The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 243

In front of the couch, Mu Xiyao couldn’t catch Mu Jin’s coming, and opened his head to see how the big man couldn’t turn around.

Mu Xicheng's small production, even if the gas is suffocating again, in front of Yu, can not change a word, so directly revealed the truth. This makes Yu’s experience of long-term good news stand up!

I got the doctor's advice and said that it is no big problem. I just need to wake up and have a good time. Mu Xiyao just let go of his heart and took people to the flower hall to ask questions.

"Let's say, how can the older brother get the news first than the people in the house?" Mu Xiyao frowned, wasn't the person she sent to be very unusable?

"The master, I heard that the young master has a good centurion, and passed through Fuzhou when he returned to Beijing a month ago. He happened to have tea and listen to the songs of the old friends in that place. The voices of men and women came from the box next door. To Liang Gongzi, Mrs. Mu, and what is the squad, this led him to pay attention to it. At that time, Missy was still well, and the person you sent should not find anything else."

"How can I know that I will mention this matter in front of the young master? You also know that the temper of the young master can't help it. So I sent Zhao Qing to go to Fuzhou. I know that I happened to meet the aunt. As a wife, I was troubled by the house in the house. Missy’s placebook was not safe enough, and it was stirred up by this, and it was reprimanded by her aunt. This is..."

The old man around Yu’s side only knows how to wipe his tears, or is Mo Lan’s cleverness. When he is looking at the master, he will inquire about the ins and outs of the matter, and this will be a good time.

"Na Qinglou women do flat wife?" Mu Xiyao eyes round, can not believe, such a ridiculous bridge, will be met by Mu Xicheng.

"A confusing thing!" After the shock, it was a scream. "The Liang family are dead, but they are not allowed to do what they are not doing?" When Mu Xiyao got angry, it was common to have no mouth.

Even the six priests dared to call their names, the mouth called the bastard, and not many people made her really afraid.

"Master, my grandfather is ironic, and Liang Daren has even come out with family law, and he has not stopped people." Seeing Mu Xiyao's face is getting colder and colder, and Molan quickly screams, and he dare not speak.

Mu Xiyao slammed the tea bowl with a sigh of relief. "I have a heart, I am worried about finding a dead person!"

This is not very satisfied with Liang Youzhao’s wife and wife. At this moment, he simply hates it. Then I read the children who had added the plug to Mu Xicheng under his knees, and Mu Xiyao was so angry that even Liang Daren also went away.

"His Laozi is not a good one. The family law can really be used, can let Liang Youzhao mix the ball in front of Mu Xicheng, there is a son and a woman? Still paying attention to the family, not to mention when you meet. It should have been with Liang Jiaqing early on that day."

On the old account, Mu Xiyao is also extremely good. But when she heard it in her heart, it was really a mark, a lifetime of things.

It’s just that she’s exporting, but the atmosphere in the house suddenly becomes weird.

"What happened to you to make a big fire?" Didn't let Mu Xiyao feel strange, Zong Zhenglin was the first to ask.

When the man was still outside, she heard her shouting loudly. The woman had not seen it for two days, and her mental head seemed to be much better.

"His Royal Highness, how come you come." Boss appeared, Mu Xiyao slightly converged. He got up and greeted him into the door. He did not wait for Zong Zhenglin to sit down. He saw him like a mountain, and pulled his arm to follow the complaint.

"His Highness, you said that men are greedy and lascivious, and they can't wait for their wives and wives. That Liang Youzhao actually found a woman in the green house, and she had to be a wife! This is not a shameful sorrow. What is the big sister!" The breath is slightly unstable. Taking a breath, Mu Xiyao continued to reason.

"You said that if you are like this, there are many women, but you are also in the yard. Only once with Tang Huiru is not clear, but also with the anger, let the cockroach lift the person into the door. Where is it? In general, he is a woman who is looking for a dead woman, or a shack in his broth, and he has no trouble with his family."

Mu Xiyao said very happy, no time to see Zong Zhenglin look changes.

Molan sees the color underneath the temple, and then sees the main son's indignation, but he still doesn't know what to do. He can't help but remind him that he can only watch the main fist fist and slam on the case.

"It’s not so good. It’s actually a reprimand for a wild woman. It’s so bad that the big boy’s belly can’t be kept.”

"His Royal Highness!" Mu Xiyao took Zong Zhenglin's cuffs and his eyes were angry. "You said that it is not right to smother your wife. If you don't even know what to do, is it that you should soak the pig cage?" It seems to be unresolved, and at the end, it adds a sentence. "Immerse the pig cage is cheaper. Hey, let him regenerate and spend his time."

Mu Xiyao vented his temper, and the house was quiet and audible.

Zong Zhenglin's eyebrows jumped wildly and blacked her face and smacked her out. She chose the nearest room, and turned into a door, pressing Mu Xiyao on the door panel, and forgot to forget her.

Suddenly turned over and replaced by a place, Mu Xiyao has not yet dissipated and took the lead.

"His Royal Highness, what are you doing here!"

Listening to her questioning and arrogant, Zong Zhenglin pinched Mu Xiyao's chin, his eyes were deep and waveless.

"Your spoiled wife's words, this temple is too lazy to care about you. Instead, let the temple hear the words from the Jiaojiao mouth, and then I want to get it."

Mu Xiyao was originally arguing for the momentum, and suddenly he cringed down.

Suffer! For a moment, I was so angry that I forgot the man in front of me, which is the typical example of her "cheating his wife". Still top of the list.

As for Tang Huiru, okay, it is a mouthful of words, and it happens to hit Zong Zhenglin’s muzzle.

The foot padded the neck of the six halls, and Mu Xiyao grievances. "Oh, it’s a mess, it hurts the heart of your Highness."

This is rare, and the mad demon woman once fully realized that she was at fault. Sixth Hall was slightly surprised, but was blinded by her good posture, and gradually slowed her face.

"His Royal Highness, you are angry, I am afraid that you are angry and beat people."

Zong Zhenglin will have a somewhat tempered face and it will be on his face.

"Hey, I feel so sad at this moment, don't take the opportunity to bully people." Lara took the crown and Mu Xiyao went up to Zong Zongzheng's chin. Climbing his body in his arms, he was so soft and exhaled, screaming at Zong Zhenglin's neck and bringing warmth.

"In fact, it is a word that doesn't make sense. I want to say that there is a guard under the temple, but there are more women in the backyard, and I can't bully it. The days of sorrow are very good." The nasal sound is a bit heavy, like a whimper.

"A big sister is a good person, with the bastard, it is really ruined." The sound was lower, and Zong Zhenglin was nervous.

Mu Xiyao screamed at him quietly, which is extremely rare. Zong Zhenglin caressed her back, and the twilight suddenly changed.

At the neck, I saw a wet...

Since I met Mu Xiyao, I have seen her when she was sad. This time, the little woman clung to him, buried her head in tears, and Zong Zhenglin’s heart was hard to say.

"His Royal Highness, I am a little scared."

"Afraid of the mother is not good, afraid that the big brother is smashing, afraid that the older sister is cold."

Listening to her screaming at the three feared words, Zong Zhenglin’s eyes slowly closed and became more and more uncomfortable.

Seeing that she laughed too much and too arrogant, suddenly changed to such a gesture, the six halls of the heart broke.

"Fortunately, my Highness has come. Hey, thank you." Mu Xiyao's head was buried in his neck, and his hand was tightened even tighter.

Zong Zhenglin’s nephew trembled, and when he blinked, he was already wearing a stern color.

"Jiaojiao, as usual. Those things that make you feel charming, will be better after a few days."

If it is not good, the temple is not awkward - take life to fill.