The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 125

"The master, the side sent a person to guard the two courtyards where you let the slaves focus on." Zhu Jin hesitated to return to Wan Jingwen.

"What time?" Wan Jingwen frowned. How could it be so smart?

"In the morning, when the adults came out from Dan Ruoyuan, the slaves got the news."

It shouldn't be. The former Mu Xiyao was just an acolyte, and the rebellion happened. She was already very ill. After that, it was almost a decadent person. It never recovered. There was no such thing as a beggar. It was impossible to know so carefully.

Isn't she born again? But like yourself, with the memory of the last life, reborn to others? So who is she?

Wan Jingwen repeatedly guessed the identity of Mu Xiyao, and the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he was. In the end, he began to question whether he made a mistake. Isn’t Mu Xiyao a woman in her memory?

Wan Jingwen discovered that all previous experiences, as long as they are related to Mu Xiyao, will change. Nowadays, many things have been completely unrecognizable, and the memory she relies on, in addition to being able to deal with that Helian, is simply not feasible in Mu Xiyao.

"The master, now the side has been concerned about the two courtyards, have you quickly removed the manpower?" Zhu Jin feels that since he followed the master, there has never been so many half-way things. Since I entered the prince's house, the master's plan has no choice but to squat. If this continues, I am afraid that things are not good.

Wan Jingwen recalled that in the past few days, she had received information. Apart from the fact that Shantou and the foreigner Xiaoyi were in private, there was really no valuable clue. Now that Mu Xiyao is shooting, can it be better than himself?

She would like to see how the woman who thinks weird is so capable. "Do not move according to the soldiers. Let them do their duty, do not reveal the horse's feet." This matter has nothing to do with her, her people put it there, the first time got the news, is it better? As for the woman of Helian, I really thought that all the cronies around me would be foolproof? She never thought about peace of mind in her life!

"His Highness, the climate is hot and humid, and you can get the summer poison. You have to be far away with some witchcraft locusts in the middle of the squad." Mu Xiyao specially read several volumes to introduce the scrolls in the shackles. Then I will integrate the thoughts in my mind, and now I am pointing my finger and telling Zong Zhenglin carefully about travel.

The six halls are lazy on the side of the couch, to see the little woman is more real, the eyes of the eyes are light.

I finally got the rabbits cooked, and I no longer have to organize the clothes in the same way.

Zong Zhenglin was sighing that Mu Xiyao was so troubled that he was shocked to hear the little woman and suddenly raised a serious question.

"His Royal Highness," Mu Xiyao's eyes are round and round. "Is there any sacred woman in the sorcerer's sorcerer? Is there any strange way to control the soul? Will you read a few spells in front of you?" You can't remember the amnesia?"

The last sentence is the point. The old listened to Zong Zhenglin's secretive secret medicine, Mu Xiyao worried that a holy spirit in the district could not save the big boss. There are such things as cults, and it is good to take precautions in advance.

Otherwise, the boss has a **** amnesia, does she have to fight from the beginning? Isn't this about her life? The child has it, only to start "love you after marriage", this is not tired?

If the Highness then brought a saint to come back and play with her the white lotus "Helping the grace", Mu Xiyao felt that this day is not used anymore.

Zong Zhenglin looked at her eyes and stared at herself for not asking for a result. It was so serious that she suddenly became very good.

"The Jiaojiao and the cranky thoughts. The Wu people have not left a name yet. For the weather changes, the grain planting can still predict some. There has never been a heard of the witch saints, the witches are also old."

"As for worrying that the temple will forget the Jiaojiao, it is really worrying. Jiaojiao does not say that he is the sharp point of the temple, can the temple even lose his heart?" Zong Zhenglin said that the more pleasant, got up and hugged her kisses Cheeks, touch the top, I feel that the little woman is really cute. "Jiaojiao does not have to be so awkward, and it is inevitable that the woman will be embarrassed."

Mu Xiyao was kissed by his chin and slowly kissed, and his heart was annoyed. The Sixth Highness spoke to himself. This brain has always had only one set of ideas: just follow what he wants, and the rest will not be considered.

Is she what boss thinks? This man's face is as thick as a brick, or a brick, narcissistic. If she was not afraid of his accident, she was safe and stable in the house, and the stinky man was lazy and scored a point.

"Tomorrow is early, Jiaojiao wants to get up and send." Zong Zhenglin holding her kneading soft and earlobe, reluctant to let the little woman get up early and toss a little.

Mu Xiyao took his palm and stuffed his little hand into his palm. Close your eyes and sweetly fall asleep.

Zong Zhenglin took her waist and tightened her arms slightly, and her heart was hard to say. This woman’s love words are not willing to say seriously, but the subtleties are heart-rending. Seeing her quiet sleep, Zong Zhenglin’s heart is not suitable for it. After tomorrow, the little woman is not around, and the **** is lonely and sleepless. How did those days come before?

For the first time in his life, His Sixth Highness felt that he was as soft as he was, and he gave birth to the feeling of "hate parting." This is completely inconsistent with his historically determined and decisive style.

Look at the little woman sleeping sweet, no trouble at all, Zong Zhenglin hates itching. Since she met her, she has always been an abnormal person. This little white-eyed wolf continues to live freely.

Hold up and kiss in the side of Mu Xiyao, finally finally sleep peacefully. When you return to Beijing, it is time to celebrate Zhou. I have to give his son a good gift.

Early in the morning, the women in the backyard were led by He Lianminmin, but they lacked the sidelines that Danruyuan had never ruled.

This time, the audience was sent off, and everyone was blind and the atmosphere was condensed. Only one person was ecstatic and eager to look at Zong Zhenglin's face.

"Cousin!" Yu Yu rushed to pull Zong Zhenglin's cuffs, tears, and a fainting posture.

She finally solved the forbidden situation, and then released it, she learned that Zong Zhenglin was going to rebel. That’s the real thing with the thief’s real knife. Is this still enough?

"Cousin, let the emperor change the Prince's Temple to the middle of the temple, isn't it better to stay in Shengjing? The Prince is the great Wei Jun, are these things exactly what he should do?"

He Lianmin’s face changed, and he saw his black face.

"Herren, take care of her." After he finished playing, he called the man to come over.

"Cousin!" Yu Yu cried and grabbed the first few steps, still yelling, "The people are also worried about your safety, how can you not wait to see this? That Mu's heart is like pets, and the result? People? I didn’t come to see you at all, I didn’t take you seriously!”

Zong Zhenglin suddenly turned around, and the eyes of the phoenix were cold. This stupid woman has repeatedly challenged him with patience, and this time he even made a big taboo. Mu Xiyao is affectionate about him, and he can’t be shouted by others.

Zong Zhenglin, who was extremely valued by Mu Xiyao’s mind, never allowed outsiders to make mistakes and broke the two.

"Tian Fushan, send her to Qingyun Temple for retreat. If the mother-in-law asks, she will tell her what she said."

Turning over and sitting on the horse, Zong Zhenglin finally explained to He Lianminmin that he was "optimistic about the house" and said that he had left the horse.

Yan Chengzhou took the pro-guard, a group of more than 150 people were vast, all bright and clear armor, divided into two columns, followed by Zong Zhenglin galloping away. It seems that all the dust behind him has brought a sigh of breath.

"Large management, according to the instructions of His Royal Highness." He Lianmin Min looked at the mad woman and swept Yu Yu, and took the rest to the main house for dinner.

When Yu Yu’s woman appeared, she was not smart. As long as it is open, it will definitely lead to the fire of the temple. This ability is also very human. Just because of her mad personality, I still want to compete with Mu Xiyao. This is not a delusion.

Nowadays, it is even more unobtrusive. Even the emperor and the prince dare to make public opinion. Is this going to make trouble with the government?

Tian Fushan pulled down the woman who was crying and kicked and sent it to Qingyun Temple. This is the second time the lady with the form has been punished. This errand is not good.

Qingyun Temple is the most difficult and harsh temple in Shengjing's rumors. The women in the house are rejected by the husbands, sent to strictly discipline, innovation and life. The days are hard to say, and there are also disciplines to check the coursework. But if there are any rules that are not in accordance with the rules, all are rattans, and they are never half soft on women. Every ten days, I still have to go to the people to do good deeds. As long as I dare to give up my heart, I will directly punish the three-day meal, making people hungry and have soft legs.

The most horrible thing is to teach the monks and nuns. If you dare not listen to the teachings, the assessment is not to go to the courtyard of the backyard of the temple. When to know how to be obedient, when not to be with the beast.

Although His Royal Highness is cold to the woman, he is never violent. Today, Miss Zhang is sent, depending on her delicate temperament, the days are afraid.

“Is there a place in Qingyun Temple in Jingli?” Mu Xiyao stared at the defending star.

Wei Daren was looked at a chill. broken! Yao's master loves the habit of arrogance, and can't lead her there.

"The main son, Qingyun Temple is specially designed for the ascetic monks and the wrong women of the family. There is no oil in the food. The detention of the son-in-law is even more mad."

Mu Xiyao did not have a good vegetarian meal, but also a deep sorrowful woman, suddenly no interest.

The defending squad had a good sigh, and if the Yao master had to go to the place, he could not imagine the face of His Royal Highness.

"What's the situation there?" Mu Xiyao put the note that Wei Wei took back on the table, put the pieces together in one place, and carefully check.

"Miss Miss was banned by the Five Dynasties, and she was fined to the laundry room. When the dark guard went, the color was good, and she was sitting alone in a daze."

Still have energy? That is to say, the days are still going on, otherwise you will not sit still in one place. Yeah, let her think slowly. Not long-term memory, this backyard will sooner or later become her place of burial.

"There hasn't been any movement in the yard yet?" Mu Xiyao picked up the shredded paper and carefully placed it in the purse to give it to her for the time being. These pieces of shredded paper are the reminders of some people.

"The two courtyards are very quiet, and the son-in-law almost never goes out."

"The mood is calm. I still want to watch the wind? Fortunately, but fortunately, many things have become more and more fortunate, and more and more disappointing. So, let her look carefully." Mu Xiyao helped Molan arm up.

"With Fu Weiwei, the Lantai Bamboo Sound Second Hospital, no one can arbitrarily enter or leave. Tomorrow afternoon, the two hospital aides will be examined in Dan Ruoyuan, and they will dare to violate the order and report to the family law."