The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 155

This is a natural explanation for the master. In the last time, he also laughed at the defending champion. This time he got the retribution, and it was his turn to go to the aunts who had sinned these golden branches and leaves.

Squeeze the scalp into the crowd, come to the four princesses, and prescribe the rules and regulations, and truthfully convey the errands given by His Royal Highness.

"Dissipated?" Zong Zhengying's eyes are round and unbelievable. Then the whip was pumped and slammed on the ground, scaring the people around the crowd to quit.

"This palace has never been given a pass to the palace." Zong Zhenglin just returned to Shengjing, but she was not looking for her on the street. This is to know that she went to the door to find a shackle, and took the opportunity to give the woman in the house?

"This palace has to look at it. This is the most correct interpretation of the six emperors."

A person pushing the front of the road, Zong Zhengying strode to the carriage, "snap", even if the greeting did not hit, he directly reached the opening curtain, seeing the situation inside, even sneer.

"It seems that this palace is to disturb the joy of the six brothers with the United States."

Zong Zhenglin Shu leaned on the couch and held a book in his hand. He listened to the thorns in her words, and the eyelids were not lifted.

Seeing Zong Zhenglin’s arrogant attitude, Zong Zhengying is even more annoyed. It’s not that you’ve gone to the ostrich’s shackles, the mountain roads are rugged, what powerful rebel party can you have? The horses couldn't run, but this was just that Zong Zhengming and the two of them had discussed Yuan Chengdi's favor, and they had picked up a cheaper.

The heart of the father is really biased towards a few sons. Has the daughter’s family ever valued this way? Except for the exception of that person, unfortunately it was not sent to the Far East, and married with Zhao Zhaoda!

Zong Zhengying wants to be more and more unscrupulous, simply stops the frame, sits in front of the frontier position, and squeezes the leaves behind him.

"Where is the Sixth Emperor? Where did you come from? Why, your prince is already very expensive to see the palace, even the sound is lazy?" Helian Minmin leaning against the soft chair, his face changed Gloomy.

The woman saw her actually dare to sit still, not even a gift, this is the presence of Zong Zhenglin in the presence of someone, not to put her Princess House in the eyes?

Helian Minmin has a hard time knowing that she doesn't want to move, but now she is sorely hurt. If she doesn't close her lips, even her teeth tremble, I am afraid I can be seen by outsiders.

Zong Zhenglin put down the book, and it was discovered that He Lianmin Min’s forehead was sweating. Feng Miyao looked at the car squatting outside the arrogant Zong Zhengying, long arms stretched out, took the person in his arms, gently stroked her hair, the other hand into the cuffs, patted her hand back for a little comfort.

"There are some unopened eyes, so that the Emperor of the House has suffered aggrieved." Six of His Royal Highness looked at the face of the woman, but the words were more and more sharp, "Why, the emperor's flesh business, so that the temple is coming?"

Zong Zhengying was rude, and he was asked by his unceremonious face. She is helping Herren to take the line, but it is not the "skin business" in Zong Zhenglin's mouth!

"The Queen Mother has recently had a poor spirit. The Emperor Sister may ask the House to petition for you. He will serve the Emperor and the filial piety."

Zong Zhengying was poked by the pain of his blood. She was released from the Queen Mother not long ago, and was carefully watched and copied three books by her ancestors. If Zong Zhenglin went to Yuan Chengdi to complain, according to the usual practice, she could only suffer from her loss.

"Hey! Six emperors don't have to meet each other to be deterrence. The palace is just a long time no see, come and say hello. You are just now, but it is more and more, tomorrow, this diagnosis, the father and the Queen Mother have long been waiting. "Zong Zhengying smiled and did not have deep meaning. Actually, he was served softly and gave birth to a retreat."

"I thought that the six brothers were so lovable as they were rumors. Today, I know that it is also a pity and a jealous jade. I have left and right, and I have enjoyed the taste of flowers." Zong Zhengying disdain, squirming, rewinding on his wrist, 逞Passing through the tongue, I took it with me.

The leaves were empty, and they quickly stepped on the rut. They had not yet settled. They saw that Helian was crouching on the chest of his Highness and hurriedly turned around.

Hey, how was this scene hit by him again? My Highness is right, it seems to be good. The leaves opened and muttered, pulling the reins, and the carriage went steady.

"Stop first." Zong Zhenglin brows his eyes and holds Helian Minmin's arm, placing the person on the couch and lying down. "This medicine is so fierce, and for the time being."

Helian Minmin bowed his back and the coat was soaked. Seeing Zong Zhenglin’s rare care, suddenly felt that this pain is also a good thing. Not so painful, how can His Royal Highness take the initiative to let her close?

Zong Zhenglin got up and returned to his seat. He Lianmin Min followed his shadow and suddenly fell into her eyes with a scroll of books.

"Selected by Yu's Jiyin"!

The warmth that has not dissipated between the chest suddenly cooled down. Helian Minmin forced himself to close his eyes, and then he did not want to think about the man's warm chest.

I really can't learn... The warmth of His Royal Highness, why have you stayed on her? Even the car is looking at the woman's medical book, the imperial prince, to do this for Mu's, what else can't see clearly?

Returning to the emperor's house, Zong Zhenglin first sent Helian's back to the house to lie down, confirming that she was not in serious trouble. He told Guili to take good care of him, staying with a scent of scent, and got up and left.

Feng Wei and other high-ranking monks went out, and they looked like a joy. They gathered in He Lianmin’s ear and couldn’t stop their joy. "The Lord, Your Highness is so considerate to you, really care."

Helian Minmin was closed his eyes and opened his eyes. Staring at Feng Wei is not awkward. "Hey, how do you say your high school?" The fingers under the quilt twitched slightly, and the silk blanket under her body was caught in her hand.

Feng Xiaozheng rejoiced, missing the strangeness in the eyes of Helian Minmin, and once again gave the Lord the Son a joy. "The old slave said that the master is not far away, and that His Highness will take care of it."

Correct! It is "intention"! Zong Zhenglin’s intention to her this time is far beyond any previous one. Why is this?

He Lianmin Min Ming has already noticed that it is not appropriate, but his brain does not listen to it, and he can't control it repeatedly.

If you want to say that you can make your grandmother troubled, who else can you have in addition to Dan Ruoyuan’s mother and son in Manchu?

Helian Minmin wants to be more awake, and even the pain in his body is not sad. After a long while, suddenly it was retired, and even Feng Wei was forced out of the door by her.

When I waited for no one, the woman lying in bed quietly couldn’t help but cry.

Helian Minmin, you are really a poor person! I didn’t understand why my Highness was absolutely unprotected by the imperial court. I was awakened by Feng Xiao’s unintentional thoughts.

It hurts her, it is ridiculous to hurt her!

He Lianmin is as sensitive as a knife, and the pain of plain white is more than a hundred times stronger than that of Yugu! She actually relied on His Royal Highness to defend another woman, and she was able to keep her head on her head. This is a silent humiliation. Who else is humbler than her?

The last strength of the whole body is also exhausted in this unseen competition. I closed my eyes and there was only a blank left in my mind.

In the sauce purple porch, Wan Jingwen’s right hand held the scissors and smashed the gods, and Zhu Jin’s heart was shocked.

The autonomous son got a letter from Bilan. Just before a person sat in the painting case, it was an hour past, and it was hard to move. She thought that this was not the case. She only wanted to reach out and take the bright and swaying, and the scissors that looked at the **** were suddenly pushed away by the master and almost scratched her arm.

At this time, the master could not listen to the advice of others. Zhu Jin did not dare to leave her alone in the house. She could only stay side by side and stood a little numb.

"How could this be the case, how could the Highness let her go so far, and seek medical advice for her!"

Zhu Jin unexpectedly opened the door for Wan Jingwen. The room was smothered. Now it is so loud that she is so scared that she has mentioned the eyes of her throat. It’s easy to calm down and watch the master look like a turn, only to dare to test the words.

"Master?" I am afraid that the master is only talking to himself, and the person has not yet woken up.

Wan Jingwen slowly raised her right hand and held up the scissors. Next, she took the cloud silk satin that Helen’s appreciation and twisted it into a piece of cloth. The sound of Naziz sounded like Zhu Jin’s hair.

"How is Bilan?" After cutting a whole piece of cloth, Wan Jingwen stopped to ask questions.

The girl hurriedly handed the news, saying only that His Royal Highness was taking the doctor out of the hospital and he might find out the abnormality. After that, no words have been passed.

Zhu Jin’s head was buried very low, and the voice shook the room. "The master, Bilan has cast a well."

Wan Jingwen slammed the strip into two ends and stared straight at the round table. After a while, I got up and smashed all the pieces from the table to the ground, holding the case with my hands, and laughing straight.

"Okay, die very well. If she dies, she can be freed from the hardships of this world." Don't be like her, living more painful than death.

"Master, are you okay? You have to take care of yourself, just the family of Bilan..."

"Can't intervene. At this time, it is too easy to get caught in the traces. Bilan's family, there are arrangements already made there, I don't need you to worry about me."

Zhu Jin did not know who the "side" in the mouth of the Lord was, but knew that there was always a force to use for the master, and she obeyed her orders.

"Where is His Highness going to Helen's place, can't I find out?"

"The big management has arranged for the dark guard to follow, and there is no way to keep up. If it is forcibly tracked, it will inevitably reveal signs."

Wan Jingwen sighed and called people to come in and clean. If you don't understand it now, you can only wait to see tomorrow's results.

When Zong Zhenglin returned to the front yard, he entered the bedroom and let the defending water bathe.

The defending footsteps, look at this day, yes, it’s not enough, how can the temple under the daytime think of bathing?

"Master, this time the kitchen will burn at least a quarter of an hour, or will you go to the Yao master to change clothes?" The master's small kitchen is extravagant to the extreme, twelve hours a day, the stove always keeps a fire, afraid The time was too hungry to prepare.

Zong Zhenglin untied the robe buckle and threw the robes on the low stool.

"Listen to life. Where can you come so much?" To be able to return to Dan Ruoyuan, why did he let go of the beauty bath, and one person squatting in the room?

Since the last time, Mu Xiyao was uncomfortable because of a thousand years. Zong Zhenglin had never touched other women before, and he did not go directly to her. Although the prefecture had long been stipulated, there were thousands of incense powder incense, but Zong Zhenglin worried that the body was stained with something that was not clean, and made her tears, so she did not complain, but he looked Get angry.

The defending was dismissed by the Highness, and he took his head and went to the kitchen to tell the truth. The temper of the master is sure to be with the Yao master. It has become more and more elusive for a long time. Even the habit of maintaining more than ten years has gradually changed.

Before the main son preferred vegetarian food, basically do not touch. Since the welcoming of the person, Yao’s master is not a jealousy, he has not eaten enough, but he can also pull in the bowl under the temple, so that the food under the temple will change with her. With the taste. Nowadays, the chefs of Dan Ruoyuan do not need to count the number, and the number is definitely not the same. This is not counting the two masters who have been specially selected from the shackles.

The defending champion remembered the ridiculous gastronomic concept of Yao’s master, and only felt that his Royal Highness had a complete defeat. That person has spoken, she wants to gather all the famous chefs in the world, and does not eat it in the same way in January. This idea is dare to mention in the face of His Royal Highness. That tone is not shy at all, nor is it afraid to be taught by the master. Extravagant.

There is also the same as the princes before the Highness, and occasionally the flowers on the hair. The defending champion always remembers that the first time Yao’s master saw the chanting of his temple, the earth-shattering scene was really noisy.

His Royal Highness is just a slap in the face, not a woman's favorite peony peony, but the aunt's grandmother just found a rare thing, squinting her eyes to the temple. In the end, I couldn't help it. I laughed and laughed. I was laughing and sighing, and I was stunned by a dark-skinned master. Although it gradually received the sound, only the appearance, it is the individual can see clearly, Yao master did not ring sitting there, lowered his head, shaking his shoulders and shaking.

I thought this was the case, and I know that this unscrupulous master is really looking for something. When I was eating fish at noon, I stared at the main son, and the flowers kept on, so I was so amused, I got stuck in the throat.

The next one was to stop, but this little temper came up, actually launched a temper, tossed to the royal doctor to give out the fishbone, only to stop the tears of tears.

After sending the royal doctor to go out, the six halls of the temple will be on fire on the spot. Who knows that Yao’s main son, Lihua, and the rain, a crying complaint from the committee, has so far made the whole Shengjing a joke.

I listened to the one who didn't know what to do. I complained, "Whoever gives you a big man, you have to learn the little girl to wear flowers, and you are not a white-faced scholar. What is pretty?"

In this sentence, the face of the temple is so angry that the face is blue, and the forehead is suddenly jumping.

Men’s flowers are regarded as celebrities in Dawei. Nowadays, Yao’s master is laughing at her face, and where can she not care?

Since then, the Sixth Highness has no need to spend flowers, whether it is flowers or artificial flowers, sent to the front to set up a face to train people.

After that, Yao’s master sentence, which made Shengjing live for a few days, made the sale of the flower shop difficult, and the number of men wearing flowers on the road decreased. As for the white-faced scholars in the mouth of the Lord, it is even more afraid that they will be used as a girl, a joke, and when they pass by the shop, they are always far away. The speed is fast, not to mention the scribe, but also to think that A good warrior.

This is also the place that defending can't understand. Yao’s master just cried and laughed twice, only making a one-and-a-half moment in his house, but letting the outside wind follow her! This world is really strange...

The defending erect stood straight outside the door, secretly pondering the truth, and was sighing that the main son of Yao was very human, and he heard the familiar footsteps.

"Wei leader." Molan with doubts, looked at the closed threshold. "His Royal Highness is back?"

The defending nodded, "It’s being washed in the middle." It’s a bit wrong to say that it’s time to go back.

"It’s just right. The master called the slave to ask, is your liking like steaming crabs, or is it fierce?"

The defending champion was going to say that his high school did not like to eat crabs, and he heard the voice of the master coming from the interior. "Who asked her to eat crabs?"

Zong Zhenglin changed his body to a light and simple uniform, and pushed the door out. The face was already very strict. "The royal doctor confessed that she should not eat crabs. Even if the master has forgotten, you are not bad, don't mind it?" Cold, Mu Xiyao is not contaminated.

Molan was shocked and quickly explained the matter. "When I went back to my temple, Zhuangzi sent two crabs to the government. The master said that this season is just right, and I have to taste the chrysanthemum wine I brewed for my highness. It is delicious when I go to the crab meat."

His Highness Six is ​​very good at speaking in front of the master, but facing them, they are generally the same as those in the middle and lower classes. Sometimes it’s really scary...

Zong Zhenglin only slowed his face, "steamed." To be lighter, so as not to recruit her locusts, but also to seduce him.

"Where is the side?" According to the past work, the little woman is not in the study at this time, it should be in the house to celebrate the picture.

"The master called the field manager in the main house to ask questions." In a few days, the little master was a year old, and her master finally remembered asking about the banquet.

Zong Zhenglin first went to Dan Ruoyuan and only listened to Molan, and he knew what happened to Mu Xiyao. Can let her take the initiative to call Tian Fushan to the front, not eating, that is, she remembers what is important in her heart.

"The defending, called Yan Chengzhou, carried the box that was brought back to the side of the brothel." When she left Beijing, she promised that she would bring the gift back to Chengqing, and this should be honored as soon as possible. The little woman is anxious, and if she thinks of it, it is a busy life.

Mu Xiyao carefully read the guest list and listed the names of the four princesses as unpopular people. There are also Zong Zhengxuan and Prince, she also wants to go along, but unfortunately these two teeth are still in front of Zong Zhenglin, can not stop. As for Zong Zhengying, although the big boss also needs to call the emperor, but this is a princess after all, no prince is so difficult, moving hands and feet, still can be like her wish.

Tian Fushan took over the roster of Yao’s master and looked at it. He had a look at it, and he had to smack the four princesses.

The mouth of the big tube is pumping, and there is a urge to sweat. Looking at your grade, it seems to be lower than that. Is it not appropriate to be so clear and unruly?

Mu Xiyao does not matter, looking at the people who are still hesitant to open up, where do not know his concerns. "Give the list to your house, and the next thing, you have to be the master of your family. If you manage, you can rest assured."

Don't worry? Tian Fushan felt that this was familiar. I thought about it, I was almost scared by the one above. Every time the general manager of the palace is responsible for the death of the murderer, is it not the end of this sentence?

Tian Fushan looked at the unbearable master. Auntie, you can talk a little, can you pay attention to it?