The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 208

In order to see clearly, Mu Xiyao went on the second floor with the crowd, and at a glance he could see the person who was riding in the right position.

Zong Zhenglin ink black riding jacket silver gray armor, people are indifferent, plus this body, it seems to be more violent. The red-red scarf on the head fluttered, the boots were on the feet, the horse was pulled by the left hand, and the right hand was held high. Among the people who laughed and waited for the order of Yuan Chengdi in threes and threes, only he was independent and chilling.

This man... Mu Xiyao rests on the fence, and has to admit that the six-story is still very good. It is no wonder that there are so many palace aunts in the periphery, and they look at the spring.

"Sister, the six halls are good and good." Mu Xiting grinned close to her ear, could not help but praise.

"Why, is your family five poor?"

"You!" Mu Xiting squatted, shy and flushed. "It is not the same."

It’s really different. Mu Xiyao remembered that the Sixth Highness was "respected", and Yu Guang sighted that Zong Zhengming was equally dressed in anger, but he was full of fluttering. Zong Zhenghan, Mu Xiyao brows slightly, this person is well hidden, moderately low, too unusual, if not the emperor's emblem on the arm, it is almost indistinguishable from the Yuan Jingdi Jingwei around him.

Waiting for Yuan Chengdi's "kick-off" order, the church made a drum for the east, and the felt flag sounded, and the horses immediately rushed up, and the horses galloped and screamed.

Zong Zhenglin and Zong Zhengming, a team, took the guards to intercept the team led by the Prince and the rest of the emperor. The two teams were intertwined and intertwined, and they saw that Mu Xi Yao was dazzled.

"Sister, who do you say will win?" Mu Xiting nervously climbed on her arm, only to watch the fierce competition in the field, it was sweating on the forehead, a heart raised.

win? "Nature is the Prince Edward will win." Zong Zhenglin disdain to play tricks, Zong Zhengming has always been modest and courteous, Zong Zhengyun rushed to deal with, Zong Zhenghan only made three points. The rest of the Prince, but it is rampage, repeatedly banned.

If the Prince goes on like this, he will win the battle on the court, but he will lose in the Sacred Heart.

Yuan Chengdi raised a cup of tea, and he did not say a word, and he could not see the anger. Huang Guifei, who is only familiar with his temperament, faintly sees that the emperor is not satisfied with this polo.

The result is not bad with Mu Xiyao, the Prince is very successful, leading by three goals. Mu Xiting frowned, her lips were close and disappointed.

"Stupid." Mu Xiyao pinched her forehead with a slap in the face, and took the person down the stairs to greet the six halls of "the stadium is frustrated."

Mu Xiting was confused and followed, and couldn’t understand how suddenly she was teased. Looking forward to winning under your own house is not unusual?

Yuan Chengdi looked at all the rules in front of him, but there was no peace of mind. In particular, Zong Zhenglin and Zong Zhengming, who played like a lap, smashed the horse.

"The loss is so ugly. What do you explain?" Yuan Chengdi frowned.

Zong Zhengming played thousands of words, and he was gentle and elegant. "Children's pens are still fine, and riding is really worse."

Yuan Chengdi knocked on the case and looked at what Zong Zhenglin and other people were saying.

"The fun thing, stretch the bones and feet." The six halls of the scorpion are cold, this way back to make the emperor can not help but smashed the sputum and coughed twice.

Yuan Chengdi’s action was a stagnation, and he gave him a deep look. He did not say that he would be punished by the two, but he was more stern to the prince.

"Tomorrow's study room to see." After the wave, let people retreat, seeing is to drive back to the palace.

"The father and the emperor have something to play." Zong Zhengying, who was sitting quietly in the next head, suddenly made a noise, causing everyone to turn their heads and look at her.

"What is it?" At this time, Zong Zhengying had a certain event, and Yuan Chengdi’s face was gloomy. Could it be that it is to be separated from the Yang family?

"Father, why not let the children and other officials also ran a lap? Women's polo, there are times in the palace that have not been so lively."

"It was this." Listening to her talking about women's polo, Yuan Cheng emperor's color faded. "Well, let's take advantage of today's free time. Who are you waiting for?"

"There are more expensive ladies in the palace, and the father's singer can do it. You can't escape the maids of the emperor's brothers. Today, let the father and the emperor look at the best of their daughters." Yingying’s voice is light and it’s rare to show off.

"Pick up people, get ready soon." The emperor is supposed to do this, and the following people are busy with it. The turf that was only smashed by the horses had to go back to the practical, and the masters had to re-select the ball.

Mu Xiyao can't be polo, it's just a matter of watching a movie. When Zong Zhenglin was in the near future, he went in and changed clothes to serve.

“How?” Zong Zhenglin’s arms were flat and his body leaned forward, making it easy for her to remove the light armor.

Really, where did anyone ask for this? Mu Xiyao is funny.

"His Royal Highness is extraordinary, very good."

"Is it lost?" Zong Zhenglin's sword was tall and looked deep into her eyes. This woman is still a strong temper in the bones. It can be said that it is not like she always does.

If it wasn't for the killing of the gap, Zong Zhenglin took time to look at her a few times, seeing this woman look at the focus, this time most often suspected that she was absent-minded, and shunned.

Mu Xiyao put down the finished Jinpao, turned back to his neck, and after the small hands crossed his head, he solved the scarf tie for him. Listening to him is interesting, sticking to the man's ear, the gesture is soft and affectionate, but the words are rarely sturdy.

"Can call the prince to suffer, and the highness of the temple should be praised." If the big boss can let the prince down early, she will definitely celebrate and sing.

Such a big rebellious statement, also Mu Xi Yao dare to speak in front of him. Zong Zhenglin took her position and helped her waist. “Don’t like the Prince?” But why do you look so focused?

"It’s not like it’s not happy, but it’s disgusting.” For Zong Zhenghui, Mu Xiyao had no feelings at all. "Prince's eyes, oh... I don't like it."

Zong Zhenglin touched her hair, and the twilight was dark. Zong Zhenghui repeatedly gave birth to a sinister thought to Mu Xiyao. One day, he was taught to receive enough lessons.

"For the time being, avoid him." Zong Zhenglin kissed Mu Xiyao's forehead and watched her carefully arrange the things in a careful manner. Suddenly remembered that the woman could not wait for the voice at first.

"Jiaojiao said that the brain is confused, is it a shouting word?" Zong Zhenglin was amazed at her laziness.

Mu Xiyao’s nephew, Zong Zhenglin’s eyes and eyes are not right. Thought she was sneaking? Humph.

A small mouth, indicating the dark lines on the credit around the six halls.

Zong Zhenglin took a closer look, and the pattern above was not a simple shot. This woman, the small head of the melon top is good.

"Ghost spirit."

When I got it out again, Mu Xiyao was on the side of Zong Zhenglin, looking down from the stage. Half of the body came out of the fence and saw Zong Zhenglin’s eyebrows locked.

"Be careful." The big hand held her arm and brought the person back gently.

"His Highness, Wan's body is a good rider." On the six emperors' house, Helian Minmin and Wanshi went off together. Compared to Helian Minmin's well-fitting pair of tight-fitting jerseys, Wan's body clothes are wrapped in the edges of the shoulder cuffs, the most conspicuous, the breeches on the side of the fork, actually embroidered sequins.

"More class Qiongzhou style." Zong Zhenglin recognized the difference at a glance.

Qiongzhou...The gateway to the west side of the Great Wei, and the two Jins across the river. Mu Xiyao's first record.

Dawei women like polo, especially in the palace. Unlike the men, the woman rides is not really a horse, but a meticulously raised temper.

Mu Xiyao was short of enthusiasm. Since watching Zong Zhenglin and other powerful horses killing, the following scene of a soft woman riding a donkey is hard to come by.

What's more, this animal, Mu Xiyao has never been happy. Whether it's unloading and killing, or being poor, there is no good meaning. The most powerful, there is one that is most suitable for today's scenes - stupid.

This polo, not to mention the skill, is really shameful. Just look at the woman riding on the raft, there is nothing but a slim waist, a smile, a smile, there are always some times, the eyes are lingering on the viewing platform. In the ten shots, nine shots were swayed, and they were able to sing and celebrate. Mu Xiyao's face was pumped, and he simply turned his head and licked the seeds.

The way to please men is really everywhere. When the public is laughing, Mu Xiyao can't do it.

"I don't look good?" Zong Zhenglin saw her returning to the seat. The surrounding area was so hot, and the laughter was so loud that the little woman was uncharacteristic and calmed down alone.

"His Royal Highness," Mu Xiyao squatted around, convinced that no one could hear her words, and then he put together his head and whispered. "Do you think that the woman is riding on the stupid cockroach, can you really see the beauty? How do you get more? Seeing more and more uncomfortable?"

Zong Zhenglin’s nephew was tight, staring at her extremely serious eyes, and could not stop showing her smile.

Very good, the most admired pastime in the noble circle, Mu Xiyao actually treated this way. Before that, he felt that the women's polo was purely redundant, and that Zong Zhenglin was the most unhappy.

It is a woman who is a woman of his heart. She can see that such a serious occasion on the school ground is not suitable for women to play. Sixth Highness was feeling that Mu Xiyao had a unique understanding and made him very happy. He was suffocated by the next words of Mu Xiyao, and he was really uncomfortable.

"If you really want to ride tight," Mu Xiyao frowned, very embarrassed. "Take the dress up, wear clothes and flowers, and barely accept it." Simply make it fancy, show the ornamentality clearly, and bring some daughters to please.

Zong Zhenglin only thought a little about her description, and his face was completely dark. That scene... Fortunately, I have never seen it.

As for the six imperial courts that used to be strict and strict, listening to her words, I only feel that this beast appeared on the school ground, it is not suitable. This also directly led to the establishment of the emperor to the throne, and banned the women's school polo. Another opened the Yuyuan paddock to play for the girl.

"No nonsense." Zong Zhenglin decisively cut off her thoughts, and she was afraid of Mu Xiyao's whim and made new things that he could not accept in any case.

Mu Xiyao disdainfully waved his hand, and the whole body was exposed to the invisible eye. "Oh, the people of this Peugeot will never be so open and self-destructive."

Zong Zhenglin squinted and stiffened his neck and looked at her again.

Talking to Mu Xiyao, sometimes a small woman has many strange ideas, which is really a mess.

I have never been able to understand the relationship between Peugeot and Sui in the mouth of Mu Xiyao.

The conversation between the two people just happened to be the word - the lips are not right.