Pampered Into Being The Empress

Rong Xi cried so much that he was about to faint, with dull pain in his head.

Mu Huai had already walked to her side, covered her slender shoulders with his hands, helped her up from the small case, and ordered her to look at him.

The man's voice faintly suppressed the violent anger, and he asked in a deep voice: "What happened, so painful and runny, even the body is ignored?"

Listening to Mu Huai's mention of the son in his belly, there was compelling anger in his eyes when he saw him goodbye, Rong Xiqiang suppressed his tears, but couldn't help it.

At last she belched softly and looked even more pitiful.

Mu Huai saw this lingering eye.

At the beginning of the day with him calmly, this squeamish woman cried, although he was impatient and irritable on his face, but he was at a loss.

This squeamish and troublesome woman is going to grind his cold heart to death.

One Rong Xi is enough for him, and he really has no thoughts about asking other women.

Mu Huai's sullen air gradually faded, and the warm and beautiful face of the woman was also covered by the slightly humiliated palms, and he wiped her gurgling tears with his fingertips.

The tone was rarely low, as if he was coaxing her to listen to him.

Mu Huai asked her, "Tell me with the gu, who caused you?"

Rong Xi didn't dare to look directly at the man's slightly cool and sharp eyes. She deliberately avoided her sight, choked a few times, and then replied in a low voice: "...Yun Lan...Yun Lan is dead."

Mu Huai was puzzled, and asked, "Who is Yun Lan?"

Rong Xi's beautiful eyes lifted slightly, and then slightly lowered, and he replied: "The slave maidservant did not go well that day... I beg your Royal Highness to invite the doctor Ye Si of Quyun Palace to call Ye Yunlan. The slave maid of Shicai learned that... she was actually the day before. Self-defeated."

Rong Xi's tears began to come out again when he mentioned the word self-defeating, but he deliberately controlled his crying state.

Some women cried, with a slightly stern expression.

And she cried, but if the pear flower brought rain, like a fairy crying, she was pitiful.

Rong Xi's beautiful eyes seemed to dodge, but in fact they were also exploring, secretly looking at Mu Huai's expression.

The man has a lot of brute force, and he doesn't know the severity of the attack. Her delicate shoulder was hurt by him, and she slowly frowned.

Seeing this, Mu Huai let go of the woman's shoulders.

As soon as he let go, Rong Xi threw himself into his arms like a young warbler homing, and his slender arms wrapped around his waist.

Seeing the woman leaning her head on his shoulder weakly and helplessly, Mu Huai's breathing was slightly stagnant, and her soothing fragrance poured out.

The pregnant beauty with warm tropical tears was tenderly in his arms, Mu Huai calmed his heart beating wildly, but his voice was still calm as usual. He calmly asked her: "Are you doubting the cause of the death of the doctor Ye? "

Rong Xi did not return to him, sobbing again in his arms.

Mu Huaifeng frowned, and his voice became colder: "Is still pregnant, ignoring the child?"

Rong Xi was still leaning against his broad chest, but with a little cried voice, he asked himself: "His Royal Highness...will you treat slaves and slaves' children in the future? There is no help for slaves and nothing in this world. The relatives are on the side. The servants...the servants are only the servants. If the servants no longer pity the servants in the future...the servants might as well die after giving birth to the children."

When Mu Huai heard her mention the word "death", his low-alcohol voice suddenly became ruthless, and he rebuked threateningly: "Under the lonely eyelids, do you dare to seek death?"

Rong Xi raised his eyes and looked at Mu Huai with those watery eyes.

With sadness and timidity, but it's seductive.

Mu Huai was a little lost in the eyes of women, and he couldn't help but think of the one recorded in the history books that had harmed the beauties of two countries.

At this moment, he finally understood why those monarchs who were also talented and rough were confused by a woman.

After all, I am not exempt from vulgarity.

Helpless, Mu Huai wiped Rong Xi's tears again, saying, "I won't let you die."

After speaking, he leans slightly.

The tall body cast a shadow on the Arhat bed, and the shadow covered the petite woman tightly.

Mu Huai and Rong Xi touched their foreheads, their thick black eyelashes touched each other, and he felt her face soft and wet.

He whispered to the woman in front of him: "Looking at the lonely."

Rong Xi Yiyan looked at him.

The two were so close, and in his eyes, she saw herself who was weak and weak from weeping.

Mu Huai asked in a low voice at this time: "I ask you, is crying useful? If you cry, can the doctor girl come back?"

Rong Xi shook his head and replied, "I won't be back again..."

Ye Yunlan is, so is Huanniang.

Will never come back.

Rong Xi's eyebrows frowned slightly and quickly opened up, she forced her voice to remain soft and tender, not mixed with hatred.

"You broke your body by crying, what should you do with the lone child? Huh?"

Not only the child, what should he do if she really breaks her body from crying.

Of course, Mu Huai did not say this.

He said again: "If you feel that the cause of her death is unknown, you must personally avenge her, and you will be the master."

Seeing a woman's tears gradually ceased, Mu Huai continued: "Anymore, being a lone woman, it is impossible to cringe. You are always so delicate and crying, how can you be granted your position in the future?"

One day he will hold this woman to the queen's position with his own hands, and let her stand beside him, shoulder to shoulder with him.

To be a queen, his pampering alone is not enough, but also means to stabilize this position.

If she is weak, he can teach her slowly.

Mu Huai’s tone was not gentle, but it was very persuasive.

Rong Xi likes Mu Huai's point. Although this man is arrogant and arrogant, if he encounters something that is hard to see, he will never preach, he just scolded him.

The stone hanging in her heart fell to the ground, and since she mentioned the position, then she would at least be sealed.

Rong Xi slowly raised his eyes at this time, his eyes still with timidity, but full of admiration, as if he was the king.

Mu Huai felt even more pity for her, and he rubbed the soft forehead of the woman with his forehead.

His voice was very low and solemn: "I will give you a sharp edge, and I will love you too."

The man's deep eyes seemed to look into her heart.

Although she has true feelings in all her actions, most of them are acting, inviting pets and begging for mercy.

But Mu Huai's words: Let her be a sharp edge, and give her love.

But her heart stopped beating for an instant as if she had been hit.

Rong Xi's voice was sweet and hoarse, she lowered her eyes, and asked Mu Huai in a soft voice: "...The servant, can you stab this sharp blade at anyone?"

The person she was going to stab was most likely Mu Huai's future wife, as well as Mu Huai's aunt, the queen of Da Qi.

But Mu Huai was faint and said, "As long as you are not killing the king, you can touch anyone you want."

It's okay to take this sharp blade and pierce his heart.

He asked again: "Or, if you have someone who is suspicious, tell Gu. Gu will solve that person for you and cut off his head and bring him to see you."

Rong Xi laughed, but his beautiful eyes were slightly sideways.

She didn't dare to bet on Mu Huai's feelings for Zhai Shiyin, but her goal had been achieved, her status as a concubine, and her power in the palace.

Rong Xi plunged into Mu Huai's arms again, choked with words: "...Your Highness..."

Mu Huai bowed her head and kissed the top of her hair, and hugged her carefully in her arms with a strong and powerful arm, but she couldn't see Rong Xi's delicate and white hands, clutching his luxurious and complex brocade crown. .

Rong Xi closed his eyes and thought to himself.

Mu Huai's temperament is sharp, and his actions are sharp.

Although cruel and resolute, but the style of dealing with things is quick to cut the mess, not a means of slowly torturing people.

Just killing her is not enough.

She has to let her taste what it means to be in the world and heart in hell.

******

It was sunny and snowy that day, branches were hanging in the rime of Weiyang Palace, and birds crowed.

The queen has been unwell recently. At this moment, she wears her forehead and lay lazily on the black wooden arhat bed.

The Luohan bed is very exquisite, with gold and silver sheets, Luotian carved flowers and birds, and four clusters of stone.

The queen is not in good health, it is difficult to get pregnant, and it is impossible for Emperor Zhuang to be born at this age. It is a regret in life.

Seeing that Shumingli’s Zhai Shiyin was carefully rubbing her sour legs, the queen's eyes softened and said gently: "You have always been restless these few days, not as open and talkative as you used to be, but you are thinking about the prince belt. The girl who entered the East Palace?"

After hearing this, Zhai Shiyin smiled, nodded docilely to the queen, and replied: "The niece understands the niece's mind best, and the niece doesn't tell her."

Mu Huai brought back a woman from outside the palace. This is the reason why she has been worried about it recently, but this is only one of the reasons.

Another reason is that the assassins she sent to Hongdu have not returned to Bianjing until now. She had sent people to find them, but she couldn’t find the assassins. She didn’t even find a dead body. To.

Zhai Shiyin was not sure whether the Rong daughter died.

She was pregnant with Mu Huai's child, which was a disaster after all.

The queen saw Zhai Shiyin’s thoughts and persuaded: “Being the prince’s wife and concubine is also the concubine of the emperor in the future. Don’t be too jealous. There will always be someone who will divide your favor and get pregnant. If you become a regular wife, don’t stop. Keep the concubine in your heart, the concubine is just a plaything after all."

Zhai Shiyin nodded respectfully.

She understood all these things, but when she thought that Mu Huai's first woman was probably the girl of the Rong family with a pocky face, she felt as if she was stuck in her throat, even nauseous.

But now she really shouldn't think about the humble-looking girl Rong, the mysterious girl in the East Palace, who is the biggest threat right now.

She recently sent someone to inquire about the woman's news, but the East Palace was tightly guarded, and the people's voices were tight, and she was unable to detect the woman's identity.

Some palace officials said that the woman was born beautifully, and Zhai Shiyin had expected it.

If she was not born beautiful, how could she be favored by a arrogant and indifferent man like Mu Huai?

The queen saw Zhai Shiyin's thoughts and said, "If you want to see that woman, Ming Japanese Palace will tell her to come to Weiyang Palace. Although this woman is nameless and has no part, she is also the prince's woman. Queen, she should come here to see her kneeling."

The queen thought, nothing more than an ordinary girl with a low status.

Let her come to Weiyang Palace, or reward her face.

Zhai Shiyin smiled and replied respectfully: "Thank you, Niang Niang."

It was night, Zhai Shiyin couldn't sleep peacefully, thinking about the woman's face all the time.

Until the next day, the prince sent someone to Weiyang Palace, saying that the woman had a sudden illness and was unfit to come to Weiyang Palace to see the queen.

But who knows whether the woman is sick or not?

Now that spring is approaching, and the winter plums in the plum garden in the palace are about to wither, Zhai Shiyin thinks about this day and goes to the plum garden to gather some plum snow for the queen to make tea.

With thoughts in mind, Zhai Shiyin passed through the Donghua Gate and looked at the double-eaves building emerging from the towering walls of the East Palace.

Those beautiful eyes, with deep desire.

Sooner or later, she will live in.

Not in a hurry at this time.

Zhai Shiyin was good at dancing, and his steps seemed to be wavy, and brought the two court ladies to Meiyuan.

When I arrived at Meiyuan, I saw a strange woman standing in the beautiful plum forest.

Zhai Shiyin got closer to the woman, and when she saw the woman's face clearly, her eyes changed slightly.

The woman can be described as snow-skinned and beautiful, and she has a slick face.

She gave birth to an extremely gorgeous and impactful appearance. Snow was not as white as her complexion, and plum blossom was not as charming as her soft lips.

The Huatian with her brows was shining brightly under the midday sun.

It's so stunning, it's so ugly and ugly everywhere.

If it weren't for the shadows falling on the ground, Zhai Shiyin would have thought that this person was a plum blossom spirit.

She subconsciously touched her face with her hand.

Obviously she is confident of her appearance, but the appearance of the strange woman in front of her is really stronger than her.

In front of such a beauty, she can only be called Xiaojiabiyu.

Who is this woman?

Zhai Shiyin gradually had an answer in her heart, but she also felt flustered.

Danxiang stood beside Rong Xi, and whispered: "Girl, someone has come to Meiyuan. The slave and maid looks at it, it seems it is Miss Zhai."

Rong Xi nodded and stretched his slender hand towards the snow-covered plum blossom. When his fingertips touched the icy snow, his eyes changed slightly.

A pair of eyes that were originally soft and innocent had a little cruel color.

She curled her lips, returned Danxiang, and said, "I see."