Cold Palace concubine is pregnant

Zhao Cairen covered his lips and smiled: "sister, this is unreasonable. The emperor also said that the concubines in the back Palace are close as one family. Naturally, everyone is sisters. If the emperor hears what his sister said, he will think that his sister has no tolerance. "

Hua Shang heard the speech and stood up: "how dare you be rude to our palace just because of your little talent?! Autumn peach, hold Zhao Cairen's mouth! "

Seeing that Hua Shang was ready to fight, he said to stop: "well, enough is enough!"

"Yes, Empress Dowager." Huachang did not dare to disobey Mu Ci and sat back.

Yes, it's time to be consistent with the outside world. Xiangcai talent is everyone's strong enemy. The emperor hasn't come to the harem for a long time, but once he enters the harem, he favors them one after another. Why do they feel embarrassed when they come out of the east palace?

Yunxi winked at the beauty, immediately recognized her, opened her mouth and said, "Xiang Cairen is now a popular man in the harem. It doesn't matter if you are deeply loved by the emperor. Up to now, my sisters and I have never seen Xiang Cairen. The emperor is really good at hiding. Is this afraid that the sisters will eat her? "

"Yes, it's five days. Every time I go to bed, I stay in Yanfu palace. The next day I have to wait on pen and ink in front of the emperor. I don't know what kind of beauty makes the emperor so fond. " Zhao Cairen agreed sourly.

When they finished, they all looked at the words of admiration.

Mu Ci was concentrating on drinking tea. When he saw that he was suddenly quiet, he raised his eyes and asked, "finished?"

Zhao Cairen and Yu Meimei nodded at the same time.

Mu CI put down the tea cup and Wensheng advised: "as concubines, your duty is to open branches and leaves for the royal family. The emperor was busy with government affairs and seldom went to the harem on weekdays. It was a good thing that such a beauty could enter his eyes, which proved that the Dragon heir was in sight. In the future, more beauties will enter the palace. Just get used to it, just get used to it. "

Her words were reasonable, and the people who wanted to provoke were stunned for a moment.

Didn't you say there was an affair between the Empress Dowager and the emperor? How can you see that the emperor favors the new beauty, but the Empress Dowager doesn't hate it at all?

It doesn't make sense!

Yu Meimei was not happy and took the lead in stealing the confession: "as the empress said, the emperor doesn't come to the back Palace on weekdays. It's difficult for the sisters to see the emperor. It was not easy for the emperor to come to the harem, but everyone didn't even have a chance to see the emperor. They were monopolized by talented people. If the emperor is exposed to rain and dew, my concubines will be convinced. "

The implication is that Xiang Ling monopolizes the favor. She doesn't accept it.

"Yes, my concubines are not satisfied!" Zhao Cairen agreed and knelt down in front of the words of admiration: "the Empress Dowager is kind-hearted and must decide for us poor people."

"I also ask the Empress Dowager to be the master. The emperor now listens to the advice of the empress dowager, and my concubines count on the Empress Dowager. " Hua Shang answered at the right time.

Seeing the delay in expressing his admiration, Yunxi sighed softly, "the Empress Dowager also has difficulties. The emperor is unruly. The Empress Dowager is afraid that the emperor won't listen to the advice. Instead, she blames it. When the time comes, she won't be able to make it easy for her sisters. "

She did the opposite, deliberately using the method of provocation.

"Li Zhaoyi can see through. The mourning family has an old grudge with the emperor. If the mourning family interferes in this matter, the emperor will only blame the mourning family for its long hand. It's OK that I can't help you. I'm afraid the emperor will blame you. Instead, I'll anger you and make the mourners feel bad. " Mu CI smiled indifferently and put down the tea: "I'm tired of mourning. Let's all step back."