The Beloved Imperial Consort

"Still standing?" Zong Zhengming looks at the woman who pours on her chest and grabs her skirt and asks in a low voice.

Mu Xiyao is embarrassed to death. Thinking about Zong Zhenglin's face behind her, her scalp is numb.

"Not yet released?" Zong Zhenglin clasped her left shoulder, and his tone was obviously not good.

"Leg cramps..." It's embarrassing for her. Mu Xiyao's face turned red and her voice was like a mosquito or a fly.

Zong Zhenglin stares at the back of her drooping head, nods to Zong Zhengming and holds people up. He said hello and went to the East Wing room with Mu Xiyao in his arms.

Mu adult and Yu's heart and liver tremble with fear from Mu Xiyao, and now they are all afraid.

"Master, why is this child so impetuous? It's a big stomach in August. If there's one, it's lethal As the old saying goes, seven lives and eight does not live, Yu's body was scared out in a cold sweat. Looking at mu, he complains that his daughter is too restless.

Although Mu Jingzhen is usually rigid, he dotes on his little daughter. This was a shock, and now his wife secretly blame him for his arrogance, did not discipline the girl. But shaking his head, this is clearly a woman's habit out of the problem.

Zong Zhengming stood in the pavilion and watched them leave. Return to the seat to appease the two old people and speak good words for mu Xiyao.

"My sister-in-law also had cramps in her legs and didn't stop. No wonder she did." The fragrance of the woman just now Zong Zhengming is a little nostalgic.

I thought of her trusting look as she tightened her lapel. It should have been for Lao Liu, otherwise she would not be so embarrassed.

Mu Xiting can't hear anything. In her head, only the figure of his highness rising quickly, and the warmth never shown in her eyes when she was protecting her. It turns out that all the softness in weekdays is just appeasement, and not on that short moment of tension.

"Why don't you say it when your hands are hot?" Zong Ming holds her right hand to check.

Did you hurt your hand? Mu Xiting looks at the table and knocks over the soup bowl, silently hangs her head.

It's not hers, it's used by your highness next door. At that moment, his highness rushed out. She does not ache, hand again ache, where has heartache.

Mu Xiyao curled up in Zong Zhenglin's arms, her cheek gently rubbed against his chest.

Grandma, boss, how long do you want to be angry? Give her a break.

Zong Zhenglin thought and Zong Zhengming's concern could not be covered up. His eyes were icy. In front of him?

Look at Mu Xiyao a face aggrieved, gas does not hit a place. She still feels wronged?

When the woman was in danger, she threw herself into the arms of other men, but he was on the side but ignored it. What a pity for him?

"Jiaojiao, how can you excuse yourself this time?"

Zong Zhenglin's eyes were straight, and the danger was clear.

Mu Xiyao thought of the culprit, and suddenly had the confidence. A change just suppress bend appearance, a small mouth pout, left index finger in his chest, bite back.

"Your Highness, your broken finger is too common. How come it's personal? I just caught a glimpse of the ring finger and mistook the person? If you want a better one, it's too shabby. "

Zong Zhenglin was caught off guard by her sudden change, and listened to her say to the ring. The tone was disgusting.

The sixth highness could not get up and down at one breath, and wished he could clean her up.

"Don't you recognize the trigger?"

Yeah? How is there any sign of getting angry? Mu Xiyao is in a daze and catches him and looks at him carefully.

"Your Highness, why don't I recognize it? No, just the things you wear every day. If I don't recognize it, I can jump in the wrong direction? "

What kind of crap does it have to have a name? Mu Xiyao really thought that it was used by the sixth Royal Highness. Men's clothes are deep, especially those of high position and weight. Don't they always like to play with each other and look special?

This woman is really Zong Zhenglin did not know how to teach. She said she was careless. She still remembered the trigger. She said that she was careful, but she had never noticed that the trigger was not his own.

At such a thought, his highness suddenly felt strange. Should she be rewarded for never paying attention to other men? Did you really hurt her?

Bending down to see her staring at himself, he was unconvinced. Zong Zhenglin touched her head.

"This is the prince's seal." Zong Zhenglin solved his doubts.

Seal letter? What kind of seal? Mu Xiyao pulls up his finger and fiddles with it.

"Now it's just a token. Four or seventeen years ago, there was a slight bulge on the front of the trigger finger, which could be used as a seal."

Oh, I've learned a lot. Mu Xiyao nodded and doubted, "all the princes have?" Why didn't you pay attention before?

"Yes. It's the royal family's rule to wear a ring. It's not restricted to the left or the right. "

"That's not possible. I didn't pay attention to it." Mu Xiyao is reasonable. Not sure which hand to wear, not to mention her head.

"Is it too late to inform this hall?" Zong Zhenglin put the person on the bed, copied with both hands, and stood by the bed to look at her.

Proud! Mu Xiyao curls her mouth. When the boss doesn't pay attention, privilege prevails.

"Your Highness." Mu Xiyao is soft and soft, holding her hand. We need human pillow, natural coolingLord Mu sat with his Highness for a long time. Seeing that the man who had just said to go back was gone, they knew that he would not turn around.

"Since the sixth brother has something else important to do, I will go ahead. You don't need to send more. If you have time, this hall will accompany the concubine to walk around

Mu Xiting and aunt Wu said goodbye, helped Zong Zhengming hand and set foot on the carriage.

The carriage slowly forward, Mu Xiting focused on looking at the five Royal Highness soft side face, only feel that the carriage is also bright. If only it had been so peaceful and peaceful.

"How can you look at this hall like this?"

Mu Xiting was caught by him, his face blushed, now and then he made a sound, "Your Highness is good, and I have lost my eyes."

Zong Zhengming lay on his side in a cool couch, showing his gentle face, "worthy of being a sister. Your sister has praised it But mu Xiyao used words to stop him. Thinking of her preemptive, Zong Zhengming shook his head with a smile. Have you ever blamed her?

Mu Xiting instantly cool heart. "Did your highness know her sister before?"

According to the woman, your Highness has long been interested in Mu Xiyao.

Zong Zhengming seems to be recollecting and familiar? I'm afraid she never thought so.

"No. The first time I saw your sister was at the gate of tiaoxiangfang. I happened to meet a startled horse. Then she went to the door and said thank you

Mu Xiting heart under the tight, so long ago on the mind? At that time, they were only pretty girls.

Pretty girl? Mu Xiting suddenly remembered that the fifth Prince's concubine was very warm to her at first, and her sister called her close. Later, I don't know why I suddenly changed my attitude and became indifferent. There are also occasional gossips about the prince's concubine, saying that his highness is quite fond of her and deliberately carries the concubine into the mansion.

Her Highness has never seen her before the draft. Why treat her so leniently? Mu Xiting thought of the sentence "thank you at the door", for a time her face was pale. What if, if it is the wrong person?

A long time of confusion suddenly solved, Mu Xiting panicked. She was so humble that she even snatched a double?