The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 101

"Can you still stand?" Zong Zhengming looked at the woman who grabbed her clothes on her chest and whispered.

Mu Xiyao is so dying, think about the face of Zong Zhenglin behind him, the scalp is numb.

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

"The leg cramps..." It was embarrassing for her to die. Mu Xiyao's face turned red, and the sound was like a mosquito.

Zong Zhenglin stared at her low back head and nodded to Zong Zhengming, slamming people. He greeted him and hugged Mu Xiyao to go to the east wing.

Mu Daren and Yu Shi were stunned by Mu Xiyao, and now they are afraid.

"Master, how is this child so sly? This is the big belly of August. If there is a good sorrow, it is a fate!" The old saying that the seven live and not live, Yu was scared of a cold sweat. Looking at Mu Daren complained that his daughter was too uneasy.

Although Mu Jinglian is more rigid on a regular basis, he is very fond of this little daughter. This was scared, and now the lady secretly blames him for his arrogance. Helpless shaking his head, this is clearly a problem that women are used to.

Zong Zhengming took the hand in the pavilion and watched the two leave. Returning to the seat to appease the second old, and talk about good things for Mu Xiyao.

"The younger brother is also unable to stand on the leg and leg cramps, no wonder she." Just now the woman's body is fragrant... Zong Zhengming has some slight nostalgia.

I remembered the kind of trust she had when she tightened her clothes. It should be for the sixth, otherwise she will not be so embarrassed.

Mu Xiting couldn't hear anything. In her mind, only the back of the temple quickly got up, and when she was protecting her, she never showed her warmth. It turns out that all the softness of the weekdays is just a relief, and it is not a short moment of tension.

"Why don't you say that the hand is hot?" Zong Zhengming held her right hand and looked at the back of the hand.

Is your hand hurt? Mu Xiting looked at the table and knocked over the soup bowl.

Not her, but used by His Royal Highness. It turned out that at that moment, His Royal Highness rushed out like this. She is not painful, her hands hurt again, and there is heartache.

Mu Xiyao was in the arms of Zong Zhenglin, his cheeks gently honed his chest and spoiled him.

Grandma, how long do you have to be a boss? Give time and let her rest.

Zong Zhenglin’s thoughts and Zong Zhengming’s concern were not concealed, and their eyes were iced. When he hits his woman's idea?

Look at Mu Xiyao’s face and grievances. She still feels guilty?

When the woman was in a critical situation, she rushed to the arms of other men, and he clearly ignored him. I am so sorry for him?

"Jiaojiao, how do you get rid of this time?"

Zong Zhenglin’s eyes are straightforward, and the danger is clear and visible.

Mu Xiyao remembered the culprit and suddenly got the confidence. After a change, he was stunned, with a small mouth and a left-handed index finger on his chest, taking a bite.

"His Highness, your broken finger is too unusual. How is it personal? Isn’t it just a glimpse of the finger to recognize someone? If you change something better, it’s too cold.”

Zong Zhenglin was caught off guard by her sudden change, and she heard her say a finger. That tone is too much to discard.

The six halls couldn’t keep up with the next breath, and hate to clean up her.

"You don't recognize this finger?"

Ok? How come there are signs of getting angry? Mu Xiyao was confused and caught his big hand and looked carefully.

"His Royal Highness, why don't you recognize it? Don't wear a wandering thing every day. If you don't know, can you make a mistake?"

What kind of broken things, have to have a name? Mu Xiyao really thought that it was the special use of the Sixth Highness. The man is very deep, especially if he is a high-powered person.

This woman is really... Zong Zhenglin does not know how to teach. She said that she was careless, she still remembers this finger. She said that she was careful, she never noticed that this finger is not his own.

With such a thought, the six halls suddenly felt strange. Do you still have to reward her for not paying attention to other men? Really wronged her?

Leaning over to see her staring straight at herself, she was not convinced, Zong Zhenglin touched her head.

"This is the letter of the emperor." Zong Zhenglin puzzled.

Printed? How is it printed? Mu Xiyao pulled up his fingers and fiddled with it.

"Now it's just a sign. Wei Si, four or seven years ago, had a slightly raised front on the thumb and could be printed."

Oh, I have a long experience. Mu Xiyao nodded, and doubts, "All the princes have?" How did you pay attention before?

"Ran. Wearing the finger is a royal rule, no matter what."

"That won't be, this may be a matter of children, I didn't pay attention." Mu Xiyao is reasonable. It is impossible to wear which hand, even more strange to her head.

"Is this the strange hall to tell too late?" Zong Zhenglin put the person on the bed, copying it with both hands, standing on the bed and leaning over to see her.

Proud! Mu Xiyao grinned. When Boss is ignorant, the privilege is dominant.

"His Royal Highness." Mu Xiyao softly called people and reached out and hugged. To shape the pillow, to cool naturally...

Mu Daren sat with the five halls for a long time. The two of them saw that the person who said that they would go back had no trace, and they knew that they would not turn.

"Since the six brothers have other important things, the temple will take the first step. The adults do not need to send more. If there is a flaw, the temple will accompany the crowd to move around."

Mu Xiting and Wu Yu Niang were farewell to each other, helped Zong Zhengming and set foot on the carriage.

The carriage slowly moved forward, and Mu Xiting focused on the soft side of the five halls, only to think that the carriage was bright. If it is always peaceful and peaceful, then how good.

"How do you look at the temple so?"

Mu Xiting was caught by him, his face was blushing and he screamed. "Your Highness is good, and I am blind."

Zong Zhengming lie on the side of the couch and gently show his face. "It’s a sister. Your sister also praised." But Mu Xiyao used words to block him. Thinking of her preemptive strike, Zong Zhengming smiled and shook his head. Why have you ever blamed her?

Mu Xiting is always cool. "His Royal Highness and my sister are familiar with each other?"

According to the woman, His Royal Highness had a heart for Mu Xiyao.

Zong Zhengming seems to be thinking back, familiar? I am afraid she never thought so.

"I can't talk about it. The first time I saw your sister, I was at the door of the Tunxiang Square. I happened to bump into the shocking horse. Then she went to thank the door."

Mu Xiting’s heart is tight, so long ago, I remembered it? At that time they were still only girls.

Showgirl? Mu Xiting suddenly remembered that the five emperors had been warm to themselves at the beginning, and they shouted that their sisters were close. Later, I did not know why I suddenly turned my attitude and was cold and unusual. There was also a gossip by the emperor, and he said that His Highness was quite attentive to her and deliberately carried it into the government.

She had never seen her before the draft, why is she particularly generous? Mu Xiting remembered the phrase "thank you," and his face was pale. If, if it is a wrong person?

The long-standing confusion suddenly got solved, and Mu Xiting was lost. She is so humble, even a substitute is also robbed?