: Out of the Cold Palace

Murong Bing looked at the group of people kneeling in front of him, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her heart was mixed: "You are still embarrassed to fall in love with me now. I have been doing my best to take care of you for so many years, but you can't even tolerate a pregnant woman. You are also embarrassed to fall in love with me because the imperial concubine betrayed me. Now you are still embarrassed to tell me what kind of love?!"

Jacquard also approached Murong Bing and looked at the group of people under her feet, and hated her teeth. When she thought of how they bullied her concubines, she wanted to rush up and slap them one by one. It was hard for the empress to be so generous now that she didn't know them as much as they did, and they were still so unsatisfied that the empress wanted to save them.

Those women saw the ruthlessness of Jacquard beating Xiaoqing a few days ago. After seeing the Twilight that Jacquard disliked, they couldn't help but retreat slightly, fearing that Jacquard would be unhappy, so they were beating themselves. If they beat Xiaoqing like that, they would be in short order.

"You can stay in this cold palace with peace of mind. I will not ask Rongrong to take you away!" Murong Bing's eyes slid coldly across the people on the ground, and said in a cold voice.

After saying that, Hua Rongrong didn't want to stay any longer and walked out like a escaping. Huge joy hit everyone's heart and kept sending Murong Bing to the palace gate. Seeing Murong Xiushen waiting at the door, Hua Rongrong's reluctance became stronger and stronger. She had a deep hug with Murong Bing, and tears flashed from the corners of the eyes of both of them.

Murong Bing smiled and helped Hua Rongrong wipe away the tears on her face, saying, "Rongrong, you shouldn't cry at this time, you should laugh, and you smile beautifully, I will miss you in the future."

After saying this, Hua Rongrong's reluctance became more sticky, covering the whole heart. Before he could part, he began to miss: "Well, Sister Murong, you must come back to see me from time to time. I miss you too. And the child can hold him, thanks to you who saved him. After being born, I must let her recognize you as her godmother. Are you willing?"

Murong Bing waved his hands repeatedly: "If it's not possible, I'm just a civilian now. How can I afford to be the prince's godmother? Isn't this a traitor?"

Hua Rongrong held Murong Bing's hand tightly: "You are his savior, why can't you afford it? If my sister doesn't agree, I won't let you go!"

Seeing that Hua Rongrong insisted on letting the prince recognize him as his godmother, it was really hard to refuse, Murong Bing nodded and responded: "Okay, it's just that I've been in the cold palace for a long time and there's nothing around me to leave for the little prince as a token."

Jacquard laughed and took out a pair of scissors: "Hehe, our empress has long thought of this. I stole the scissors from the cold palace. The empress once cut the black hair and gave it to the emperor to convey her feelings. Why not even Sister Murong cut off a strand of her hair and gave it to us the little prince to make a brush?"

Murong Bing then smiled and said, "Okay, it's my honor for the little prince to write with my hair."

As he said that, he cut the scissors into a large strand of his hair, and then carefully handed it over to the jacquard after finishing it.

They said something together for a long time, and it was not until the palace gate was about to be closed at night that the two of them parted reluctantly.

Returning to the evergreen palace that I am familiar with, this kind of comfortable life is like a huge happiness for Hua Rongrong.

However, in her spare time, Hua Rongrong couldn't help but miss the days when she lived in the cold palace with Murong Bing.

"I don't know how Sister Murong is living now, but it must be much better than in the cold palace, right?" As she said that, Hua Rongrong laughed silently.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and she turned around instinctively and couldn't help laughing: "Jacquard, what other good things are there to eat?"

Since returning from the cold palace, almost every day, Jacquard will bring delicious food to himself from the imperial kitchen. Over time, my figure has gained a little weight, and I look a little fatter than before.

"Empress, Jacquard sent you today, but the delicious osmanthus cake is said to be of great benefit to your body." Jacquard put the pastry in his hand on the table, and a very excited smile appeared on his face.

Hua Rongrong couldn't help but laugh and said, "After returning from the cold palace, I was surrounded by delicious food every day. Look, my body has been several times fatter, so don't feed me these pastries, right?"

"That's not possible. Empress, you have been suffering and exhausted in the cold palace for so long. Now you have to replenish your body. The emperor also said that you must replenish your body, otherwise I will be punished by the emperor." Jacquard looked at her seriously, "Empress, I have inquired about it. Before pregnancy, you will get fat. After the little prince is born, you will gradually lose weight. At that time, you will still be a concubine who is stunning."

"Don't talk about the title of little prince." After Hua Rongrong smiled, she frowned and stared at the jacquard seriously. "Peng Yuanyuan's power in the palace is still huge, and I don't know how much military power that General Murong still has, and whether he can help the emperor. If only a little power is left in the palace, it will take a long time for us to win the Peng family. When you walk in the palace, you must be more careful, do you understand!"

"Jiazhi understands." Jazhi sticks out her tongue playfully, which makes Hua Rongrong smile helplessly.

She picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and took a bite. The sweetness that melted in her mouth made her inexplicably think of life in the cold palace. She couldn't help but sigh and almost shed tears.

Jacquard looked at her in shock and couldn't help asking: "Empress, why are you so sad? Do you say this osmanthus cake is not delicious?"

"No, I just remembered life in the cold palace." Hua Rongrong wiped her tears and said with a laugh.

"Cold Palace?" Jacquard felt even more confused and looked at Hua Rongrong curiously, "Empress, the taste of this osmanthus cake is sweet. How could you think of the terrible life in the cold palace that is dark and sunny?"

"Do you remember the bag of pastry you gave me before heading to the cold palace?" Hua Rongrong asked mysteriously.

"Of course I remember that the pastry is filled with a bite of crispy, which is also a very delicious pastry, ah... I understand, Empress, because a bite of crispy and osmanthus cake are very sweet pastries, you can't help but think of life at that time?" Looking at Hua Rongrong's smile of agreement, Jacquard's eyes dimmed, and he said with some guilt, "I'm sorry, I won't bring you these sweet pastries again in the future. Life in the cold palace is so hard, and even bullied by many crazy women. You must be reluctant to recall your life at that time, right?"

"Not."

Hua Rongrong's answer made Jacquard feel more confused, but Hua Rongrong did not hide anything anymore, but instead said the memory hidden in his heart, "I think you should still remember the sister who walked out of the cold palace with me..."

After a while, Jacquard couldn't help but clap his hands and praised: "Empress, you are so lucky. Even in the cold palace, you can meet such a good person."

"When it comes to this, it's your mouthful that saved me." Hua Rongrong couldn't help but joke.

Just as the master and servant were laughing, Yaqing's voice suddenly came from outside: "Empress, an old friend is asking for a meeting."

"Old friend?"

Hua Rongrong couldn't help but frown and thought in her heart, who was this so-called old friend? She couldn't help asking: "Yaqing, don't keep it a secret, who is it?"

"But Empress, I don't know you, an old friend." Yaqing said with a laugh.

At this moment, even Jacquard was surprised. When it comes to following Hua Rongrong, Yaqing was a long time earlier than herself, and there was an old friend she didn't know about?

Putting down the osmanthus cake in his hand, Hua Rongrong stood up and said as she walked, "Who is it? I'm still playing with mystery here, I have to go and see it."

"Empress, be careful, I will help you over." Jacquard followed quickly.

As soon as they walked out of the bedroom, Hua Rongrong couldn't help but scream in surprise: "Sister Murong, why are you here?"

Standing outside the door, waiting was Murong Bing, who was sharing weal and woe with Hua Rongrong in the cold palace. At this time, she changed into a pink gauze dress, looking as beautiful as a fairy. Where could she be as haggard as she was in the cold palace?

"Rongrong, don't be so excited. When you are pregnant, you have to pay more attention, do you know?" Seeing Hua Rongrong jogging over, Murong Bing couldn't help but frown and said.

"Okay, I know." Hua Rongrong stuck out her tongue playfully and looked innocent. In this world, she only had such a lively side in front of two people!

One person is Shangguan Chen who is sleeping in the same bed!

The other is Murong Bing, who shares life and death!

"Oh, the food in this palace is good. You have become much richer after only a few days." Murong Bing personally supported Hua Rongrong's arm and showed a gratified smile on his face. Although he was fat and not good-looking, for pregnant women, only in this way can the baby in his belly grow up healthily.

"Sister Murong, you don't know that the Empress is almost nagging to the calluses in my ears. She always dislikes her current body. I will tell her that after giving birth to the little prince, she will gradually lose weight, but she is still reluctant." Jacquard teased from the side.

Hua Rongrong pouted and looked at the jacquard with some resentment, which naturally caused Murong Bing to laugh.

"I really envy you two, the master and servant, who can have such a deep relationship. After I returned to the general's mansion, every maid was obedient to me, and there was not even a person to talk to me. I was about to suffocate me to death!"

As he was talking, Murong Bing suddenly remembered something and looked at Hua Rongrong mysteriously, "By the way, Rongrong, I'll bring you someone, do you want to meet?"
Chapter completed!