The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 212

After waiting for the defending to bring Zong Zhenglin's morning dawn, Mu Xiyao's eyes suddenly shine. In the morning on weekdays, it is extremely difficult to get close. The lion of the night of the emperor's house, Zong Zhenglin sent a special person to raise, Mu Xiyao has seen several times. It is just that there is no need to ride a horse, and she has never had a heart of control.

"The morning sorrow is fierce, it is a pure blood BMW. Those who are not willing will not be imperial." Mu Xiyao is eager to try, Zong Zhenglin had to remind the first. In the private heart, she may not feel that she has tamed the morning.

"His Royal Highness," Mu Xiyao took over the horse, and the detective touched the morning head, and turned back to give Zong Zhenglin a bright smile. "This time I will change my name to look down at my Highness." Dangdang took the morning walk to the field, the pace is light, and the heroic and cool.

Zong Zhenglin only had the color of her flying back when she looked back. After a little calm, she returned to the credit card with the defending.

"His Royal Highness, Fang Caiyao is proficient in the horse when he is riding the horse. It is not as if he has not studied riding." Although the defending was surprised at the dawn, it was even more shocking, but it was the side that easily took the reins from his hand. Go away.

Zong Zhenglin’s eyebrows are slightly raised, and the eyes of the phoenix are radiant. Mu Xiyao is more than a rider, only to see her gesture of controlling the horse, from the position of the morning sun, at a glance, that is the posture that can be immediately launched at any time, is also the long-term practice of the people of the good horse instinct.

Looking at the morning and standing in a place, Mu Xiyao became more and more petite, Zong Zhenglin thought thoughtfully.

At this time, the center of the racecourse has been re-arranged. On the shape of the horse, the twelve flags were staggered and inserted in the road. The flags fluttered in the wind and hunted. Zong Zhengying and others are riding on the horse and taking a small step on the reins.

"The side shackles have not been launched, but have found out?" Chaoyang County sneer a sneer, sneaked on the front of Mu Xiyao, heart hatred.

"This palace heard that the six brothers are riding in the morning, the temperament is notoriously good, and the side is still not to be reluctant." He Lianzhen secretly set up the bureau has been seen by Mu Xiyao inexplicably, Zong Zhengying can only The tongue is fast. I am most hopeful, that is, the news is convinced, and this kind of riding is not really good.

"It’s not awkward, it’s not necessarily." Mu Xiyao picked up his eyebrows and tightened the reins in his hand. The left foot of the riding boots collapsed on the stables, and the man was already in the air. The long, straight leg of the right hand took a piece of pomegranate red dress and slid through the air. The person who was still questioned by the females was already in a stable position on the horseback. It was so pretty, with his left hand holding his hand, his right hand slowly stroking his hair, smiling like a flower, looking forward to life.

"Beautiful." Zong Zhengming looked at her movements from afar, and could not help but applaud. “I don’t want to be on the sidelines, it’s superb.”

Zong Zhenglin, who is next to him, is pleased to beheaded. Fengmeng is the one who does not leave the scene for a while. Very good, Mu Xiyao is deeply hidden, it is extremely difficult to detect. With such a woman on the side, the days are getting more and more interesting. Let her hide even more, he also has the patience to slowly explore, bit by bit to see her carefully. As with today's surprises, I don't want to go after I want to come.

"Why is this so?" He Lian whispered and looked exhausted. Whoever counts the organs, at the end of the day, or the other party is not allowed, it is difficult to maintain a calm, the mood is as stable as ever.

"Why? It is nothing more than Zong Zhenglin's early cover for her, and everyone else has been teased." Zong Zhenghan was a party and awkward, but his mouth was a bit cold. "I don't want him to be so well protected."

He Lian's look is complicated, relying on the back of the chair, the next thing is not her.

"His Royal Highness, you can get ready here, you can start at any time." Mu Xiyao gently buckled his right foot, the morning sun is standing in her position, the head is high, can not hide the incomprehensible.

Zong Zhengying was sullen, and she looked at her for a long while, turning her head and whip on the black scorpion, but she did not care, so she flew out.

Mu Xiyao has a small mouth and half, and I have never seen such a rogue person. Intrigues and tricks have not been played, and it is justified to be unruly and unruly.

"Noisy!" Yuan Chengdi was first unhappy. The princess has lost the hallmark of the car, what is the face? "The order is passed."

The banner fell and everyone rushed. Mu Xiyao is dressed in red, and the next morning is black and shiny. One person and one horse are especially eye-catching. The woman next to me was careful to control the stables, leaving the three parties to be careful. Only Mu Xiyao, such as the arrow of the string, squatting, riding a dust.

Zong Zhenglin's face was dark and dark, only hate to catch people back and slap a meal. No one is chasing after him, and Zong Zhengying’s skills in front of him are just too eye-catching. Only Mu Xiyao can’t make a mistake. If she wins, she can easily win after halftime.

No one knows that Mu Xiyao has such a bold side. Once he is released, he will go all out.

In the morning, Mu Xiyao tried his best to make the hoof run smoothly, and lightning fast. The skeleton of Qing Jun is equipped with a black horse, and the flying room is actually with a humming sound, which rarely reveals pleasure.

When Zong Zhenglin took control of it, he was strong and could not resist. Mu Xiyao has an aura on it, and it is very easy to accept. At this time, he is running along with his temper, and he has never been proud of himself.

Zong Zhengying only listened to his voice and urged him to rush his heart. Not far away is the flag, how can she see that Mu Xiyao has taken it away?

Mu Xiyao was still in a good mood, and Zong Zhengying was forgotten. At this time, inadvertently, I saw the faint blood on the silver-white mane. Then look at Zong Zhengying's crazy horse fight, almost raging, the twilight instantly cooled down.

So mad, greedy, and worthy of the Wuhuan BMW.

"His Royal Highness is still stopping as early as possible." Suddenly the volume was raised, and Mu Xiyao shouted at the person in front.

Zong Zhengying glanced back at her, and the color was even heavier. "Let the palace stop? Dream!" The voice fell, and the action was repeated three points.

"His Royal Highness..." Wei Brow's brow wrinkled, it is already clear that the situation is wrong.

"Miscellaneous things!" Zong Zhenglin took the case and took a long walk to the front.

Yuan Chengdi faintly heard Mu Xiyao shouting, and then listened to Huai'an back, his face was already gloomy.

In the past, only Zong Zhengying was very capricious, and now he knows that it is stubborn to such a point. Deyi’s upbringing, as if she were a human being, I don’t know what it is.

"Father's Emperor." Zong Zhenglin carrying a cold air, has always been indifferent face, eyebrows close.

Yuan Chengdi looked at him and waved his hand to stop his next words. "Let's stay on the sidelines. I have to look down on it. Today she is fighting hard, how can she end up."

The emperor’s nephew drooped down and concealed the gloating. Although the tone of the emperor was as calm as usual, the action of patping the case was clearly ignorant.

Mu Xiyao did not discourage after shouting. For the crazy people, the words are more than awkward.

Seeing her whip rises again, Mu Xiyao's face is completely pulled down, and it is followed by a shot. The whip is swept forward to sweep the past, the next step is to hit the horse, and the morning screams and screams.

"Oh, dare!" Zong Zhengying never thought that someone would be in opposition to her, not to mention the time of running. The two people are getting closer together, and Mu Xiyao commits the following. Suddenly, Zong Zhengying quickly closes his hand and forcibly changes his direction to avoid it.

"Emperor!" He was scared of Zong Zhengying, and even Huang Guifei also followed the cold sweat. Mu Xiyao dared to whip Zong Zhengying in front of the holy car, saying that it was a lie.

Yuan Chengdi began to look a little tight at first, but then suddenly loosened his look, looking towards Mu Xiyao's gaze gradually softened.

Love is clear, benevolence and morality, and it is quite wise. The whip on the head of the **** was wrapped around the wrist for a few laps. Even if it was extended, it would not hurt Zong Zhengying. Seeing that she did what she did with fake, it was just scaring Zong Zhengying, forcing her to close her hand.

Sure enough, Mu Xiyao's lips were hooked, and her movements were delayed behind half a body. As for the flag next to the road, both of them had no intention of asking.

"Since this time, I will go hand in hand with the princess. You and I will run to the end as well. Unless the princess is generous enough to grab the flag first." Mu Xiyao smiled and looked at her innocent face. A hibiscus face is more beautiful and smooth.

Zong Zhengying was ashamed to die. Listen to her meaning, if she is shot, Mu Xiyao will not be willing to give up. One can't stop her, and the second one can run away from the woman. She can only watch the flag stick in the past, and endure the temper, and succumb to the extreme.

The only comfort, only the rest can bear her hands and feet, at least let Mu Xiyao get nothing.

Mu Xiyao followed closely and did not care about the missed flag. If she takes the lead, who knows if this crazy woman will lose her temper in the back. Wusong hurt her heartache, and if Zong Zhengying had an accident, she would have to go bad luck. It’s better to be like this, the two are deadlocked to the end, and it’s not too ugly to tie a tie.

"The sixth child, you are smart on this side."

Yuan Chengdi had to beheaded and was very satisfied with Mu Xiyao’s actions. That girl is in the control of the human heart, not losing her riding skills. It seems that it is not difficult to run in the front without Zong Zhengying. It is necessary to have a deep foundation and a skillful skill.

Zong Zhenglin’s eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly remembered a rumor from the Fifth Sui Dynasty to him. “The side squat is extremely reluctant, so it will never take a life.” His Royal Highness tried to trust the side. ”

At the seat of the emperor, Zong Zhenghan sneered out loudly. "Hey, you said before, don't lose the bite. It's you, maybe you can do it now?"

A good life of Mur. Seeing that Zong Zhengying couldn't make a utilitarian heart, she did not dare to take the risk of being crossed by her risk, and she was so deadlocked. The original intention of Mu Shi, protecting Zong Zhengying's Wuhuan BMW under her body, was actually done by her, and she did a beautiful job.

Zong Zhenglin’s luck... **** enviable.

He Lian’s self-silence, the first time he looked at the woman who was flying in the field, gave birth to a fear that was less than that.

Looking back at the front of the credit, I stood up and focused on the six halls of her figure. Herlian’s sudden awakening, perhaps, her initial thoughts were wrong.