound that had not been healed made her heart ache. Finally, she could no longer bear it. A mouthful of fishy sweetness poured into her throat. She fell to the ground and lost consciousness.