Cold Palace concubine is pregnant

An Rong glanced at mother Peng and replied in a low voice, "if one day is destined to say, the owner of the Phoenix chair is not the palace."

She knows her position, but she will never be willing to be under the words of admiration.

For so many years, she has been camping in the harem step by step, just to defeat her admirers?

In this way, the emperor can see her good.

No matter in the past or in the future, she will take defeating Mu Ci as the primary goal and die.

Mother Peng was glad to see that an Rong was so calm. At the same time, she was also very distressed. How can the most honourable woman in the government of an Guo condescend to others?

From small to large, she watched an Rong grow up and knew how excellent the settled girl was. It is said that Mu CI is cultivated according to the Queen's specifications. Isn't an Rong so?

At the moment, she secretly decided to help an Rong to the back.

Not only is the dark tide surging in Jingyang palace, but also the owners of other palaces and gardens are ready to move, hoping to make a splash on the Wanhua Festival. No matter how, we can't let Mu CI take the lead and return to the emperor's vision.

But throughout the whole harem, there are not many beautiful women like Mu CI. No one can compare Mu CI in terms of appearance.

We all hold this belief and hope to show our heads at the Wanhua Festival. If we have the opportunity, it's best to sleep.

With everyone's full preparation, the Wanhua festival soon arrived.

Because today is the ten thousand Flower Festival, the queen doesn't need to accept the greetings of her concubines. She rarely gets up late.

When Yingchun saw Mu Ci's lazy appearance, she stamped her feet anxiously: "can't your mother be a little more positive?"

Later, I have to host the Wanhua Festival. There are many concubines waiting to compete with my mother. My mother is still slow.

"If it weren't for being the queen, the palace really didn't want to participate in the Wanhua Festival. It's better to take jing'er in the Yong'an palace." Mu CI stretched his waist and couldn't understand the eagerness of Yingchun.

"It's not good for you not to make progress. How many beauties have worked hard to win the emperor's attention. At any rate, my mother will go to the town to suppress those demons and ghosts, so that they can't have a chance to charm the emperor! " Yingchun said, pushing the silk and bamboo to let her help Mu CI comb a beautiful bun.

Admiring words, smiling and silent.

However, she thought that Dugu Liancheng might not appear on the Wanhua Festival. Maybe it was the wind released by some people that made such a rumor appear?

Speaking of it, she had not seen Dugu Liancheng for a long time. For a long time, even Dugu Liancheng's affection before leaving the palace became untrue.

"The lady is the most beautiful without dressing up." Silk and bamboo have a pair of skillful hands.

Originally, there was a maid who combed her hair. Later, silk and bamboo were not at ease. She also took charge of combing her hair.

When the silk and bamboo Gang combed their hair, Yingchun specially prepared a set of expensive and threatening palace clothes for mu CI.

When Mu CI saw it, she resisted, but when she remembered that today was the first grand festival since she ascended the throne, and the imperial court's life woman would also attend, she, the queen, should be more grand.

Then she changed into this palace dress.

When Yingchun put on the golden step for her, the people waiting in the room praised in unison.

Mu Ci was a little uncomfortable: "will it be too heavy?"

The last time she dressed so grandly, she was still at the post seal ceremony. Although the Wanhua Festival is important, she dressed up with jewels and felt a little exaggerated.

"No, no, my mother is very beautiful. I've never seen a nobleman more beautiful than my mother in my life." Yingchun kept her eyes on it and did not hesitate to appreciate the words of admiration.

The empress is not only beautiful, but also noble and powerful. She doesn't dare to face it.

Mu CI knew that Yingchun's speech was always exaggerated, so he didn't take this to heart.

The Wanhua Festival is held in the royal garden.

When a group of concubines were dressed up and appeared in the imperial garden in their best state, the servants were dazzled.

Seeing this prosperous scene, some palace people who had just entered the palace could not help but sigh that the back palace was indeed a place where beauties gathered.

In the lively moment, Feng Jiu's voice from far to near: "the empress is coming!"

The crowd followed the sound.

Surrounded by palace attendants, the empress appeared in a complicated and exquisite palace dress. She wore a flying bun and a golden step.

Looking at the complicated costumes, they complement her simple makeup.

The Queen's temperament and appearance were top-notch. As soon as she appeared, she firmly locked the eyes of everyone present.

The crowd was surprised that this was the so-called six palace powder without color.

As soon as the empress appears today, all the beauties before are no matter how beautiful they are. They are not as good as a empress.

The crowd stared and responded for a long time, saluting their admirers one after another.

Mu resigned and took his seat in the Phoenix chair, pretended not to see the strange eyes of other concubines, and said in a low voice: "no gift. Today is the ten thousand Flower Festival. It's your festival. You don't have to hold it. "

"Yes, empress." The crowd responded in unison.

There are also many imperial concubines present. They take a peek at the queen in front of them from time to time. The more they look, the more beautiful they are. Their temperament can't find anything wrong.

Shen manyun was the only concubine who didn't work hard on her clothes and accessories. When she saw Mu Ci, she quietly said to an Rong, "Mu CI is deliberately angry. So many of us dressed up carefully, but when she came, she was gorgeous and overwhelmed the crowd. I really wish I could tear her face. "

This should be the voice of an Rong at the moment?

Her eyes were bright. She saw that an Rong had spent a lot of effort to dress up today. The palace dress was also brand-new, and even the step shake she was wearing was her first time.

It is reasonable to say that concubine an is no worse than Mu CI in terms of dress and accessories, but she has the same outfit. As soon as Mu CI appears, an Rong looks very light and has no characteristics.

If she were an Rong, she must be so angry that she wanted to tear her face.

An Rong pretended not to hear Shen manyun's deliberate stabbing, and replied in a low voice: "where there is a queen, others have become a foil, which has become the norm. It's not surprising!"

After all these years, which time did she not lose her popularity by admiring words? What's so strange about this one more time today?

Shen manyun thought that this would make her lose her manners and be naughty. I'm afraid she'll be disappointed.

"Sister an can bear it. If it were me, she wouldn't have such tolerance." Shen manyun scoffed.

Since an Rong walked on the edge of life and death, her temper has completely subsided, and her patience has become particularly good. Such a person has almost no weakness.

And an Rong is not in a hurry to deal with Mu CI.

If an Rong doesn't make a move, it's not easy for mu Ci to catch an Rong's handle.